Chapter 2
*Sappire's POV*
"You're a fucking bitch!" Yelled Natalie over the phone.
"I'm sorry," I said
Of course she's mad at me, I fucked up for the billionth time...
"You're just so fucking stupid, like literally. I don't know if something's wrong with you. You need to get yourself checked," she spat. "You keep doing the same shit! over and over again. I'm getting sick of it." She added on.
I know I do, I'm trying. I really am. You don't understand how hard it is for me to change how I am. I don't like who I am either. I hate myself. And i know i have a problem, it makes everything hard for me..
"Well, I'm sorry. I know I'm not perfect. I'm trying."
"No you're not trying! I'm so close to being done with you,"
I didn't know what else to say, so I just kept quiet.
"And you have nothing to say? Unbelievable. Look, I have to go now."
And with that she hung up.
I don't know what I should do anymore. I'm literally done with life. There is not a reason for me to live, everyone yells at me for my stupid mistakes, and I have a really controlling friend.
I sighed and tried to ignore the guilt feeling in my stomach. I walk out out of my window and sit on the edge of my roof top, with a joint between my fingers, I watch as the cars go by. I took a long drag and held it in for a few seconds and released the smoke. I sighed and laid down, that really calmed me. It gave me a relief type of feeling, it's like I didn't have any worries and all the problems were lifted off my shoulders, and I was in a whole new world. I wish I could feel like this all the time. It felt good.
I just want to forget...
Just then my phone buzzed, I took it out of my pocket it was a text from Ariana.
What happened between you and Natalie?
It was Ariana, I just started at the text message I didn't feel like replying. I just want to be alone right. I was onto my third joint right now, I started smiling for some reason, and the smile turned into laughter. I couldn't stop laughing. I looked up at the sky and I saw everything move, weirdly, I laughed even harder, if someone was looking at me right now they would think I was a crazy person.
"Why am I so fucked up?" I laughed.
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*Justin's POV*
"Did you bring the money?"
"No, please give me more time. I'll give you back every penny I owe," he begged.
"No, I want the fucking money now! It's almost been a week! I think thats enough time to get money,"
"Please! I have a wife, she's pregnant. I have bills to pay," he looked at me with pleading eyes.
I grabbed him by the collar, and got in his face."Listen, I'll give you three days. You better have my money by then. Got it?"
He nodded quickly. "Y-yeah, thank you s-so much, I-I promise I'll pay you back every penny,"
"You better, remember three days. And if you don't have it, then you're dead," I threatened
He looked at me with fear in his eyes, and nodded. "I'll have the money,"
"Good."
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hey guys! sorry this chapter is short! and it took a while to get this chapter the way i wanted it to be
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Different // Justin Bieber
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