Chapter Eight

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omg i'm so behind on my updates... sorry lmao well here's a chapter.

italics are Sarah's thoughts btw

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After my litte break dow in the park, Justin decided we would all go back to his place and have a movie night. I felt really uncomfortable since I totally acted like a two year old in front of all of them, but oh well.

As soon as we got to Justin's house my jaw dropped. It was HUGE and I don't mean like huge as in rich neighborhood huge, I mean HUGE as in Justin Bieber HUGE. "Something wrong?" Justin sarcastiacally asked, while laughing. "I- I... it's huge" I exclaimed and started giggling like a little girl. Justin just laughed. "But who's car is that?"Bella asked while pointing to a green Range Rover."It's a surprise..." Justin said nevously scratching the back of his neck. This isn't going to be a good surprise...

Right when we walked in my thoughts were confirmed. "JUSTYYYYYYY" an irritating, yet all too familiar voice screamed a little too loudly. "Hey Sel..." Justin said quietly. He looked at me apologetically, while I death stared him. Finally he got out of the car and walked over to.... Let's call her by her rightful name, Slutlena, and kissed her.

"This shit is fucked up" Bella said. When I looked back her hands were balled into fists, and she was looking at that thing like she was gonna murder it. "Can we walk somewhere? Like try and find a cab or something?" I asked calmly, trying to hold back tears. "Yeah sure bezza. Definantly.

As soon as we shut the car doors Justin spun around as quickly as he could. "Wait Sarah where are you going?" He asked frantically, while pushing Selena away.

"Home." I hissed. "Where. Else?"

And with that I started quickly walking down the long drive way. Two heartbreaks in one day. YAY! How exhilarating. I didn't notice I had been crying until the tear drop that was cascading down my cheek, finally hit the ground. "SARAH WAIT" Bella's frightened voice scream out behind me.

"JUSTIN'S HURT. BAD."

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