<Two Months Later>
[Justin]
Two months...
Two fucking months without her. I can't handle not having her. I know I fucked up, but I never thought she'd leave.
Thinking about her fucks me up even worse. It's like my life has been destroyed.
Fuck!
I can't do this. I need to get her back. I've tried to call her. I've text her. I've tried talking to my mom about her. But there's nothing.
My mom says she doesn't want to talk to me. She has my mom bring Amelia to come see me. And that hurts. But she has every right to hate me. She gave me three years of her life.
And I blew it.
"Justin! Amelia is up!" My mom screams downstairs. I jump off the couch, heading to my room where Amelia was laying in my bed.
"What the matter princess?" I coo going to pick her up. Her cries subside as I sit in the bed with her, rocking her gently.
"You hungry?" I ask as if she could actually respond. She looks up at me with her brown eyes. She was so sweet and innocent. She had no idea how bad I had fucked up. And she still loves me. I smile sadly, not really wanting to cry in front of her.
"Daddy loves you." I say kissing her forehead. She closes her eyes laying on my chest. I rub her back, kissing her head as she softly breathed.
My thoughts drift to Leeanne.
I know she's hurting. And I'm the cause of it.
Usually I could fix this. But at this point...
I'll have to put it in god's hands and pray for a miracle.
[Leeanne]
Since Amelia was with Justin, I decided to just rest. Something I really needed.
It's been two long agonizing months without Justin. And I thought it would be easy. But it's not.
As much as I hate to admit it, I miss him. But I hate him. I hate what he has done to me and us.
I feel like it's mostly my fault. I put too much into us and he wasn't putting in enough.
We hadn't had sex in months. And it was partly because he was fucking them. It hurt to know that he went to someone else to fulfill his needs.
Thinking about it made me want to throw up.
"Lee? You okay?" I hear my friend Jessie asks.
"Yeah... I'm fine." I sigh, my eyes closed.
"Leeanne, don't lie to me." She warns.
"I'm not Lyin."
"Girl please... I can tell you are."
"Jess... Please. I don't want to get into this, alright?" I groan.
"Okay." She gives up. "I'm getting ready to go. You need anything?"
"No. But call me when you make it home, okay?" I say.
"Okay. Love you." She says before going out the door.
When it closes, I let out a soft sob. She knew me so well. No I wasn't okay. I just hate being asked that all the time, and for the past two months, everyone was asking me that.
I feel my phone vibrate and I see a tweet notification.
@justinbieber: I love you. I miss you. And although I've messed up. I want to make it right. Please just let me.
No. I won't fall for this again.
If he really wants this to work, he's going to have to fight with everything he has in him. He needs to show me he loves and wants me and Amelia.
And I mean it.
(A/n: by the way, Justin's not famous in this. He's a normal guy with a normal life:)
