13 Reasons Why Imagines

Justin Foley - I Came Back For You

Requested: Hello! Could you do a Justin Foley x Reader one where Justin has returned to school but the two of you have broken up after Bryce assaulted her and Justin did nothing? Basically in Jess' POV.. thanks!

A/N: i basically just did the lunchroom scene so it's quite short hope this is what u meant tho :))

Warning: mention of rape

You were sitting in the lunch room with Clay, Alex, Zach and Jess like you did every day. 

"I told you Clay...it's not up to you whether I tell the world about Bryce," you sighed, getting frustrated at the boy sitting across from you who was relentless and adamant that he had a say in your situation.

He had no idea what it was like to be raped, and to constantly pressure you into feeling like you had to tell people and go after Bryce, well it pissed you off and upset you that he was so insensitive, even if he didn't mean to be.

"Listen (Y/N), it's the only way to bring Bryce d-....oh shit," Clay said, but his eyes were led astray as the whole cafeteria went silent, only the noise of people whispering to each other could be heard.

You looked over to what Clay and everyone else was so focused on and your eyes landed on your ex-boyfriend, Justin Foley. The boy who had let his best friend rape you when he was supposed to love and protect you. The boy who tried to justify what he did to you at first but who you'd told to go to hell. The boy who you hadn't seen in five months because you'd told him you never wanted to see him again. Nevertheless, the boy you still, somehow even after everything, undoubtedly loved.

Justin stood there and stared at you with guilt-ridden eyes. He was a mess. You didn't want to care but you did. You cared about his health and why he looked the way he did, even if you didn't act it. He stood there, his hand clutching the strap of his school sports bag. His hair had grown out, making him look scruffier. He didn't look well and you wanted to know why, but at the same time you didn't care. He'd done something unforgivable, something you would never forget...so why did you still care?

"(Y/N)...I missed you, can we go somewhere else...to talk alone?" Justin began, his voice cracking the moment he opened his mouth.

You stood up from your seat, shaking your head, "No."

"(Y/N)...I'm so sorry, I'm so fucking sorry..." Justin said, his lip trembling.

"I came back for you...it's the only reason why I'm here." He said, sounding as broken as he looked.

"If you want me to stay...I promise you I'm here f-for good," he continued, his voice becoming shakier as he gripped the strap of his bag tighter, "look, if you want me to go...I'll go...forever this time..."

"You said that before," you replied, looking into his blue eyes that only showed remorse and regret.

"I...I tried to go away...I-I tried to forget about you...I tried so fucking hard...but I can't stop thinking about you," Justin said, his eyes tearing up and appearing more bloodshot than before.

"Yeah, I think about you too..." you said, it was the truth, you thought about him every day.

Justin's face seemed to light up ever so slightly on hearing that, his facial expression conveying hope that you might forgive him and ask him to stay.

"And I wish you were dead," you finished. Your arms were crossed and your eyes threatened to spill tears as well.

At this point the whole lunchroom was watching the two of you, the sight of Justin shocking everyone.

"I-I'm sorry," Justin shook his head, his voice barely audible, the hurt in his eyes making you want to take back everything you'd said, "I didn't mean to hurt you more..."

Justin slowly turned around, facing defeat until he was staring right at Bryce who'd left his spot from the jock table and was standing right in front of him.

"You..." Justin said, the anger he had towards Bryce evident in his voice.

Before Justin could say or do anymore, he collapsed onto his bag on the floor.

"Justin!" You exclaimed, your care for the boy getting the best of you.

Tony and Clay rushed to his side and began to shake him awake. You simply stood there, not knowing what to do. You wanted to make sure he was okay, you wanted to know what was wrong with him, but you knew you couldn't. You couldn't care for him like that, not after what he did, no matter how many times he apologised.

The two of them helped Justin up to his feet, one of his arms around the other's neck as they helped him walk. You stood there, the tears now streaming down your face as you saw him so helpless and hurt. You grabbed your bag and hurried out of the cafeteria, not being able to take it any longer, how were you ever supposed to be around him again, but how was it possible that you still cared for him...loved him?