Justin Bieber Dirty Imagines

Bad Boyfriend part 3!

gonna write more of my own.

It has been three years since i left Justin. Three years since I thought about ending my own life, three years since i stopped talking to my sister.. and a lot has changed.

My chestnut brown hair now reached my stomach, my stomach was more toned, my butt now what some people would call "a bubble butt" my boobs stayed at a solid c cup. Once i left justin i started working out, to forget all of the pain i had went through with that man.

It helped. It did, but ive realized that i cant run away from it.

It was a rainy day in West Virginia, it was practically flooding when my dog Pretzel wanted to go outside, i gave him a side glance.

"Pretzel hun. You are scared of water. Why do you want to go outside?" I laughed, he barked, boldly standing at the door waiting for me to open it; so i did— and he ran. Like the little baby Pretzel he is.

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It was now two am, the rain has yet to stop— the hail was hitting my windows so hard i felt they would break. I took a deep breath, and laid back down with Pretzel. He was whining, scared of the noise. And at this point; i was too.

I was almost asleep when suddenly a loud noise broke throughout my house; i screamed— only to open my eyes to see a giant tree laying in my room.

It had broke my roof, i was getting rained on. The entire side of the house was destroyed.

I grabbed Pretzel and ran to my car, my dog, and my phone being the only thing i needed i called 911.

"Hello 911 whats your emergency?"

"Uh... a t-tree a TREE JUST FELL THROUGH MY HOUSE!" I screamed, the dispatcher gasped.

"Help is on the way."

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A few minutes later the fire department pulled up, i was happy; until i saw a familiar head of hair get out of the truck.

"Since when is he a firefighter?" I whispered to myself, i looked towards the ground.

I was a mess. He could not see me like this.

Suddenly he appeared in front of me, "hello Miss. my name is Justin, i am here to help you."

I laughed, really really loud. My heart still ached but i acted like it didnt.

"Help me? You caused this." I laughed, "what?" He questioned; i looked up at him. His mouthed formed an "o" shape. He looked surprised.

"A-Anahi?" He mumbled, i got out of my car. Leaving pretzel in there with the windows cracked, he was fast asleep.

"If you would excuse me Justin, i have to figure out where me and my son are going to live." I spat, his eyes widened.

"S-s-son?! You have a son? Is he mine?!" He whisper shouted, i rolled my eyes; opening the car door he looked in to see Pretzel. He glared at me.

"We can help you find a place to stay. Call your ma? She wont mind. She loves you. Always wanted you to leave me and stay with her." He chuckled, i frowned slightly.

"I cant call her."

"Why not?"

"I just can't."

"But why?"

"Because there is no number to call heaven! I mean i can call her old phone, see if someone picks up. But ive called it so many times, ive left so many voicemails asking her to just please pick up!" I cried, my hands started to shake. My world started to turn black and before i knew it. I was out.

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I woke up, it was still rainy outside; no birds were chirping— it was freezing in the room i was in, whos room am i in?

The small tank top i had on last night was still on; the little shorts were showing off more of my legs than i wanted them to while being in a strangers house.

And then I realized, this was my old room.

The one i shared with Justin.

I walked downstairs, no one was home.

I decided to get my shoes and my son and leave, i turned around only to hit something hard. A chest.

"Where are you going?" A deep raspy morning voice questioned me; i took a deep breath. Feeling my insides melt at every word he spoke; he could get me wet within one second. And he did.

"Home." I spoke, he chuckled.

"You are home. As of right now."

I scoffed, he thought he was so hilarious didnt he?

"Fuck you."

"You look really different." He mumbled staring me down like a hunter would his prey, i shuttered, his eye roaming made me want to attack him.

"Your hair is so long, it reaches your beautiful hips." He purred, waterfalls.

"Your ass. You are so thick." He groaned, "what happened to my small little girl?" He questioned, I shrugged glaring at him.

"She left a long time ago."

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The day lasted forever. Justin made a lot of valid points about how i had no where to go, and no one to stay with. Except for him.

I was laying on the couch when a thought came into my mind, he hurt me. That is no lie. He made me hate myself. Made me think I wasn't good enough. Maybe its time i do the same thing to him.

It was now 12am, Justin just got home: drunk— and smelling of weed.

Justin was never this way when we were together.

He came into the guest room and jumped onto the bed with me, giggling and acting as if i was his.

I pushed him away; "i love you" he cried grabbing onto my thigh.

I cried too, because even though i knew it was a lie... i wanted it to be true.

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smut tomorrow:)