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Words Hurt

Angelica's POV

I had a pounding headache and I was tired, all I did was work out. I laid on the couch watching an old episode of Spongebob. Grace sat on the floor staring at the screen with a teething ring in her mouth. She loves this show.

Justin walked in listening to music on his phone, his jeans were below his ass making me smile. Does he ever pull his pants up?

He grabbed a water bottle then sat down beside me, my feet in his lap. Grace giggled when Justin pulled her to his chest, awe moment.

She touched his cheek then nose then poked him in the eye, hey don't pull her away from her favorite TV show.

Justin winced and tried not to swear, I couldn't help but laugh because he was struggling.

He sighed and grabbed my foot then started to tickle me making me squeal. I tried getting away but he pulled me back in, Grace even joined.

I was dying of laughter, "Stop" I yelled.

"Mmm no"

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I sighed angrily for the 500th time today, my dad decided to invite us over for the weekend. Ugh please Lord help me.

I sat at the dining table, swaying my feet back and fourth. Grace was getting attention from Kate and Justin was having a man to man conversation with my dad.

So I am alone on my phone.

It all of a sudden went black on the screen, did it really just die on me? "Fuck" I said "Angelica! Don't swear" My dad screamed, everyone turned to me. I muttered swear words under my breath, "Angelica go to your room"

He has got to be kidding me.

"Go now!"

He's not kidding.

"Justin" I whispered, he gave me a "I'm sorry" look but I know he's probably on my dads side. What a trader.

I huffed and stomped upstairs like a child. I sat on the floor with nothing to do.

Hearing they were having dinner, I decided to look around upstairs. I quietly walked out then heard Justin laugh making me smile. I saw my dad's computer. Mmmh wonder what he does on it.

I searched through the history; How to make cupcakes, Cats, Socks, Angelica Star.

I furrowed my eyebrows and clicked on my name. It took me to Google with my name in the search bar. Several articles came up about my weight, I clicked on the newest one.

Angelica Star has recently been seen outside and it seems like she still hasn't dropped that baby weight but she gave birth in October and it's August.

With someone who likes to workout,Justin, wouldn't you think she would lose some pounds? Maybe she is pregnant again.

Justin has been hanging out with model Yovanna Ventura, someone who is fit. All we have to say is that "Jovanna" sounds alot better than "Justelica" or whatever it is.

Tell us your opinion in the comments below.

I held my breath, scared to read the comments but I did anyways. After that I read all the other articles and their comments as well as tweets. Many tweets.

By the end of it I was staring at the mirror picking at my stomach, arms, legs.

I had to sit on the bed in my room before breaking down in tears. All of them called my fat but I'm trying to work out and lose weight but it's hard.

I changed into a oversized sweatshirt and sweatpants to cover my body, I stared to do different types of exercises, I was sweating but I was determined. I needed to lose weight.

Justin came in the room when I was panting on the ground. "Babe, c'mon lets go to sleep" He smiled and layed next to me. His hazel eyes trying to keep eye contact with my blue ones. "N-no I have to work o-out" I muttered and pulled myself into pushup position. His warm hand crawled on my inner thigh, I slapped it away but fell on my stomach.

"Angie, what's wrong? This isn't like you"

I sighed heavily trying not to break down. I moved onto his lap and snuggled my face into the crook of his neck just loving the warmth and security his body gave mine. His hands rubbed my back and he was giving my neck kisses. Even if I was sweaty.

He was whispering sweet things into my ear and would kiss my lips every now and then and just how fast those things about me came into my mind, it left and was replaced with Justin's words. Every sweet thing that came out of that Canadian boy.

After a while he fell asleep with his head on my breasts. I ran my fingers through his hair and stared down at my body. I will not change for anyone even though words hurt.