"Sasha, breathe, you need to breathe" Dr. Hall whispered.
He rubbed my back as I collected my thoughts. I was hurting, he caused me to be like this. Barely a person. He chose Selena; I had to choose myself. The salt water leaked from my eyes.
"I'm sorry", I apologized. I wiped my tears and cleared the lump in my throat.
"Don't be, it's good to cry rather than bottle up these emotions, Sasha" Dr. Hall handed me a box of tissues.
"Do you want to tell me what happened", I shook my head. I felt my phone vibrate again. I was scared to look, not prepared to see another picture that would break my heart. It wasn't fair. I wasn't an emotional garbage disposal, he couldn't just drop his emotional baggage on me and expect me to be alright. Maybe I was depressed. Was I even stable?
"She sent me a picture of Justin in bed with her, he didn't have a shirt on, she didn't look decent enough to—it just hurts to see him choose her. They had sex, he feels something for her. It just hurts. He went over there to drop off her bags but he stayed the night. He lied to me. He went to her house for more than a fucking bag", I began to shake. I was angry. Angry at myself, at Justin, at Selena, at the world.
"He chose Selena over me" I whispered.
My phone vibrated again. I took the tissues and wiped my tears. I looked at my phone again and saw a text from Za to come over to Justin's. Justin texted me that if I needed a ride to his house. Acting out of anger, I sent a no and that I wasn't home. Then I texted Za that I was busy. I decided to ignore Justin; I muted his dumb ass.
Za instantly texted back.
Za: doing what?
Me: I'm out with Aaron.
Za: Who dat????
I was extremely irritated, I didn't want them to know where I was. I was technically hanging out with someone named Aaron. Dr. Hall was Aaron, but nobody would exactly call this "hanging out", it was more of a financial meeting if anything.
Me: My Friend.
I knew Justin was texting through Za, asking him who Aaron was. Za was like my older brother, but Justin liked to act like an overprotective father when it came to other people he didn't know. I was so sick and tired of Justin wanting to know every little detail about my life, I was fucking busy, I didn't have all the time in the world for only Justin Bieber.
He was selfish, and I just wanted to hurt him as he hurt me. It was my turn to be selfish for once. I was no one's second choice and he is going to have to learn that the hard way. I'm done with feeling under-appreciated. I know my worth, and the way he has been casting me to the side is completely unacceptable. He had so much entitlement for a white man. He can't just assume that I'm his whenever he wants. I was done playing this game.
Dr. Hall was right, I needed to take matters into my own hands, I controlled my future and secondly if I wanted something I would have to go and get it myself. Fuck Justin Bieber.
I toss my phone aside and continue ranting about how much Justin's behavior irked me.
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Justin's POV
"Who the fuck is Aaron?" I asked in confusion.
Sasha didn't talk to anyone besides me and our friends. How did they even meet? All these questions began forming in my head.
She was supposed to hang out with us. We haven't been together for two weeks, and that was too long to be away from her. She was my right hand, my best friend. I just click when I'm around her. I felt myself missing her presence.
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I Can't Make You Love Me (Justin Bieber Fanfiction) (BWWM)
Teen FictionSasha Leif, the depressed child of a famous dead singer, tries to navigate her deepening love for her best friend, Justin Bieber. Things become heated when Justin realizes Sasha is now a woman and no longer the little girl he grew up with, where he...