Broken: Sequal To Losing Me

Chapter Twenty-five

"Broken" Chapter 25

Selena’s P.O.V

I was on my way back from a long hour of law class and I was tired out of my mind. I pretty much had to drag myself up the stairs to the apartment. Remind me next time when I think of getting an apartment, to be on the first floor.

I finally reached our floor and walked to our door when I heard giggling coming form behind the door. I scrunched my eyebrows together and just listened for a minute,

“Oh Justin your so funny!” a girl said. The fuck? There was more giggling and I couldn’t take it anymore. I put the key in the slot and unlocked the door and pushed it open. Justin was sitting on the couch with a girl who had somewhat long brown hair and a fake tan and way, way too much eye make up. Justin sure brings home the strays, but I’m always the one who throws them back outside,

“Hey babe” he said smiling. I looked at him and tilted my head to the side slightly and squinted my eyes a little in confusion

“Hey” I said skeptically and more as a question.

“This is Claire from my writing class” he said. The girl looked at me and gave me the up down look and then gave me a fake smile.

The. Fucking. Nerve.

Why does everyone want to go after my boyfriend? Will someone please, please explain that to me,

“Hi” I said sarcastically, giving the same fake smile back. Justin gave me the look as if to say ‘be nice’ and I just gave him the ‘shut the fuck up’ look back. Justin and I are very good at talking to each other simply through our eyes, it’s a very good quality to obtain in a relationship if I do say so myself.

“We’re just going over the study guide for a test” he said. I didn’t look at him, I just nodded my head.

“Yeah, Justin is so funny” Claire said. I just looked at her and raised one eyebrow,

“Really, I had no idea” I said sarcastically. She just kinda gave me a glare. They continued to talk over their ‘study guide’ and Claire was clearly flirting with Justin right in front of me as I sat at the kitchen counter making myself something to eat. And she was even touching his arm, yeah she took it thatfar. And the most aggravating part was that he wasn’t even shrugging her off!

“Ya know I think I’m just gonna go to Amber’s or something. I’ll see you later kay? Cool bye!” I said, clearly with irritation in my voice. Justin snapped his head up towards me and looked at me confused. I just gave him the intense death stare and shook my head.

“Bye bye!” Claire said. And with that I walked out the door, semi slamming it on my way out. I walked over to Ambers and pounded on the door. I was expecting Amber but instead Andrew answered.

“Hey bud” he smiled. I pushed past him and groaned,

“Why is it that every time some girl comes around, they feel the need to flirt with Justin right in fucking front of me? And the the thing the bothers me the most is why doesn’t he stop it? Especially when I’m standing there watching the whole fucking thing?” I yelled and threw my arms down at my side, slapping them against my legs.

“Is something wrong?” Andrew asked and walked over to me.

“Yes! Yes something is wrong!” I said dramatically. I went over into theirrefrigerator and pulled out the bottle of wine and poured myself a reasonable amount. Wine calms me down in times like this, but let’s just make it clear, I am not an alcoholic of any sort.

“I just don’t get it! You would think that he would notice a girl flirting with him in the way that she giggles at anything and everything he says and is always touching him and that fuckery! I’m the one that laughs at his nothing-ness even when it’s not funny! I’m the only one who can touch him constantly and flirt with him! But no! He let’s some girl come in and do all of that right in front of me without any attempt to stop it!” I said, taking a big sip of the wine.

“Alright, let’s put the wine down” Andrew said, taking the wine glass out of my hand, “And let’s sit down and talk about this calmly and in a proper manner” he said, leading me over to the couch.

“If Amber was here she would have been having a glass of wine with me and encouraging me to yell out my feelings and drink! That’s the way girls get their anger out and frustration when it comes to guys! None of this Dr.Phil business!” I said and sat down on the couch.

“Well first, I’m not Amber. And second, we need to find a better way for you to go about these situations, and lastly, take a deep breath” he said. I inhaled through my nose deeply and breathed out of my mouth.

“Now tell me what’s wrong” he said.

“Well, I come home from class and I hear this giggling and shit coming from my room. So I stand out there for a little and listen and keep hearing ‘oh Justin your so funny ha ha ha’ shit like that right? So then I go in and there’s this chick named Claire sitting so close to him on the couch that she might as well just have sat in his lap. And she had her hand on his arm and was leaning into him, showing off her barely there boobs, ya know, like the sluts do in movies and shit. But then he doesn’t even try to stop it! Even when I came in! And he was laughing along as well! He gave me the look to be nice and I was going to be nice until she gave me the ‘bitch up down’ look practically saying ‘he’s mine’ when he’s actually mine in the first place!” I explained.

“Bud, you know Justin wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.” Andrew said, rubbing my back comfortingly.

“I know. But he could at least have the decency to tell her to stop or at least scoot away from her. Especially when I’m standing right there.” I sighed.

“He probably doesn’t even notice it.” he said.

“It’s pretty hard not to notice a girl throwing themselves at you” I said.

“Who is this Claire girl?” he asked.

“Some bitch in his writing class. They’re going over some study guide I guess. But last time I checked, giggling and constant touching is not studying. Only I’m allowed to do that with him when we study” I said.

“Are you going to talk to him about it?” he asked.

“I don’t know” I sighed deeply.

“Well if you do, just don’t yell” he said chuckling. I giggled,

“I can’t promise you anything.” I said.

I sat around with Andrew for an hour or so. We were watching ESPN when myphone went off and I saw I had two new texts,

From:Boyfriend<3

Why are you pissed? You didn’t need to be a smartass to Claire.

From:Boyfriend<3

Where are you?

The first text pissed me off. I stood up quickly and turned to Andrew. He sighed,

“Just be civil please” he said. He knows me so well.

“We’ll see about that.” I said and walked out of their room and down the hall to mine. I didn’t need to be a smartass to Claire my ass! I’m his girlfriend! This is just dumb fucking stupid fuckery nonsense!