Whiskey, Trust, & Everything In Between: A Justin Bieber Love Story

Chapter Two

*A/N: Hey guys! Please read the bottom A/N.*

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~Chapter 2~

It's been a week since I last talked to Josh, or anyone for that matter. I mainly stayed in my room, only leaving the comfort of my bed when it was absolutey necessary. 

I'd been spending my days wallowing in self pity, and the only way I seemed to cope was by self-harming. I know it was wrong, but it helped. It numbled me in a way. The only pain I felt was the sting of the cut.

It was still hard to wrap my head around the situation. I guess you could say I was in a bit of denial, but how would you feel if the person who was helping you stay strong was also breaking you down?

Suddenly a loud knock at my door interupted my reverie. I quickly threw on a long sleeve shirt in hopes of covering my cuts.

"Remy, open the door. I know you're in there." My best friend Destiny said.

Wiping away the stray tears that had fallen free, I opened the door.

"Hi." I managed to say in a weak voice.

"Oh Remy." Destiny sighed, enveloping me into a hug.

"I'm okay." 

"You sure?" She asked walking towards my bed, and taking a seat.

"No, but I will be. Eventually." I sighed, taking a seat next to her.

"So, I was thinking that we could have a GNO tonight. Just have some fun."

I thought about what she said. A girls night out was exactly what I needed to get out of my funk.

"I guess." I finally said. "What should we do?"

"There's a club that just opened on Sunset Boulevard. I think it's called Libertine." She winked at me.

I instantly perked at the word club. "Sounds like a plan." I smiled back.

~2 Hours Later~

My outfit: Polyv.re/RbCIiv 

After getting dressed, and curling my brunnette hair, I began to put my usual make-up on, which basically consisted of mascara. Once I was done I examined myself in the mirror. The dress I wore hugged my curves perfectly, and my hair looked fabulous as it rested against my lower back. I had to admit; I looked stunning.

Stepping out of the bathroom, I turned to Destiny. "What do you think?"

"You look sexy!" She beamed at me.

"That's what I was going for."

My plan for tonight was simple. Get drunk.

"Alright, I think that's everything. LET'S GO!" 

I laughed at Destiny's excitment, feeling my own excitement rise for what was about to come.

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Twenty minutes later and I was downing my sixteenth shot. My mind was fuzzy, and my body felt numb; but God did I feel amazing. Destiny sat next to me with an amused expression on her face. 

"Can I have another shot?!" I slurred.

"Nope! Now it's time to find you a guy!" Destiny smiled as she grabbed my arm, and procceded to drag me across the dance floor.

I soon found myself standing in front of a really hot guy. He was a couple inches taller than me, with dirty blonde hair, but what caught my atttention the most was his eyes. They appeared to be three different shades of brown all at once. I was mesmorized.

"Hey, my name's Justin." He smiled at me, flashing his perfectly straight teeth.

"I'm drunk." I smiled back up at him.

He chuckled. "Wanna dance?"

"I'd love to!" I hicupped, following Justin onto the dance floor.

*A/N: So i changed chapter two up a bit. I just wasn't impressed with the way it had turned out, but its a little bit better now. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. PLEASE COMMENT, VOTE, AND FAN. MUCH LOVE. THANKS.*