We'll Be Okay Baby - A Justin Bieber Love Story - Book Two

Chapter Six - The Soul Aches

Chapter Six - The Soul Aches

(8) Anything by Example

Justin's P.O.V.

"Right, you're on in ten Justin, get ready" Scrappy says.

"Cool" I nod my head.

He smiles then leaves again.

I fall back onto the couch.

 It's been a week. I haven't heard from Bonnie. Not even once. I have no idea what's happening with her and I hate it. 

I understand she wanted this, I'm just wondering if she ever thought that it would hurt this much. I wonder if she feels anything at all. 

"Let's go people, let's go!" I hear someone call outside my room.

So I get up too, take a deep breath and exit the room.

Bonnie's P.O.V.

"Bonnie don't you think it would be a good idea to change clothes?" I look up at mum and the look on her face is almost frightened.

I smile at her weakly. She has been trying to coax me out of Justin's t-shirt for the past week. I probably look like a mess considering the fact that it has a cookie dough stain right down the middle, the remains of me watching 'Love Actually' two days ago.

I sigh loudly and stand up, "okay, I'll go shower too."

"Finally!" Fabian calls from the coach, "no offence sis but you have began to smell."

"Shut up" I say chucking my empty box of raisins at him, "I still smell better than you do when you come back from football practice!"

"You wish" he chuckles, throwing the box back in my direction. 

I jump out of the way to avoid it, "ha!" I exclaim.

"Just go shower Bonnie" mum says picking the box up.

"I am, I am" I say raising my hands in surrender.

Once safely behind the closed doors of the bathroom, I slide down it to the floor and bury my face in my hands.

It has been a week since I told Justin it would be a good idea to go on a break. I had no idea that it would cost this much of my health, when it was already fragile. I thought I could be strong enough to handle letting Justin go alone and with coping with losing the baby. However, it is not so. The fact that I haven't showered since last week should do you justice in understanding. 

I actually can't believe how low I have sunk.

It takes me a little while before I stand up, strip and get into the shower. 

I turn the hot water on and it's like it had never before touched my skin. I can feel my muscles un-knotting and my skin beginning to breathe. I turn my head up towards the spray and stay like that till I need to catch a breath. 

My phone begins to ring on the other side of the curtain but I ignore it. This is my time.

I lather shampoo into my hair and massage my scalp in circular motions and it's like a soul cleansing. All the bad thoughts, the regrets, the anger just... evaporates. 

Why didn't I just have a shower sooner?

10 minutes later.

I get out the shower, dry myself, wrap the hair up in the tunnel and pull on my nightgown. 

My phone rings again. It's Pattie.

"Hi?" I say shakily into the phone.

"Hi Bonnie" she says, she sounds relieved.