New Beginnings. Chapter 26: This Is It.

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It got thousands of likes right away, but of course some nasty comments to follow. I wasn't even bothered by it anymore, but I didn't fight back either. People called me a whore and told me that I was cheating on Justin, little did they know that we weren't even dating exactly like a normal couple.

TUESDAY, JANUARY 8TH, 2013

3:00PM

I arrived at my house after finishing a few hours and some shopping time and I tiredly sat down on the couch. My feet hurt and I just wanted someone to cuddle with me and rub them and eat chocolate and ice cream with me. I was annoyed by everyone at the moment, and I had to go to Owen's after school ended for him again! At least things went well, and he didn't try anything on me.

I turned on the TV and watched the news. I liked watching E! news and seeing Justin, because then I could be like 'hey, I dated him.'. Yeah, I was really weird. But still, he was on there like every day too, I wondered what it would be today! The only thing that sucked was that you couldn't hear news about Justin Bieber without hearing my name.

"Pop star Justin Bieber single yet again? Girlfriend, now ex, (YN) (YLN) posts picture of another guy on Instagram, and Justin's not happy. Sources say that Justin's completely done with her, what do you think?"

Wait, wait, wait. Repeat that again? Single? Ex? Upset? Completely done? Was he upset with me? I was really confused and worried, so I grabbed my phone and right away saw a text from Justin. I was scared to open it, but I had to eventually, so why not get it over with. I felt sick to my stomach just to see that he had texted me. My heart was racing and I was almost shaking.

Yeah, I hadn't changed his name because he still was to me.

FROM: My Baby<3

I see where we stand now, I guess this is it then.

Or maybe he wasn't my baby anymore. Did he just break up with me? I felt tears coming to my eyes as I stared at my phone in awe. I just couldn't believe that this had all happened over a picture that meant absolutely nothing. I-It was just a joke, we were just friends, and Justin wouldn't ever know because now he was going to ignore and hate me forever. I dialed his number again and again but he kept rejecting it. I could understand why, but I was still upset that he wouldn't want to talk. Maybe E! Online was right for once. Justin is completely done with me.

I set my phone down and laid down on the couch, covering my face with my hands and wiping away tears. I didn't know who to turn to anymore, Justin was practically the only person who I wanted to talk to right now, and I couldn't. He hated me.

I called Owen, and he answered right away.

"Hey, are you alright, are you crying?" he asked right away.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I tried covering up my sniffles, "I can't come over today, maybe tomorrow."

"That's fine, I'll see you at school okay?"

"Kay, thanks, bye."

I hung up the phone and laid back down. Now what to do? I couldn't just magically make Justin answer my calls or texts, I wish I could though. I had to get a hold of him somehow though, send him a message in some way. I just couldn't think straight though.

I went straight to twitter and checked his immediately. He had been tweeting, and it was about me, obviously:

@justinbieber: at least I've got my fans...

@justinbieber: I miss you, but I can't anymore #musicjournals...

@justinbieber: my inspiration is you....

I thought that they were about me at least. I had to get him back somehow, I had to get his attention somehow. If I could just make him see that I missed him, that I wanted him. Nobody else, just him.

I grabbed my phone again and called Fredo. It rang and rang, and I thought that he'd never answer. It was guy code to not have any contact with your best friends ex, but come on, this was the only way.

"Hello?" he said.

"Fredo, is Justin ignoring me?" I asked right away.

"I, uh, have to go. I'll talk to you later, kay? Bye."

He hung up right before I could say anything more and I became frustrated. I'd never get his attention, he probably blocked my number by now anyways. I began to slightly tear up again, knowing that Justin and Fredo were ignoring me now.

I decided to text him, explain to him everything that had happened. Explain that I still loved him. Tell him that I needed him.

TO: Justin

I know you're pissed, but I just wanted to say that it was a joke. I never intended to hurt you, and I never would. Justin, I know you think I don't care, but I do. I love you, and even though you won't care, it won't hurt to tell you.

I sent the text and it was delivered. I waited for it to say read, but I spent too much time waiting. He was never going to read it anyways, why bother? After about ten minutes, I gave up completely.

I sighed and locked my phone. I had to give up on him, even though he meant the world to me. But this was it.

*JUSTIN'S POV*

I had to get my anger and sadness out somehow, so I started tweeting. I made it so that it sounded like I was talking about my fans, but I really was talking about (YN). The only people to understand would be my fans, so i spoke to them. One of them would decipher the meaning eventually, but for now they were happy, so I was trying to be. Replying to their tweets and seeing them happy. At least it got a smile on my face, just barely, but it counted. I broke up with her, and yet I regretted it. I wanted her back, but it was too late now. Besides, she had obviously moved on. I read all of her texts, she said that she was sorry, and to call her, but I couldn't. What could she possibly explain about that? My life ruined hers, and I couldn't change mine for her, even though I would if I could.

I sat in the plane, on my way to Tulsa, checking (YN)'s twitter, instagram, and Facebook. Nothing new on Facebook, or instagram. But her twitter: @(yourusername): I'm so sorry … 

@(yourusername): music is only a getaway when you can listen without memories flowing back … 

@(yourusername): Cher Lloyd's Want You Back is my anthem right now(;.

I like how she put humor into the last one, it actually made me laugh and smile. Fredo sat down next to me and glanced at what I was doing.

"You miss her, huh?" he asked.

"Yeah, but it's over now." I whispered.

Just as I locked my phone and Fredo left, I felt it vibrate again. I checked it right away, seeing that (YN) sent me a pretty long message. I was debating for a while whether to read it or not, but I'd read ever other one of her messages. I opened it awhile later: I read through it multiple times, because I could hear her voice as I did. I smiled and typed a message back, but deleted it instead of sending it. I couldn't reply now, now that I had broken up with her. I broke her heart. It was odd, we loved each other still, but neither of us knew how to approach the situation. I just wanted her back in my arms as I sat in the plane, it's the only thing that would make me happy again. But this was it.

New Beginnings. Chapter 25: Lost In Confusion.

Hi ladies! I have to answer your questions here because it won't let me comment); but Marissa, you asked if I was going to stay with (YN) and yes I will. Also thanks, that comment literally just made my day. All of them do<3 you guys inspire me to do this, and just seeing that you take the time to put a comment makes me happy. Just a comment changes my mood<3 also, I will be posting twisted on here, and I'll do that soon after this story hopefully.<3

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I texted Fredo though, telling him that it was my new number, and I soon regretted that because that was right before I got a text from Justin saying: I got your message, I still love you and hope to see you soon.

Ugh, why did he have to tell him even though he should've known in the first place? Great, now I had to figure out where Justin and I were.

MONDAY, JANUARY 7TH, 2013

7:00AM

A week or so had passed and I was already back in normal high school Nothing had changed, no cliques or anything. I was sort of surprised, but wasn't at the same time.

I walked into the school with Lauren and Lexi. It was my first day back and I was already ahead in my curriculum so I only had to stay for a few hours. People looked at me and smiled and waved and yelled my name from across the hall, I just replied with hellos and smiles. It seemed like I had instantly become popular, because I was Justin's girlfriend, or ex, I didn't know yet really..

Oh, yeah, speaking of that, I hadn't texted Justin back last week, and I still won't. I can't let myself give in and talk to him. He hasn't tried contacting me, or had people try to contact me for him. I'd talked to Fredo a few times, but he just called to see how I was doing.

Anyways, everyone was so nice to me. Freshman and sophomores would walk up to me and tell me that I'm amazing and beautiful and even ask me to hang out! I just kind of tried to ignore it, but it was hard to reject people! I felt loved though, but I just really needed my real friends. The others just wanted to be in the spotlight, to be seen with me.

When we stopped at our lockers, we began gossiping and they told me everything that had happened while I was gone. There was a lot surprisingly.

"OMG, and guess who likes you?" Lauren said.

"Someone likes me?" I said questionably.

"Everyone likes you baby! You're famous! And remember Owen, yes the hot one, he likes you!"

"For one, thousands of people hate me. For two, Owen, Owen McCullough?"

"Uh, yeah!" Lexi yelled.

"Well I can't be with him, so it doesn't matter to me, AT ALL!"

"Oh come on, you and Justin are over, right?"

"Yes, no, I don't know!"

"Then you can be with Owen, he's perfect for you!"

I rolled my eyes and closed the locker. I picked up my books from the ground just as the first bell rang. We all slowly walked to class and talked more about Owen, who ironically was in our homeroom.

I just denied liking him the whole time. But when I started really thinking about it, maybe Justin didn't care about me, and that's why he hadn't called or texted me at all. He'd probably moved on...

I sat down in my classroom and opened turned to my left to talk to Lauren. She was all happy and jumpy and acting funny.

"Why are you acting like that?" I asked with a laugh.

"Look who just walked in." she squealed.

Owen had just walked through the door and to me, it seemed like one of those movies where the guy walks in the classroom in slow motion and the wind blows through his hair and he smiles and his teeth sparkle. He kind of reminded me of Justin, in a weird way. I had only talked to him a few times before, at some parties actually. I had seen him at the party before I got kidnapped. He's a real nice kid too.

"Can I sit here?" he asked pointing to the desk behind me.

"Sure." I smiled.

I moved my legs and he sat behind me. Great, this was like a freaking movie. I hated it a lot, because I was afraid to get involved with another guy just yet, right when I didn't know if I was single or not. Hopefully not, because I hated being single. And Justin was the best guy and he was the cutest and he-

"So you came back?" Owen interrupted me thoughts.

I turned around and smiled at him. He had a wide smile on his face and his hair was messy/cute. He looked really attractive, I can't deny that.

"Yeah, I just missed this town and stuff. It gets sickening when your in a tour bus every night or in a plane." I giggled.

"Yeah."

The teacher walked in and quieted us down. He greeted me and handed me a few things that we'd be doing and been doing in class. There was a lot, but I had already finished all of it, besides the projects.

After the bell rang, I was still writing down what I had to do for the 3 projects that I had to make up. I was rushing and just as I stood up, I ran into Owen. All of my books fell to the floor and I felt clumsy. He knelt down and helped me pick them all up. I smiled and thanked him right away.

"No problem. I, uh, see that you have a lot of homework." he said as we walked out of the classroom.

"Yeah, just some projects."

"Those projects are pretty hard, I wouldn't mind helping if you need it. They are pretty hard, stop by my house after school and I'll help you."

"Oh, no, I'd hate to bother you."

"I insist, I'll text you my address." he said before turning towards the gym.

Before I could say anything, he waved by and turned and ran down the stairs into the locker rooms. I could really use the help, I just had to make sure that nothing happened while I was there. I didn't have feelings for Owen, and I never would have feelings for Owen, that was that.

I sat at home and around 3:30, I left for Owen's house. I figured that he'd be home by now, so I just left right away. He actually only lived a few blocks away from my house, only about a 2 minute drive. I stepped out of my car and walked up to the door to knock. Owen answered with a smile and invited me in right away.

"Did you bring poster boards and stuff?" he asked.

"Yup, I think I have it all." I said with a smile.

"Cool, let's just go into the living room. No ones home, so we won't be bothered."

He led me into a room and I set all of my stuff down. He had a pretty nice house, and I was glad that he didn't say 'let's go to my room' like most guys would.

We sat down and started working right away. He didn't try anything on me, just helped me with the project. He knew a lot about it too, I was sort of surprised. He kept smiling and staring at me though, and when we took a break, I noticed flirting.

"So Mr. McCullough, I heard that you have a little crush on me, is that true?" I asked taking a sip of iced tea.

"It just might be, but I know that you have a boyfriend, and I'm not like that."

"Well thanks for respecting that, but I don't exactly have a boyfriend..."

"So you are single?" he said cheerily.

"I'm not exactly single either, it's confusing." I admitted.

"Well, just let me know when you find out." he said with a smile.

We finished up our project and I laid on his living room floor staring up at the ceiling. Owen was sitting on the couch, playing on my phone. I had a feeling that he was taking pictures of himself, but I didn't really care.

When it was time for me to leave, he helped pack up my stuff and I got ready to leave. My hands were full as I slipped on my shoes at the door and opened the door.

"Don't I get a hug?" he asked.

"Fine, come here." I offered.

I held out my arms and he came up and hugged me. He really was a nice guy, nothing like you'd think.

When I got home, I was greeted by my crabby family, but I headed straight to my room. I went through my phone, checking out what Owen had did to it. I went through my pictures and he had taken about 20 of himself. I laughed to myself and went on Instagram. I posted a picture of him with the caption: #mancandymonday.

It got thousands of likes right away, but of course some nasty comments to follow. I wasn't even bothered by it anymore, but I didn't fight back either. People called me a whore and told me that I was cheating on Justin, little did they know that we weren't even dating exactly like a normal couple.

New Beginnings. Chapter 24: I Just Don't Know.

Hi guys! I posted my new video for my next story! I'll leave a link at the bottom of this story, but one little problem... I can't post my new story or the sequel to Blurred Perfection any time soon... I'm afraid that I have to take a break from the blog for a few days or even more. I hate it, that I can't post, but we don't have wifi anymore at my house and I can't connect to the Internet through my laptop, and my phone won't let me see your comments or load websites, hopefully you understand!

PREVIOUS CHAPTER: (JUSTIN'S POV)

I hung up the phone just after that and set it down beside me. How could I not worry? My girlfriend was gone and I was probably the most hated person in her world right now. I could barely even get my thoughts straight, let alone not worry.

I laid down and closed my eyes. Maybe sleeping would take my mind off of things.

TUESDAY, JANUARY 1ST, 2012

8:00AM

(YOUR POV)

I awoke the next morning and turned to my side and squeezed the duvet in my hand. Oh, that's right, Justin's not with me.. I sighed and sat up, scratching my head and looking around. Fredo kept his room completely messy, I just rolled my eyes and stepped out of bed.

When I walked into the living room, Fredo was already up(surprisingly) and making coffee. I smiled at him and sat down on the couch. Justin had probably told him everything already, so need to mention anything. He came and sat down across from me on the couch.

"Did you talk to Justin this morning?" I asked right away.

"Yeah... Are you really leaving?" he asked.

"I just need to see my family and be away from this for awhile. So, yes, maybe later today even, if I can get a flight."

He looked away and I sat in silence. It seemed as if nobody wanted me to leave, by the looks of it. But I had to! Nobody understood how much I needed this for myself. For once I'd like to do something for myself.

"I take it that he wanted to talk to me as soon as I get up?" I assumed.

Fredo nodded. I felt smart, but in reality, I just knew Justin really well. Without saying anything, I stood up and grabbed my stuff before leaving the room. He already knew where I was going, so I didn't need to say anything more.

I walked down our hall towards our room, my heart beating faster and faster. I was scared for what was to come, although I shouldn't be.

I slowly opened our door with the key that I had and walked in. I shut it behind me quietly and walked towards our bedroom. When I walked in, Justin was lying in bed still on his phone. He looked like a wreck; hair a mess, droopy eyes, face drained of expression.

As soon as he saw me, he stood and stared at me. We both weren't looking to good, but really, that didn't matter right now. There was a long period of silence before anybody spoke. It was dead silent, nothing could be heard.

"Just answer this one question," Justin began, "are we still together?"

His voice sounded painful, it hurt me. I didn't want to cry again today, no, I couldn't. I wasn't going to let myself go like that again in front of Justin.

"I don't know..." I said quietly.

My eyes could barely fill with tears before I blinked them away. Justin swallowed hard and I could see him just fall apart as we stood in the room.

"Are you leaving?" he asked.

"Yeah..." my voice cracked.

He sighed and looked away before walking right past me and out of the room. I felt my heart break, but I kept myself together and started packing. I went through all of my drawers and shoved everything into my bags. I called in for the nearest flight home, and I was ready to leave.

I brought my stuff into the living room, where Justin sat, and set it down. I couldn't speak to him, I had no idea how to approach the subject. He sat with his back towards me and I just couldn't handle this silence anymore. I silently took my stuff and left the room, left the hotel, left the state.

*JUSTIN'S POV*

I heard the door close and I knew that that was it. She was gone and there was nothing that I could do to stop her now. I took deep breaths and tried holding back my tears. I got up and headed into our bedroom, to see maybe if she left something, so that I had a reason to stop her form going.

But there was only one thing that was meant to stay. I walked over to the dresser and grabbed the pictures that were laying on it. I went through them, they were all pictures that we had taken in the past 3 months that we'd been together. Tomorrow was our 1 month anniversary, and she'd left today. I'd screwed up badly, I'd ended the best thing that had ever happened to me. I came to the last picture of us and behind it was a piece of paper. I began to read it.

Justin,

I still love you. I always will love you. Nothing will change that.

I smiled. Maybe I hadn't lost the best thing that had happened to me, maybe it was just temporary. I missed her already; her cute laugh, her stupid jokes that I still laughed at, just... her. I put the photos in my bag for safe keeping and went down to Fredo's room. He answered the door right away and I walked in.

"She's gone man." I said.

"You'll see her soon, don't worry."

*YOUR POV*

I arrived at home and although it was unexpectedly, my parents and brother were glad to see me. I was happy when I got home, I didn't even think about Justin once while I was with my family. But then of course there was my friends, who came over and brought him up in every sentence.

"So how's Justin?" Lexi asked right away.

"Yeah, why'd you leave anyways?" Lauren added.

"Justin's fine, I hope. And I just needed a break, we're kind of broken up at the moment..."

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" they both yelled.

I nodded innocently and looked away.

"Who broke up with who?"

"It wasn't exactly 'breaking up' it was more like a 'I left and nobody knows where our relationship stands but we still love each other' situation."

They both laughed. At least they found it humorous instead of freaking out on me. I made them stop talking about him after awhile because I started getting upset again. It's not like I didn't still miss him, because I definitely did, and that's why it hurt so much to hear his name. Because technically, we were broken up at the moment. Yet I wanted him back. Sometimes I made the dumbest decisions ever.

That day, I had to get a new phone, and my number changed. It wasn't that bad, but seriously, I couldn't let anybody have my number this time. I texted everybody in my contacts that was transferred over, telling them that this was my new number. Except Justin, I decided not to tell him at the moment. I didn't want to have any contact with him for a few days at least. If I did, I could guarantee that I'd be back with him by tomorrow. He could do that to a girl, and he knew it too.

I texted Fredo though, telling him that it was my new number, and I soon regretted that because that was right before I got a text from Justin saying: I got your message, I love you and hope to see you soon. Ugh, why did he have to tell him even thought he should've known in the first place? Great, now I had to figure out where Justin and I were.

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-Ana.

Black and white (imagine)

Everything is prettier in black and white. The world is so much easier, when there's no one around to give it color. When there's no one around me. No color. No humans. No love. Just me. You know what is really easy? Death. Death is easy. Stepping over this one step, feeling the last piece of insecurity rinse from my body and the last bit of doubt and worry wash away. Taking in a deep breath, I stood up on the rail of the bridge. The night was silent. The stars above me were my only witnesses. A soft wind blew and let my hair flow over my back. Sighing I closed my eyes leaning a bit forward.
"You don't want to do that?"
A husky voice spoke up behind me. The surprise sent me out of balance and a yelp sprung from my lips as I was tripping forward out in the lost nothing. A strong hand wrapped around my wrist pulling me back. Tumbling back I crashed into a hard chest.
"You don't want to do this"
I wrestled my wrist out of the stranger's grasp. Turning around I felt the angry tears rimming my eyes.
"This is none of your business"
I took a step back looking the stranger up and down. His body was framed and dressed in a pair of loose sweats with a plain t-shirt. Muscular arms were reaching out for me complimenting his begging, big, brown eyes. His lips were plumped and pink slightly parted so I could see his bright white teeth. Above his eyes a pair of perfect formed eyebrows were raised. The deep voice swiped over his lips once again.
"I know you don't want to do this. It's just a hard day"
"What do you know? You don't know anything about me!"
The tears welled down my cheeks and my whole body shook in frustrations.
"Come here"
His strong hands grabbed my upper arms pulling me closer.
"Don't touch me!"
I tried wrestling my self away from him, but he was too strong.
"Calm down sweetheart, I'll help you"
His words were calm and surrounded me in a feeling of.. of ... being cared about. Suddenly my walls broke down and I shoved myself in to his chest. He stumbled a bit back but it didn't took him long to hug me close to his chest. Nuzzling myself in to his embrace I cried my heart out. Softly he whispered down in my hair; letting me know everything was going to fall in place.
"I'm here for you baby, let me fix you"
Before I could say a word he had brought me up in my arms and carried me away from the bridge.
"I'll fix you baby, don't worry"
No more words needed to be said. I didn't know this stranger at all, but he just saved my life and I would owe him forever.

New Beginnings. Chapter 23: Don't Worry, They Say.

Well hi there. I've come to a conclusion about my new stories that I'm writing. I'm in the process of writing another story and I've made a trailer for that, and I'll be posting that one on this blog. As for blurred perfection, the sequel will be on the other blog. The trailer for my new story will be up tonight, so be sure to check my channel!

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I got into our hotel room and took off my jacket and laid in bed, still fully clothed. I could tell that Justin was going to be home soon, but for now I wanted to be alone.

I grabbed my phone and clicked the button on top. It was frozen, thousands of messages flowing in at once. No, not this, please tell me that Justin's fans hadn't gotten my number.

TUESDAY, JANUARY 1ST, 2013

12:30AM

'You're a slut!'

'I wish you would just die'

'Please do us all a favor and kill yourself'

'Justin should break your heart and date someone who would be worth his time'.

I stared at the messages before me, the ones that were frozen on the screen of my phone. I couldn't take my eyes off of all of these messages from random numbers. They really hated me. The feeling I had in my body was fear, pain. These people hated me and right now, I hated me too.

I just felt like disappearing and never returning. I couldn't explain how I felt, to anybody. It was just terrifying, the things these people said to me.

I threw my phone on the floor and turned on my side and pulled the blankets over my whole body. I just cried my eyes out. I couldn't hold anything in anymore like I had been before. These people literally made me feel like I was dead already, just with their words. I didn't even bother pulling myself together until I heard the hotel door open. I sniffled one last time and  wiped my tears on the blanket. I quickly wiped my makeup from my cheek onto my sleeve and sat up.

Justin eased the bedroom door open and popped his head in. He saw me and took a deep breath before pushing the door open and walking in. He sat down on the bed and stared at me. My jaw was shaking and my eyes were swollen from tears. I could barely speak up.

"You're mad at me for leaving, I know. I'm so sorry Justin, I just- I can't do this anymore." I said.

"You've been crying.." Justin said grabbing my chin and turning my face towards him.

He turned his head and looked at the ground. I could tell that he spotted my phone right away. He sighed and turned back towards me. He scooted closer to me and put his arm around me, making me want to cry even more.

"I told you not to look at their tweets." he said.

"Justin, it wasn't tweets. They got my number, I have thousands of messages on my phone right now and it's frozen." I explained.

He grabbed my phone and inspected it. It was frozen on different messages now, not that they were any better than the ones before.

"I'm so sorry, we'll get your number changed and we'll-"

"Justin stop. I-I just need some time by myself."

"I'll stay in Fredo's room tonight-"

"Not like that... Justin I need to go home. I miss my family, my friends, my normal life. I can't handle this right now, I think we should take a break."

Justin looked away and I could see the pain in his eyes. I just couldn't do this anymore, I didn't know if he understood, but hopefully he would eventually. Silence filled the room and I felt like a weight was being out on my shoulders so that I couldn't move. I knew that this burden wouldn't be disappearing anytime soon too.

"I-"

"No, no need to explain. This is my life and I get that it's too much. This is why nothing in my life is ever normal." Justin said.

I could tell that he was really upset now too. He was blaming himself for a decision that I made. And he was blaming his career, and that was never good. When he blamed his career, it was like he stopped working completely. He stopped writing every night, he started becoming another person, just because of one thing. And I didn't want that one thing being me this time, but I couldn't help it.

"It's not your fault, this is my decision. It's whats needed for me to get through this."

"Of course it's my fault. I just wanted a normal relationship with the girl that I loved, but it'll never be like that and everyone will just end up leaving, like they always have."

I felt absolutely horrible. I was causing Justin pain because I was in pain. Now I just wanted to hold him in my arms and tell him that it wasn't about him. I just needed my own time right now, away from this. It wasn't about him or anything about his career, it was just me. How could I explain that it was me, just me? Justin was tearing himself apart on the inside because he thought he was going to lose me.

"It's just a break, nothing more. I just need to see my family and go back to school." I explained.

"Yeah, then the break turn's into breaking up, I know how this'll work out. Why don't you just brake up with me now and get it over with? It won't be as much pain for the both of us later."

Tears started streaming down my face. Justin wasn't looking at me, luckily, because we were both hurt too much. He had absolutely no emotion placed on his face, just a strong stare at absolutely nothing. I couldn't handle this pain anymore, I had to do something to stop him from doing something he'd regret later.

"I'd never break up with you, I have no reason to."

"Because of my career, that's why."

We both stood up and were staring at each other from each side of the bed. Justin looked more pissed than I'd ever seen him before. It's like his sadness transformed into anger just like that. He wasn't even showing any sign of remorse or sadness, just anger.

"No, I love you for who you are, not for what you do."

"Then why are you leaving?"

I was hit. Just like that. How do I reply to that? He really thought that I was leaving because of his career. It wasn't exactly that, it was different reasons too. I couldn't explain why, he wouldn't understand. He didn't know what it was like to just be taken away from your family like that without getting to see them. He didn't know what it was like to be ripped away from your best friends and have no connection with them. All I had was his crew, his family, him.

"Because, I have a life too! I have a family and people that I love, I'd like to see them at some point! This is exactly why I didn't want to come with you in the first place!" I yelled.

"Then maybe you shouldn't have!" he snapped back.

I stood with my fists clenched and my jaw tense. I couldn't believe that he had just said that. He pretty much said that maybe we shouldn't be together. Maybe that's what he wanted after all. To not be with me anymore. That's sure how I was perceiving it. I couldn't believe his words, I just wanted to disappear again and not come back.

I tried blinking away my tears, but they just fell to my cheeks. Justin saw and right away I could tell that he felt horrible about his actions. But he couldn't take it back now, it was too late for that.

"I didn't mean that-"

"Stop, okay? Just stop."

I grabbed my phone from the bed and slipped my jacket back on. I began walking out of the bedroom and Justin tried stopping me by grabbing my arm. I whipped my arm away and turned to look at him.

"(YN) please..."

I turned and headed towards the door. Justin had gone way too far and now I didn't know what to think of him. Just before opening the door, I turned around one last time to face him.

"It's like you only realize that you cause pain when you see it. Did you ever think that maybe before I cried I was in pain too?"

I turned the knob of the door and walked out in the hall, quickly shutting the door behind me. I didn't know where to go, so I headed to the nearest person that I knew.

I went down a floor and ran down the hall. I was hoping for once that Justin hasn't followed me. I knocked on the door, hoping that it was the right one, and waited for an answer. Just as the door opened, I inhaled deeply and felt relieved that it was the right person I was looking for.

"Fredo, can I stay here tonight?" I asked.

"Y-Yeah, sure, come in." he stuttered.

I walked inside and heard the door shut behind me. Fredo quickly followed behind me and sat across from me on the couches. He had obviously been just chilling and watching tv, because he had a little plate of snacks on the table and the tv on. He turned the volume down immediately and turned back towards me.

"Are you hungry?" He asked as he gestures towards the plate.

I barely smiled and shook my head no.

"You can take my bed tonight, I'll stay here." he said.

I was kind of glad that he didn't ask about what happened, because I didn't feel like talking about it. I knew that eventually he would want to know, but not now. 

"Thanks, for all of this really."

"Anytime, you should get some sleep now."

I gave him a smile and stood up and headed towards the bedroom. Good thing it was the same layout as me and Justin's hotel, because then things were easier to find.

I took off my jacket and being that I was so tired, I just fell asleep in my clothes. I didn't bring pajamas anyways, so either way I didn't care. I cuddled up into a ball and tried to take my mind off of things. Although with everything I thought about, it included Justin.

*JUSTIN'S POV*

A few minutes after she left, I realized the real damage I had just done. Why did I have to be stupid enough to say such things to her? I was just so upset that she was leaving, that I pushed her away even farther. And plus, I had no idea where she went. Well it couldn't have been very far, she 10,000 miles away from home with none of her stuff.

I sat in our bed, resting my elbows on my knees while I covered my face with my hands. I was so dumb sometimes. Just then, I heard my phone ring and I immediately grabbed it and answered it, hoping that it was her.

"Hello? (YN)?" I said.

"Close, it's Fredo. I just called to tell you that (YN)'s staying with me for the night."

I felt a bit of relief of hearing her name from someone else. And she obviously hadn't told him what happened, it would've taken longer than that.

"Can I come and talk to her?"

"She's sleeping bro, maybe tomorrow. But I'm gonna go to bed now too, just don't worry too much."

"Yeah, sure." I said sarcastically.

I hung up the phone just after that and set it down beside me. How could I not worry? My girlfriend was gone and I was probably the most hated person in her world right now. I could barely even get my thoughts straight, let alone not worry. Everyone always told me not to worry, that everything would be alright. What I you know that nothing will be alright?

I laid down and closed my eyes. Maybe sleeping would take my mind off of things. Although with everything I thought about, it included (YN).

What do you think will happen next?

-Ana.