Living the Dream

Fan Fiction: Justin Bieber.
My life seemed so perfect until, i found out my boyfriend was cheating on me again. On top of it he wouldn't say a word about it till brought it up. We were suppose to be going to a Justin Bieber concert together. That ended up not happening. My whole day was ruined... until i got to meet a special someone.

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35. Game Over

Brienna's POV: 

 

 

He grabbed my wrist and saw the scars. He looked up at me. Shit... I'm so screwed. 

"What the fuck is this?!" He said concerned and a little upset. 

"It's nothing really..." I said quietly looking down. Tears began to form in my eyes. I can't hold them back this time. 

"You say this is nothing?!" He said upset and worried. 

"I don't want to talk about this Justin..." I said. 

"No please explain this to me please?!" He said frowning.

"I said I don't want to talk about this Justin!" I said yelling louder this time. I pull my wrist out of his hands and put them to my side. 

"Why can't you just tell me babe?" He said quietly putting his hands on the side of my arms. "Tell me... please?" He said. I step back quietly and get out of his grip. I look him in the eyes as tears fall down my face. I knew this was stupid... I keep backing away from him. 

"Please Brienna tell me.." He says desperately. I keep backing up until I run into the bench behind me. I take my last look at Justin the book it to his room. "Brienna!..." He yelled as I ran. I'm running half naked through the house while tears poured down my face. I run up the stairs making sure Justin can't catch me. I get to his room slam it shut and lock it. I'm a mess. I slide down the door and began to sob. My eyes are probably puffy and red. Tears poured down my face. How stupid of me to do this to myself. I'm so fucking stupid... 

"Brienna! Please open the door! I want to help you." He cried from the other side of the door. "Please I love you..." He said almost as a sob. "Please babe.." He says as his voice starts to crack as almost he were about to cry. No Justin please don't cry for me... Please. He probably thinks I'm some crazy girl whose suicidal and cuts. He wouldn't want to date a girl like that... I get up from the door and walk to the closet. I look for some fresh clothes and put them on. A tank and a pair of shorts and I put some Birkenstock sandals. I grab a backpack and start to shove some clothes in. I grab my basic needs that'll last me a while. I leave my phone here so he doesn't plan to track me. I do bring my wallet and all that. I didn't want to do this but I have to... I zip up the bag and put it on my back. I look one last time at everything. I hear Justin crying from the other side of the door, banging on it for me to open it. I go and look for some pen and paper in the room. I find something and began to write. "Justin, I'm sorry for everything... I don't want you have to go through this with me. I don't want to put you through that. You won't need me anymore. I can't relive the past... I have to do this on my own. Goodbye Justin. -Brienna" I wipe the tears off my face again and set the note on the bed.

"I'm sorry Justin... I need to go now..." I said quietly. He didn't hear it. I open the balcony window and step out onto the balcony. I see some stairs and began to walk down them quietly and quickly.  I hate myself for everything... Once I'm down the stairs I run to the gate and see a bike leaned up against the side of the house. I pick it up and get on. I open the gate and start pushing the pedals till I started the momentum of the bike. I ride down to the gate, it opens for me surprisingly. My eyes are still puffy and red but I stopped crying now. I get out of the gated area and began to pedal faster and faster. I need to get out of here. I go with the flow of traffic. It takes me a while till I finally hit the streets of L.A. Everyone was doing there regular business and what not. Now we need to find some where to stay. Since I have no home really. Well I guess I could go check my house. Well it won't hurt, my car is there anyways. I'll just need to hurry up and get out of there because Justin will come here once he figures I'm not there anymore... I began to pedal in the direction of my house. 

Only moments later I arrive at my house. No one's here great. I drop the bike and run to my front door and unlock it. I run upstairs and find my suitcase and began to pack more clothes and some bathroom items. I pack quickly shoving everything in my suitcase. I'm doing it again running from my problems like usual... Once I get everything packed I run back down stairs. I check to make sure I got everything I could possibly need. I open the front door and close it quickly behind me and lock it. I run to my car and unlock it quickly. I get in and throw my bags in the back. I start the engine and pull out of the driveway. I speed off from home, or what I considered a home. What type of mess did I get myself in... I drive, and just continue to drive. I don't know where I'm going just far enough from Justin's house and mine. The only bummer is I still have school and Justin will probably be trying to look for me there. I need to find a place to stay, like a hotel. I try to look for something cheap. I finally pull up to a nice and reasonable hotel, the Hilton. It was ok. I went to the front desk with all my bags and rented a room. I went to the elevator and pressed the floor number I needed to go on, 118b. 

The elevator stopped and I got off with several other people. I walked to my hotel room and opened it with key. It smelled fresh and brand new. It was small but big enough for me. It'll be perfect for a while. Once I'm done with college I could probably buy a new house, if I can find one. I throw my bags on the ground and jump onto the bed. It was so comfortable and relaxing. I found a remote for the TV and turned it on. Let's see what's on right now. I flipped though the channels, looking for something entertaining to watch to keep my mine distracted after what I had just done. I wish I had an old friend who lived here. I feel like talking to an old friend. Like my friend Hannah... Nahh I don't want to bother her. Besides its a little late anyways. Maybe I'll just fall asleep right now... I need the rest anyways. I just want to forget everything...

 

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