Change me?

Justin Drew Bieber is a name teachers, cops, and parents dread. Especially if those parents have teenage daughters between the ages 15 and 18. Justin is known for gangs, fighting, drugs, and being kind of a man whore. To say the least he's a "bad ass." But what happens when his mom gets fed up with his bullshit and signs him up for a program where you go and live with a stranger for a year as an attempt to fix his attitude. Not to mention little did Pattie or Justin know his new "parents" had a daughter ,Chelsey, who just happened to be his age. (17)

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2. chapter 1

Justin's pov

'mom I cant believe you're just going to fucking send me away like this!" 

 

"Hunny, I'm sorry but I have no other option, its either this or jail for a year." Pattie stress fully pleaded to her son, who was currently packing everything he owned into his suitcases.

 

" I prefer jail! You're suppose to fucking love me. Why did you let me do it? If you had raised me better then I wouldn't be in this situation!"

 

"JUSTIN DREW BIEBER! Don't you dare try to pin this on me. This is your own fault. I tried my best to raise you but it wasn't exactly easy because i had know help from your father!"

 

" Don't bring up that bastards name!"

 

"Don't call your father that. Now finish packing,, your flight leaves in 3 hours." with that my mom through a hand full of clothes at me and walked out of the room. Mumbling and sobbing at the same time.

 

I hated seeing my mother so upset. She was all I had since my dad walked out on us when I was younger. I had only gotten close to one other person, Kelsey. She had been my first actual girlfriend. We dated for about 3 years. She was my first and I was hers. Then one day i went to her house to celebrate our 3 year anniversary and when I walked into her room she was having sex with my ex bestfriend. After that i refused to get close to anyone else and because I was in so much pain I resorted to drugs, which later led to violence and soon I was in a gang. Not only that but I was a player. You see, life is a game, you have the losers and the winners. I am a winner and will dominate and achieve what I set my mind to. That's how i deal with the pain. I play my game of flirting, getting what I want and leaving. I never wanted to be like this either but as the pain got harder, sex got easier. But that shit is all history and it made me the badass that I am today and I wouldn't change, not for anyone.

 

 

 

A/N 

SORRY THAT THIS FIRST CHAPTER IS SHORT BUT I WASN'T REALLY SURE HOW TO START IT. THIS STORY JUST KINDA POPPED INTO MY HEAD SO I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS GOING BUT I CAN PROMISE IF YOU GIVE IT A CHANCE IT WON'T DISAPPOINT AND IF YOU DO BEGIN TO READ. I DO UPDATE MY STORIES FREQUENTLY SO YOU WON'T HAVE TO WAIT TO LONG FOR ANOTHER CHAPTER.  PLEASE FEEL FREE TO COMMENT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK AND WHAT YOU WANT TO SEE. THANX!! (: XOXO

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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