Unsaid Feelings

Spencer DeSuza strives to get over her ex Dylan by avoiding the thoughts of him and going out, In the process of one of her outings, she comes across a certain Justin Bieber, With mutual feelings of heartbreak Spencer and Justin have the perfect bond, later turning into best friends. Justin gets Spencer through plenty including her ex boyfriend drama and later feelings of depression but when the charming Justin gets to her she can't help but be drowned with complicated feelings exploding in every direction. Will Spencer control these outraging feelings or will her emotions be better left unsaid?


13. Nowhere To Run: Part 2

   So my aunt was very happy in letting me stay with her as she knows what's gone on with me the past couple months. I was leaving today as I needed to get back to school as soon as possible. It got boring sitting around all day. I was packing my bag as my eye got the frame that rested on my table beside my bed. I sat on the edge of my bed and picked it up. It was me piggybacking on Justin with my hands covering his eyes and we were both laughing. I licked my lips and noticed tears forming in my eyes. One dropped and hit right in the middle of the frame. I was in denial about how much I really needed Justin. He helped me get over Dylan, and was there for me when nobody else was. He saved me from getting attacked from Dylan even if it was unintentional and most of all he taught me it was possible to love after heartbreak. I threw the picture into my suitcase and zipped it up. I needed some memory of the boy who saved my life. (Technically Dylan did that too but if Justin didn't save my life than Dylan wouldn't have been able too because I would have already been gone.) 

"Spencer, Justin is on the phone. He says it's important."

Oh my.. I haven't talked to Justin since that night I found out about his girlfriend. It seemed like years ago without that heavenly face.

"Tell him that I am sleeping and I'll call him later."

I couldn't talk to him. It would prevent me from leaving I'm sure of it. I heard a car horn out the front of the house.

"It must be Janice, hurry up and get downstairs." -yelled my mom from the Kitchen. I grabbed my suitcase and took one last look at the room that belonged to the old Spencer. I'd be a new person now, leaving my shitty past behind. I ran downstairs to meet my aunt and said my goodbyes to Liam and my mother. I would miss them but I would visit.


It was a very long car ride. I was looking out the window dramatically while listening to my favorite playlist on my phone over and over again. It got a bit tedious after a while and I shuffled my whole library. Count on me by Bruno Mars came on.. Justin and I's song. It's a song about best friends and we figured it'd be cute to base it off us. A tear ran down my face and I quickly wiped it before my aunt saw. I didn't want to bring any past with me so I deleted the song and switched back to the playlist.

We finally arrived and it was really nice in Ottawa. So different from before. We got inside the apartment and she had a room for me and everything. It had baby blue walls and black doors. Original. I loved that I'd be able to create a whole new layout for my room.

"Listen Spencer, I have a business thing tonight so you'll be alone. I know that's probably not what you want for your first day but it's better than being stuck in Toronto eh?"

She winked at me.

"You can order any movie on TV and there's snacks in the bottom right cupboard. Please. Look at this as a new start."

She smiled and left. It's like all the bad vibes rushed out of my body. I was finally able to go out onto the streets with no one knowing who I was or what my story was. I loved it. I unpacked my clothes into the closet and made the bed with a white comforter she left for me. There were also some cute throw pillows in a basket beside the bed. I'm guessing you put them there when you sleep. I've never really cared for decorating my bed. I did everything to make sure no past was brought up. I restored my phone so no one would have my number and I wouldn't have anyone's. I left my journal at home along with everything else. I still did have the picture of me and Justin that I gladly put on the desk. He wasn't a bad memory. Things just changed. I started my evening by cranking the speakers and dancing around. Something I haven't been able to do for months.  

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