“Why don’t you get it, Justin?”
“Because you’re not making sense! You have your walls up, but so do I. You have a past, and I do too. You know we’re perfect for each other!”
I scoffed. “You’re ridiculous.”
I turned to face him, anger blazing through me. “I’m a suicide mission. My mind is filled with demons and I’ve surrendered to them. I can’t do this anymore; I’m broken, Justin.” My voice began to rise as my anger grew and I met his eyes. “Why can’t you understand that you should stay away from me!”
He ran his hands through his hair, frustrated. “See, that's the problem. I can’t stay away from you. I haven’t been able to since the minute I met you!”
My breathing hitched as he came closer and closer, walking angrily towards me. He let out a frustrated groan as he pushed me against the side of his car. He brought his mouth up to my neck, breathing heavily.
“You have to keep going. You’re broken and I still love you. You’re still perfect. You’re broken, so let me help. Let me fix you."


17. Get Over Yourself

I scrambled with the keys to the apartment, rushing to get inside. I was soaking wet, my hair, my clothes…everything. I had only been training with Justin so far, none of the others. We had gone running again today and in the middle of our session it started pouring with rain. Justin made me keep going, claiming that someone wanting to kill me wouldn’t turn around and go home because of the weather. I was actually enjoying his company, he had become less cocky and more… enjoyable to be around. Don’t get me wrong, he was still a self-assured pain in the ass. He was just changing. Or maybe that was me.

“Where were you this time, Cassidy?” The cold voice of my Aunt filled my ears as soon as I opened the door. She took in my appearance and raised her eyebrows.

“I was out running, remember? I told you I’d be going…”

“No, you didn’t. You scared me.”

“I’m sorry, I swear I did. I’ll tell you tomorrow, I promise.” She just nodded and let me step past, into my room. What a way to start the day. I missed Nate so much. He was out doing things all the time and Justin was so against me seeing him because I needed to focus. I wanted to see Nate, but I knew it would ruin the friendship I was creating with Justin. Our friendship was something I really wanted to keep going, regardless of how Nate and Justin felt about each other. It wasn’t like I was asking them to be friends. I quickly got ready for school, throwing on my uniform, and grabbed my bag.

“I’ll eat breakfast at school!” I yelled to my aunty, before I closed the door and walked down to the front of the building.

“Ready for school?” I asked Abby happily as walked toward me. She gave me a dirty glare before brushing past me. “Abby! Wait up!” I tugged at her arm, making her whirl around.

“What?” Her voice was as cold and hard as ice, and it burned me like fire.

“I- um what’s wrong?”

“Hmmm. Lets see. What’s wrong? You’re what’s wrong.”

“Pardon me?”

“Who do you think you are? Playing Justin like that.”

“Like what?”

“Making him think he has a chance to be your friend.”

“He does! I want him to be my friend.”

She scoffed. “Right.”

“I do!”

“Yeah, just like you love Nate right?”

That was a low blow.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. Playing someone is one thing, but playing two guys is another. You always talk shit about not believing in love, but I don’t buy it. You do, just not with Nate. Get over yourself, Cassidy. Don’t talk to me until you get your old self back. Right now, you’re not my best friend. You’re not someone I even want to know.” She walked away, leaving me in shock. I blinked multiple times, wondering what the hell happened to her.

“Ready for school?” Justin asked me as he walked up to me. Either he missed the whole thing, or didn’t want to ask if he saw.

“Um, sure.” I muttered. Oh boy. Today was going to be one hell of a day.



“I can’t believe she….”

“Her? With him? As if.”

“Why would he want her?”

Whispers surrounded me and Justin as we walked through school. He looked unfazed by the stares, I however, wanted to know what the hell was happening. I put my bag in my locker, grabbing out my books. Just as I took my last book out, my locker was slammed shut. My eyes widened in surprise and I stepped back, panicked. Ever since Justin had that knife on me, I’ve been scared as shit. I looked to the culprit to find one of the cheerleaders, Ebony. Her red hair was curled to perfection to frame her pale face, her green eyes glazing with hatred and fire. “You.”

“Um, me?”

“You slept with Justin Bieber.”

“What?” I replied, horrified.

“That's what everyone’s saying. That you guys are like, bed buddies or something.” I looked around the hall to find everyone already staring.

“Um no, we didn’t sleep together.”

She laughed. “Honey, if I was you I wouldn’t be denying it. He’s gorgeous, I get it. I would bang him too.”

“But I didn't- we didn't-“ Before I could finish, Justin marched over to me.

“Did you tell everyone we were sleeping together?”

“ME? I was going to ask you!” I replied, punching him in the arm. He smirked at me and pretended to nurse his arm.

“Chill out, I didn’t. Apparently, you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself.” He laughed. I rolled my eyes.

“See, Ebony? We didn’t sleep together. I can promise you, I have a boyfriend and it’s not Justin.” “Why haven’t I seen him before?” she accused, her eyes narrowed.

“Because he graduated last year. He’s 19. Now, if you excuse me, me and my ‘bed buddy’ are going to class.” Justin cackled wildly behind me, following me.

“That was fun as fuck. If only we really did sleep together-“

“Um, no.” I whirled around. “I would never waste my virginity on you.” My eyes widened with recognition at my confession. Justin is probably the furthest thing from a virgin, he’d probably give me so much shit for it. “I mean I wouldn’t waste my time-“ I corrected.

“So you’re a virgin?” He teased. I was tempted to lie, to say no. But there was no point, he knew I’d be lying.

“Yes. Is it such a big deal I respect myself?” I snapped.

Justin put his hands up in defeat, “No, not at all. I don’t care if you’re a virgin.” I huffed and walked away from him.


This was so not my day. Since my argument with Abby this morning, my whole day has been completely messed up. I can’t concentrate in class or pay attention to anything anyone is saying. Justin keeps asking if I’m okay, but I don’t want to tell him that Abby thinks I’m ‘playing’ Nate and him. That’s just awkward and kind of embarrassing. He’s always telling me not to let anyone’s words effect me but this was Abby. My best friend.

“C’mon cutie just tell me what’s wrong.” He groaned, pulling out a chair next to me as I sat alone in the library.

“I’m fine Justin.”

“Did someone say something to you about us? Because I’ll make sure they don't even look at you again-“

“No. No one said anything.”

“Then why are you acting like an emo? You won’t stop moping around and you aren’t even being your nerdy self and answering questions in class. I know something’s up.” I looked at him and before I could stop myself, I snapped. I well and truly snapped.

“Well besides the fact that I can’t sleep because every time I close my eyes I see you with a knife at my throat, I failed your stupid test and the math test so now I have to get up at 5am every day to freaking train because killers are after me. I feel guilty as hell because I can’t say ‘I love you’ back to my boyfriend, my parents are coming back for Halloween and oh yeah, my best friend won’t speak to me because apparently the friendship between you and I means I’m a bitch who’s playing every guy she knows. All of this is stressing me out and I can’t even concentrate in class. Is that enough going on for you?” My chest rose and fell dramatically with each breath as I paced in front of him. I knew we would probably get thrown out of the library soon, but I honestly didn’t care. I stopped and looked at Justin, seeing surprise written all over his features.

“I-I’m sorry, cutie. I had no idea. I knew I shouldn’t have done that to you.” He looked genuine, almost ashamed. I sat down next to him.

“It’s alright…I guess. It’s stressing me, that's all.”

“What do you mean you feel guilty? You shouldn’t. Firstly, he’s an idiot for saying he loves you. You’ve been together for like, a month. Secondly, just because he says it doesn’t mean you have to say it back. It’s how he feels and just because you’re together it doesn’t mean you have to feel the same way. And the whole killers are after you thing? It’s incase they come after you. Just focus on training, we’ll look after you.” He nudged my shoulder and I couldn’t help but smile in return. “What did Abby say? I lost track.” He asked.

“She said that because you and I are friends I’m playing you? And then she brought up Nate and how I couldn’t say i love you back to him, and said I was playing the both of you.” I replied, my neck and cheeks red hot.

“Yeah, right.” He scoffed. Didn’t he believe me? “You’re too nice to play anyone.” I let out a sigh of relief.

“Well, according to her I am. I don’t know why she would think that…” He shook his head. “Forget about all of that, okay? Just focus on your classes. Now can we go and eat? I’m starving.”

I smirked, “Race you to the cafeteria?” He didn’t even answer, a wide grin covering his features as he disappeared out of the library. “Cheater.” I screamed after him, following his path.



A/N: Short chapter I know, sorrrrryy. I'll be updating faster now since I'm on school break! This story is annoying me so I'm probably going to change (like, majorly change) things in previous chapters. Most facts and dialogue will stay the same just the theme will have a bigger influence in the story because right now she just randomly becomes depressed and thats dumb. Thank-you for all your support, you're amazing. xxx

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