Let Me Love You

She let out disgusted noise and rolled her eyes at me, “You probably don't even understand what the concept of loving someone even is, Justin. You keep me locked here in your house and don't let me leave. You don't take me anywhere. You barely communicate with me and you expect me to like you?” I watched her sit up in bed and swing her legs over the side as she looked into my eyes, “You're fucking beautiful, Justin Bieber, but you're fucked in the head. This?” She motioned around the room, “This isn't the way to get me to love you, or even like you for that matter. I've slept next to you every single night for the last how many days and we both lay awake, holding our breaths because you aren't even trying.”

I had to interrupt her, “I didn't want you to feel like I was forcing myself on you.” The frown didn't leave my face as she continued speaking, to say I was confused by her what she said would be an understatement. She wanted me to try?


3. 06-24 - Regrets

~Justin's Point Of View~

I laid in bed last night, not able to fall asleep because the regret was eating me alive. I regretted taking her to the studio and letting her know that about me. I hated the fact that I let her know I have a soft side. She's the type of woman that makes you fall head over heels in love with her and I don't need that in my life right now. I don't need any distractions and that's exactly what she'd end up being; a distraction. She's one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen in my life, but I can't let my walls down. I can't let her in any further. I regret telling her to come by today. I have to focus on my priorities and not worry about a woman. I need to end things with her once and for all. I need to find a way to make her hate me.

I stood after the doorbell rang, immediately knowing it was her. I made my way towards the door and opened it up, leaving it open and returning to my spot on the couch.

“Hey,” She frowned, entering and closing the door behind her.

“What's up?” I asked, adding a hint of annoyance to my voice.

“You, uh, told me to stop by today,” I could tell she was uncomfortable as she was fiddling with the ring on her thumb.

“Yeah,” I nodded, “I just wanted to tell you in person that I'm really not interested in continuing this further. I mean, I'd still appreciate it if you kept my secrets, but I don't think I wanna get to know you anymore. I have enough friends and frankly, I'm just not attracted to you in that way.”

“Right,” I watched her nod out of the corner of my eye, not being able to look directly into her eyes, “Well, that's no problem. I'll still keep your secrets and pretend we never met. Have a nice life, Justin.” I watched as she turned on her heel and made her way out of the house, the door almost slamming behind her. The guilt and regret immediately hit me like a ton of bricks and I stood up, punching the wall and leaving a hole the size of my fist.

“I'm so fuckin' stupid,” I said aloud to myself.

“You're an idiot, Justin,” Karla appeared in the doorway and looked at me, standing with her arms crossed, “That girl is perfect for you and you just fucked everything up with her. What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Leave it alone, Karla,” I nearly whined, “I don't need any distractions and after spending one night with her, I knew I'd eventually end up falling in love with her. I don't need that. I don't need to be hurt again.”

“Okay,” Karla shrugged and gave me a challenging look, “Let's give it a few days. I bet you any amount of money that you're gonna regret this and realize your true feelings. So, you just let me know when that happens so I can say 'I told you so'.”

I hated when Karla was right. Really, it was her most annoying quality. But, alas, I'm already regretting my decision.



~Krystal's Point Of View~

I really thought Justin and I had connected last night, but I guess I was wrong. He was a completely different person today than he was last night. I suppose it's probably for the best though. The last thing I need in my life is another unstable relationship. I can't say his words didn't hurt me though. I stupidly started letting my walls down with him last night because he was being so open with me. Now I regret it. In fact, I regret the whole situation. I was doing just fine until Karla convinced me to go to that party. I'm better off alone anyway, thankfully, no one can hurt me that way. Although, I'm sitting here, lying to myself because what Justin said hurt. I let him in just a tiny bit and now my heart aches. I hate this feeling. I hate feeling like I'm not good enough and I hate feeling like there's nothing I can do to change a situation. I looked at the clock, 4pm. Time seemed to be going by too slow. I wanted it to be night. I wanted it to be time for me to go to sleep, because I won't hurt if I'm asleep. How pathetic is it that I've known him for 3 days and I'm already heartbroken over this? How am I heartbroken knowing how we met? I mean, I watched him kill a man and I still let myself get closer to him. I swear, sometimes I'm the dumbest woman in the world and I make the stupidest decisions.

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