JB

Justin takes Ты to a club, Ты dance together - which Ты both love. There is some drama going on in your life, so Justin takes Ты out to forget.

Show Ты off
Tonight I wanna Показать Ты off

What Ты got
A billion could’ve never bought

“C'mon, Y/N. Ты need to forget about that douche,” Ты send him a warning glance and he rolls her eyes but mutters a sorry anyway. He sighs, “I know Ты cared about him, but Ты gotta realize that he was no good for you. You’re a special girl and Ты deserve so much better than that guy.”

Exhaling heavily, Ты reach out your hand. “Okay. I guess you’re...

{Warning: Mention of suicide. Please don’t read if it triggers you.}

I don’t know what to do. I feel numb. Empty. Alone. Lost. It feels surreal, really. And I really wish it was.

“Justin, honey?” Mom’s voice is gentle as it brings me out from my dark and haunting thoughts. I slowly look up from my intertwined fingers placed in my lap.

“Yeah?” I croak out, biting my bottom lip to desperately stop the tears pressing on at the back of my eyes.

“Oh, honey.” And she’s there almost before the words leave her lips; on her knees in front of me while clasping my shaking hands in her...