~Coming Back Home~ A Justin Bieber Love Story~

'Im done, Im making it end.'

~ Coming Back Home chapter ~

~Thank you for 30 followers!! This chapters so dramatic omg~

'Laur I'm going out with Fredo!' Justin calls. I shout back okay,

I gasp at the laptop, seeing all those comments come in.

@Qospap: @LaurenMillar Just die already.

@justingirlfriend; your fat, worthless.

That's what my dad said. I stare at the screen, unable to speak. But letting my tears stream down my face.

@kidrauhlyo: @laurenmillar your so disgusting eww

I slam the laptop closed, looking down at my phone.

From Unknown.

I'll find you soon, you ugly bitch.

I don't know why.. But everything's got so bad. I can't take it anymore.

From Unknown:

Ugly, worthless, nobody wants you, nobody needs you.

I slam my phone across the wall, sliding down it and gripping my hair.

Everything's got so bad, but I'm addicted to wanting to know what they're saying. I crawl over to the laptop, shaking. Opening up, I see twitter already open. I refresh the page, seeing constant bad tweets but one struck out.

@ihatelauren: we hate you, justin hates you. Kill yourself. Your worthless, your fathers right.

I grab the laptop, running into the bathroom and falling to the floor.

I hate my life. I hate it. I hate myself. I hate everything. I open up the webcam, letting it record.

I take a deep breath and look at the camera, my smudged eyes visible.

'Im Lauren Millar. And I don't know why everyone hates me so much.' I gasp for air, wiping away my tears.

'But I'm starting to understand. I hate me too.'

I shrug, seeing sadness washed all over my face.

I'm discusting.

'I never asked for this. I never asked to be hated so much, to grow up and hate myself. For being in love with the one person that has ever made me happy'

Justin. He'll be better off without me too. They all will.

'Not just him. You hate me for nothing. You bring my dad up, my past.'

I turn away from the camera, spying a bottle of pills beside the sink

'I dont see the point in trying, ive tried for years. I've tried so hard'

I gasp again, finding it hard to breathe.

'Im done, I'm making it end.' I sniffle, feeling nothing but pain and hurt. 'Bye.' I mumble.

I shut the camera off, posting the video to Twitter. I get myself up, over to the bottle of pills, taking the cap off.

I'm not needed, I'm worthless.

I pour a dozen of them in my hands, shaking them. Something so small, could kill me.

I've lost myself, I'm not the girl I used to be. I'm hated. I'm not loved. I'm unwanted. I'm worthless, trash, ugly. I look at the pills, tilting my head back and pouring them into my mouth.

~Justin's p.o.v~

I laugh with Fredo, taking a drink of my smoothie, scrolling through my twitter on phone.