Disturbed ↬ Justin Bieber // Discontinued

Disturbed Pt. 17

Disturbed Pt. 17

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I stirred around in my bed, hoping that Justin would come upstairs soon and give me some medication. A lot of time has passed, and he still hasn’t come back upstairs. I guess I have to go downstairs and check on him. I let out a huge groan as I peeled my blankets off of my body. I sat up from the bed, trying to ignore my major headache and cramps. My cramps are usually never that bad.

I waddled out of my room, clutching onto my stomach. I played the worse scenarios that could be happening to Justin in my head, over and over.

Did he fall?

Is he alright?

Did he light himself on fire?

Is he hurt?

Did my parents come home and find him?

Is he stealing things?

Did he just leave?

Or do I just worry too much?

Trying to ignore my thoughts, I started to walk down the steps. “Justin,” I called out as I grabbed the railing. I slowly walked down the staircase, putting most of my weight on my right side. It was completely silent – there was no answer. “Come on, Justin. I’m not in any mood for your games,” I scolded, walking down the steps.

Yet again, there was no answer.

I walked down the corridor and peeked my head into the living room. Pains pelted through my lower abdomen and I bit on my bottom lip, hard, trying to ease the pain. “Come on Justin, stop!” I yelled, feeling angry.

Never mess with a girl when they’re on their period.

I ran my fingers through my tangled hair as I let out a huge sigh. My cramps became more and more excruciating.

I wouldn’t be having cramps right now if Justin came back with my medicine, like he was supposed to!

“Justin!” I hollered, growing more upset with him. I looked around the room once more, thinking that he’d be on the couch, but I was wrong, again.

My eyes filled up with tears as another pain shot through my stomach. Why can’t he be here? And why would he just leave me behind like this, specifically when I asked him to help me?

I don’t care if he was embarrassed or not. He embarrassed himself, therefore, it’s not my fault nor problem. I sniffled, trying to hold in my tears.

He abandoned me! That Jerk!

What can I say? I am an emotional wreck when it’s my ‘time of the month’.