This shit was getting out of hand.
I finished my fourth and final class of the day so relieved that the day was over. In every class I either got stared at or questioned.
I was worried about possible paparazzi attacks but the whole time, I needed to be worried about my own classmates. These were students I've never even spoken to. Not even once to borrow a pencil. But today, everyone wanted to speak to me and it was too overwhelming.
I wasn't used to being on the spotlight. I mean I was never completely quiet, I'm somewhat social but during class I just remain chill and to myself.
It was so awkward having to pretend as if I don't feel almost every person surrounding me, burning a hole in the side of my face. Even some of my professors were taking way more glances at me than they normally would but maybe that was just a coincidence.
I didn't even think half of these people were the type to be so invested in celebrity gossip but I guess I was wrong.
Imagine hearing
"Are you THE Bella?"
"Do you really know Justin Bieber?"
"Can you get Justin Bieber to sign something for me?"
"Are you and Justin Bieber like dating?"
"Did you really ruin their relationship?"
All day. Annoying, right?
I was beyond annoyed with all of the nosy people asking the same questions over and over again. Also the staring was irking my nerves to the max. Staring is one of my biggest pet peeves so imagine how I felt when I had to deal with it in all four of my hour and a half long classes.
Sigh.....
I wonder if this is what people like Justin go through. Well..... of course they do. I don't know how they do it without snapping because I definitely snapped at a few today.
It's like when people are so intrigued with someone else's life and their business, they forget that they are human as well. All in your face, asking very personal questions that has absolutely nothing to do with them.
I'm so over it and I'm sure that the celebrities that deal with this too are even more I've it.
I sighed pulling up to Jackson's condo. Before coming over, I stopped by his favorite ice cream shop to pick up his favorite ice cream flavor to try and distract him. Something tells me it won't work though.
After unlocking the door with the key he gave me about a year ago, I walked in feeling uneasy. Not just because of the lecture I'm about to receive from Jack, but our of no where I began to feel light headed. It's most likely because of the stress I've been having lately.
I ignored it as I locked the door behind me.
"Jackson? Where you at"
"My room" His deep voices echoed.
I gulped as I walked up the stairs headed straight to his bedroom.
"Are you dressed? Is it safe to come in?" I asked after knocking.
"Come in"
The sound of slow creaking was all to be heard as I opened his bedroom door with caution. He stood with his back facing me as he stretched out his neck a little.
Was I about to get beat up?
"Jack Jack, look I brought you your favorite ice cream. Look!" I forced a bubbly smile extending my hand with the cup of ice cream in it.
He turned his head over his shoulder, fully turning around to face me.
"Bella...."
My smile slowly dropped seeing that he was not gonna crack at all.
"What?"
"Tell me this isn't true.. The man that you may be pregnant by is the Justin Bieber?"
I sighed deeply. I always hated confrontation and when Jackson was disappointed in me. I could see it all over his face. Jackson is like my best friend and he has made it very obvious that he just wants the best for me.
"I tried to tell you!" I started.
"Bella what the fuck...." He sighed before walking away
" I straight told you when you was at my place but you laughed right in my face!"
"How could you expect me to believe you? This is absurd"
"I know"
"Why him out of all the guys in the world? He is not a good person. He's disrespectful, he's childish, he's not worth your time and surly not worth being your very first child."
"You don't even know him" I said rolling my eyes.
"Oh and you do?"
"Well I mean..-"
"Oh that's right. Of course you do."
"Okay if you're just gonna be rude to me and lecture me for the millionth time then imma just head on out because I got too much on my plate already and I don't have time for this." I stated before turning around and heading for the door. I was stoped by him holding onto my wrist
"Wait wait wait. I'm sorry. Don't go."
I rolled my eyes before facing him again
" I'm just shocked by this news. You know I never liked that dude so when I heard that he what you told me was actually true I just couldn't believe it."
"You need to stop judging me Jackson"
"What? Bella I would never judge you"
"Lies. You do it all the time and quite frankly I'm getting real sick and tired of it because who are you to judge?"
"No one. Absolutely no one. Look I would never judge you and if you feel like I've been doing that then I'm sorry. Really, I am. I just can't help but to be so protective of you sometimes."
"Why? I'm a grown ass women."
"Yeah well even grown ass women need some protecting sometimes". He said shrugging and running his hand through his hair. "Hey if you don't wanna y'all about it, we don't have too okay? Wanna hang?"
" I don't know, I don't think I'm up for hanging today"
"Are you that upset at me?" He asked with his puppy eyes.
"No" I chuckled "I'm feeling kind of light headed"
"Did you eat today? You always forget to do that for some odd reason."
"Oh right,I only had a latte today"
"Do you not care about yourself? You have a second person to care about now too, so you gotta do better."
"Second person? Who?"
He looked at my in disbelief "Um, your freaking baby????"
"Oh my goodness I'm not pregnant!" I yelled causing him to flinch.
"Okay okay I'm sorry please don't hit me!"
"Ugh I have to use the restroom. You got anything to eat?"
"Mmm nah I have to go grocery shopping but I can get us something. Chill here and lay down while I go get food, k?"
"Okay."
"Anything particular you want?"
"No anything is fine. As long as it's not Mexican, in-n-out, chicken or McDonald's."
"Yeah, anything is fine. I'll be back in a jiffy"
He said before grabbing his keys and jogging out of the room and down the stairs. I headed straight to his restroom having the urge to pee really badly out of nowhere.
"Ugh why do I feel so uneasy?"
I muttered to myself as I clutched day tummy and closed the door behind me. I sighed pulling my underwear down and sat on the toilet. I looked down and froze.
Well then, everything makes complete sense now. I'm on my period.
Even though I was in pain, I couldn't help but to rejoice. Thank God!
For a minute I was beginning to think I was pregnant for real. I chuckled at myself.
I am so so sooooo relieved. I honestly thought I was gonna be a mother so soon and not only that but a baby mama to a pop star. Lord knows I didn't want that.
I reached for the box of pads that resided under the cabinet which was just an arm stretch away.
Why does Jackson carry feminine products?........I.....I have no idea. Jack does a lot of questionable things that I just simply ignore.
I'm assuming it's because of his girlfriends who he claims never comes to his place....so yeah. He's just a weirdo.
I washed up and relocated to the living room. After browsing through channels for what seemed like forever, the doorbell rang.
I was kind of self conflicted because I didn't know if I should answer the door or not. It seems kind of rude to answer someone else's door.
I decided against my thought and answered the door as the person on the other side began to ring the doorbell rapidly.
"Hi, can I help you with something" I smiled at the woman that stood before me. She was pretty if I must say so myself.
My smile slowly faded away as she looked me up and down with such judgement. A single eyebrow lifted as she finally made eye contact with me.
"Who are you!"
"Um, can I help you with something."
"Where's Jackson?" She asked completely ignoring my question just as I did her. Her eyes wandered behind me with hopes to see Jackson.
"Oh he's not here right now. Do you want me to pass on a message for when he comes back?"
"Who the hell are you?"
"Excuse me?"
"Why are you in my mans house? What kind of relationship do you have with him?" She asked flipping her long jet black extensions over her shoulder and crossing her arms over her chest.
"I don't feel comfortable answering your questions being that I don't know you. Anyway, Jack will be home soon. I'll let him know you stopped by."
" I'm not going anywhere."
"I'm not asking you to. But I will definitely close this door. Bye bye."
As I pushed the door to close, her foot stopped it from shutting.
"Bitch you have two seconds to tell me what the hell you're doing in my man's house or things are gonna get ugly."