My Badboy Fairytale {Justin Bieber} [Sequel to He's Just...Different]

Chapter 40 - 'Promise Me...'

Chapter Forty

- Kellie's POV -

"Kellie, this is fucking bullshit," through the phone, Justin sounds annoyed, frustrated, angry, and tired. I let out a sigh not sure of what to say. I chew on my nails, trying to come up with something.

"Justin, you never know, it could be good for you," I say slowly, hoping he would understand and not get even more angry.

"How the hell is this going to help me?" he retorts quickly. I honestly do not know what to tell him.

One may be confused, but he just got done telling me about how he has been ordered to go to an anger management therapist. He said it was something to do with the deposition he had, but I myself am still unsure. I don't think anyone would want to go, especially if they're forced, but honestly, I think this could really help him. He has so many demons inside of him and I think he could really work them out.

"Kellie," he says snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry," I mutter sympathetically. "Maybe you should just go once and see how it does," I suggest. I am kind of hoping he would go, if I'm honest.

"I don't know, therapists don't work," he says stubbornly. He has not said much about going to therapy in the past, but for someone like him, I know he has had to have gone at least once. "What are you doing right now?" he asks suddenly.

"Justin, don't change the subject," I tell him sternly; I know him too well and I know exactly what he is doing.

"We'll talk about it later," he shrugs me off quickly. "So, what are you doing?" he repeats.

"Nothing," I mumble, just now realizing how much of a slob I have been the past two days. Ever since I had my conversations with Zander and Lucas, a huge weight of worry has been lifted off of my shoulders. Especially with Lucas. I just feel... happy now. Just happiness.

"Come over and stay tonight," he says and I can imagine him pouting with puppy dog eyes. I wouldn't mind seeing it though because frankly, it's cute as hell.

"Okay," I don't even think twice about it. I need to get out of my bed anyways. "I'll be there in like thirty minutes," I say, pushing my duvet off of me.

"Alright, I love you," he speaks genuinely and I immediately smile from his words.

"I love you too," I say before ending our phone call. He is another reason why everything seems so easy lately. Somehow, we did it; we made it through all of this shit and now we're happier than ever.

There is nothing like being in love. I think it makes you feel like you are on top of the world; like you can do anything. You always feel safe and secure, even when you're just thinking about that person. It's like heaven on Earth.