Justin Bieber Imagines

Imagine for @xarigrxdex!

Imagine for @xarigrxdex

I sighed knowing I wouldn't get any sleep tonight either. Ever since I started reading those comments on all my Instagram pictures and on my twitter, I just haven't been able to fall asleep at night, at least not if I don't take a sleeping pill. Actually all those comments had made me develop a depressing, and even a really bad one!

Justin had apparently noticed me moving around, because he turned around to look at me. He gently smiled and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"Can't sleep?" he asked with his raspy voice, I sighed and shook my head.

"What are you thinking about?" Justin asked, as he hid his head in the crook of my neck.

"Nothing special" I told him, as I faked a smile. If he just knew about all of this everything would be perfectly fine, but I don't want to make him sad, so I keep it to myself.

"Just try to fall asleep" Justin mumbled in my neck, I nodded my head and closed my eyes, but I still couldn't fall asleep, so I waited for Justin to fall back to sleep, so that I could go to the bathroom and take my anti-depressants. Finally I could feel Justin's breath got heavier, so I quietly crawled out of our bed and walked out to the bathroom. I found my pills under the towels in the cabin under the sink.

I got two out and then placed the bottle on its place. I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror before swallowing the pills. As I had swallowed them, I started crying. Maybe everything the haters told me was actually true? I mean, I am really ugly, I don't understand what Justin sees in me, and neither does his fans!

Finally I could feel myself getting tired, so I went back to bed and lay down beside Justin. Justin gently groaned and wrapped his arms around my waist. I gently smiled, not a completely real smile, but a decent smile....

The next morning when I woke up, Justin had already left the house. I sighed, as I noticed the tiny note on Justin's pillow. "Went to the studio to finish a song or two. I'll see you tonight beautiful! I love you," the note said, I sighed and crawled out of bed. I went into the bathroom and took a long nice shower, then afterwards I just found some black sweatpants, an adidas hoodie and a pair of black adidas shoes. I decided not to wear any makeup, since I would just be staying at home, and my hair was just in a messy bun. I unplugged my phone from the charger and went downstairs. I wasn't hungry, so I just made myself some coffee. After making the coffee I went into the living room with my laptop. I turned it on and checked Twitter, "You're such a whore! Why don't you just go kill yourself?" Someone had replied to my latest tweet, I sucked in my breath and my lip started trembling.

"Kill yourself NO ONE WANTS YOU!" someone else had replied, that really broke my heart tears started running down my face and a sob or two left my mouth.

I closed my laptop and stood up, I ran upstairs again and ran into the bathroom, where I found my razor. I hadn't been using that razor for two years, but I just needed to use it now! I let the razor slide across my wrist, and then familiar feeling of pain rushed through my body, but I liked the feeling, it made me feel a different kind of pain than all the awful comments.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" the familiar sound of Pattie's voice rushed through my ears. Immediately I stopped cutting myself and looked at her.

"I-I" I tried to say something, but I just couldn't. More tears started running down my cheeks, and Pattie immediately sat down beside me and hugged me from the side.

"Hey Sweetie, it's okay" Pattie comforted, I shook my head and started sobbing really loudly.

"No it's not Pattie, the last few months have been so horrible" I told her, as I continued to cry. Pattie simply nodded her head and pulled me close to her, she grabbed a towel that was lying beside her and wrapped it around my wrist.