Fairy Tales
SS by Jennifer
Rated PG-13
Justin's POV
A fairy tale, that’s what it was. A damn fairy tale.
But everyone knows that fairy tales aren’t really true.
I had everything…and there I go, fucking it all up.
And sometimes I lay there…all alone, thinking of how I could be holding her right now,
touching her… kissing her… I often lose myself in these kinds of memories until the
point where I couldn’t take it anymore and broke down.
I did everything I could to forget about her…I drank her away, her fucked around and I
partied all night long. This stuff did help for a while…erasing all of our memories away
from me, forgetting about her, not giving a shit to any guy she was with or any picture I
saw in a magazine. I didn’t need her to hear her voice to comfort me, I didn’t need her to
tell me that my song was great, I didn’t need the smell of her skin, or her bright smile or
her gentle kiss. I didn’t need her anymore.
Life goes on I told myself, and that I just had to be strong, and somehow, I made it.
I made it through the lonely days and nights without her.
I had many women, I mean, I’m the biggest pop star in the world I have tons of women
throwing themselves at me! But none of them really made me happy. Not the way she
did. They could never make me feel the kind of joy she did by just hearing her laugh.
Or brighten my mood in a second by just hearing her voice.
But of course, I didn’t need her anymore…
As I watch the television I see her beautiful body dancing in perfect rhythm to the music.
God I miss her.
I quickly turn away from the TV. like it’s going to punch me or something. How pathetic
is that huh? I flick it off quickly. I couldn’t bear to listen to that angelic voice sing.
I would fall apart.
I try forbidding myself from letting her image into my mind.
It hurts way too much. But it’s too late.
The sight of that beautiful face has held on tight to my mind and refuses to let go.
A hear a light knock on my door. It’s Jayce.
“Justin, man, you ready?”
Great. Okay, now is not the time to get all emotional.
“Yeah I’ll be right there.” I manage to stutter.
I get ready as fast as I could.
Just as I was about to leave my eyes had fallen upon a picture of us.
It was just a little while ago that we seemed so happy. So in love.
Now it seems like a million years ago.
I shove the frame inside the drawer. Why the hell was that dumb thing even out here
anyway? Screw her.
I even though when I was joining Jayce and the rest of the guys I seemed fairly composed
I was having an eternal battle.
One side loving her and one side trying hard not to.
And one side was obviously winning.
I love her. Britney.
And still I’m smiling for the cameras while telling myself that fairy tales are for children.
And I guess this one fairy tale can’t have a happy ending.