-Okey, don't pass out now but that's why. I'm just wanna be a normal guy. You most have a chanse to have a normal relationship, sa Justin.
-Yeah, but you could ask me. I thought it was fun to have photographers around all the time, sa jag tillbaka.
-Okay. I can say it to them Again, sa Justin.
-Please don't be mad at me...
-Okay, I'm not but I'm gotta stop to make songs.
-It's your choice. But you have to with Martina to. Think of all she has been through.
-She!? What about me? You have did it to me. I know how she feel.
-Ooh, so I gotta go now. I'm a bitch so you don't wanna be with a bitch. You will probably want me to move back to Sweden.
-No Nacha! That's not what I mean. You can't go back to Sweden.
-So what did you mean!? You're not mu mom, I do whatever I want.
-Bye Justin.
-Are you serious? I don't know what I should say.. I'm gonna cry in month, years if you leave me.
-I can leave with that.
-But not me! Please listen to me.
-But why, why Justin!? You just want to have someone like you can rape.
-What?

Han började få tårar i ögonen. Jag förstog att han värkligen menade allvar. Jag började själv gråta för ajg visste inte vad jag skulle göra och jag kände mig så korkad. Jag litade inte på min pojkvän men han menade helt allvar när han sa det till mig.

-Natacha, don't cry..
-Okay, we do like this : We go out to the party and just have fun. Was little more with Martina too. If you don't, I kill you.
-Okay. Just have fun. But can we talk about this later? I would like to sort this out, but later.
-Sure.

Jag öppnade dörren och gick ut. Där stog Martina. Hon hade hört allt vi sa. Plötsligt fick jag ont i benet av något. Jag visste inte vad men jag orkade inte stå upp.

-Autch, my leg!
-Natacha, what just happend? Sa Martina och satte sig brevid mig.
-I don't know.

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Av : Wilma