Ghost of You (Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter Three

Justin's Point of View

"She didn't mean to do that you know," Doctor Scott said and wrapped some gauze around my hand.

I was in his office now after Scarlett stabbed me with the glass. My hand hurt like a bitch and I felt anger towards her. Why did she hate me so much? She didn't even know me. I also felt kind of bad for her. When the doctors pushed me out of the way they had to give her a needle forcefully, and she looked like she was in a lot of pain.

"Hmm sure she didn't," I muttered.

"She really didn't, she just thought you were someone else. You look exactly like someone she knows." He explained.

"If you don't mind me asking, what's wrong with Scarlett?" I asked, really wanting to know. 

"Well, Scarlett doesn't like to talk about it. She doesn't want me to tell people about it. But you can ask her if you want. But I suggest you become friends with her. She needs someone her age to communicate with. It might help her get over what happened," He explained a small smile on his face.

I think it would be hard to become friends with someone after they stabbed me. "Can you at least tell me what I can do so she doesn't stab me again?" I chuckled, scratching the back of my neck. 

He thought about for a bit before answering, "Well, if she gets scared of you leave, don't yell period or try to help. If you yell she'll cry and panic even more," He explained and waited for me to do something. I nodded and he continued, "I really think this could help, if you're willing to help her," He told me. 

I thought about it, unsure if I wanted to be friends with her. I guess I could try it but if she stabs me again, I'm out. 

"Alright, thanks," I told him and got up when he was done bandaging my hand.

Alright, time to go see Jazzy. I walked into the elevator and pressed her floor number. I don't want Jazzy to see Scarlet anymore. I just don't want Jazzy to get hurt like I did. When the elevator reached the floor I got out and started walking to Jazzy's room.

I walked in her room and saw Jazzy sitting on her bed playing with her Teddy bear. I sat on her bed beside her and she looked up at me. She smiled when she saw me but her eyes were sad and she was obviously upset.

"How's my favorite girl?" I asked and smiled warmly at her.

"Good." She said, looking back down at her Teddy Bear. She didn't sound good. 

"What's wrong?" I asked. She looked down, "Nothing...."

"Come on, tell me." I said, stroking a piece of her hair out of her face gently.

"I'm sad because Scarlett yelled at me," She mumbled, sticking out her bottom lip into a pout.

I sighed again and scooped her onto my lap, wrapping my arms around her, "She didn't mean to, princess," I kissed her forehead to make her feel better. A small smile appeared on her lips and she hugged her teddy closer to her.

Speaking of Scarlett...

"Can you promise me something?" I asked. She nodded. 

"Promise me that you won't go see Scarlett anymore," I stared down at her, wanting to her to know how serious I was. 

"Whyyyyy?" Jazzy whined.

"Because she hurt me and I don't want you to get hurt." I said and held out my hand, showing her the bandage. Jazzy poked my hand and I winced, pulling my hand away from her. But I didn't tell her it hurt I don't want her to feel bad for me. She's got enough to worry about.

"So will you promise me that?" I asked. She simply nodded her head. I hope she actually listens to me.

I sighed and smiled at her, "What if I take you out for ice-cream later?" I poked her tummy, making her giggle. 

She smiled widely and nodded her head quickly.

Scarlett's point of view

"He wasn't going to hurt you, Scarlett," Jennifer told me for the 5th time.

I rolled my eyes at her. I'm getting real tired of her telling me lies. "Yes he was! He was so close to me! He could have killed me right there!" I yelled.

"Please don't yell. Scarlett. Justin wouldn't hurt anyone," She explained. That's what she thinks. Everyone thinks Master's in jail but I know he's not. I know he's coming for me. I mean he was just in my room half an hour ago.

"Can I please just see Jazzy now?" I asked impatiently. I asked if I could see Jazzy about four times but no, they won't let me see her. The doctors think I'm going to hurt her or something. I would never hurt Jazzy. I can't believe I actually yelled at her. I wasn't thinking right. The guilt was eating me up inside and I had to see how she was doing. It's Master's fault.

Jennifer sighed and sat down on the edge of my bed, "Okay, Scarlett, you can't go see her because Justin doesn't want her around you anymore," She explained.

"You mean Master," I muttered. I still don't believe 'Justin" is Jazzy's brother, no matter how many times they tell me otherwise.

Jennifer ignored my correction, "You can't see her,"

I frowned, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion, "What do you mean I can't see her? Of course I can go see her," I climbed out of bed, grabbing my bathroom and quickly throwing it on. 

"I know you're upset but you can't see her for now, just wait a couple of days and maybe Justin will change his mind," She sighed and pulled me back down on my bed by pushing on my shoulder.

I frowned, chewing on my bottom lip, feeling guiltier and upset before. This was all Master's fault. I clenched my fists together in anger and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I hated him for this. Jazzy is my only friend and now she's slipped away, all because of what Master did to me.

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