Adopted by Justin Bieber

26. Cole J Harper

above is a picture of  characters Kay & Cole hehe at one of the time they attended an award show. and also, this pic is the one Kay posted on Instagram at the very last part!

Sorry for not updating for like two months. i am still breathing, just under alot of pressure a few times and needed recovery. I love you, enjoy this chapter.

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Katherina POV

"Dad, speed up!" I cried.

I want to get to the hospital fast enough. I cannot believe I lost Cole.

I already lost Cole.

"Sky, baby. I'm getting us there as fast as possible. I'm speeding up like s.hit right now, I need you to calm down," he said.

I didn't say anything. Instead I let myself fall deeper into the seat, and cried myself out again. I eventually cried so hard, I started sobbing.

Dad reached out for my hand and grabbed it, giving a light squeeze of assurance.

"It's gonna be okay." He whispered.

But right now, all I want is to hug Cole, peck his lips and then I'll let him go.

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"V-vic!" I cried out and she engulfed me into a hug.

Her tears were dry. Maybe because she cried so much, her tears dried up.

"I am so sorry for hanging up and not completing what I'm saying," She whispered, still holding me tightly.

"What do you mean?" Dad asked, sitting down with Kendall next to him.

"He made it. The life support, he made it," Vic said, tears started to pool around her eyes.

"What?" I said, putting my hand over my mouth in disbelief.

"You can go and-"

I don't care, I ran to his room and found him staring at the pale blue wall through the door's little window.

I swung the door open and ran up to him, "Fu.ck. Don't do that again!"

"I'm so sorry, baby." He croaked.

"I nearly thought I lost you-"

"Shh. Everything is okay, everything is gonna be okay. Trust me." He whispered.

"Listen here, Kat." He croaked. He sounded like he wanted to cry, like he had been holding on. He eventually let out a few tears out and I quickly wiped them off, kissing his cheek after.

I nodded, encouraging him to continue.

"Whatever I'm saying right now, I want you to listen and don't say a word. You are allowed to talk after I am finished." He said and I nodded again, silencing myself.

He motioned me to lay next to him and I obliged.

"I want you to know that I enjoyed the times we had together. I am very honored to be your listening ear, to be your shoulder to cry on. I am very pleased to know that I am there for you, in times you were stressed out with the fame, family, anything." He let out. I held a sob as tears continued their way down my cheeks.

I nodded and kissed his jawline.

"And if, I proceed to my afterlife, and cannot be there for you anymore, can you promise that you'll continue living and don't ever give up to that point of time?" He asked, looking down at me.