Justin Bieber Interracial Imagines

Memories

My son and I were finally moving from our old house to our new house. We were unpacking things when my son found something. 

"Dad look what I found." My son said shoving a polaroid in my face. It was a picture of his mom, Jocelyn, and I. 

I took the picture and sat on a box full of clothes examining it. "Thats mom isn't it?" Jordan sat next to me looking over my arms. I croaked out a scratchy 'yes' and rubbed my face trying not to cry.

Jocelyn left this world when Jordan was 2 years old. He's now 6. 

We had just left a New Year's party and were on our way back to Jocelyn's mother's house. Everything seemed to move quickly. The ball had dropped and we had kissed of course like any other couple on New Year's. We also had a couple of drinks but ultimately we were both  tired from both being up so late. We hadn't been up like that since Jordan had been born. 

We decided to take a taxi so we could ensure we would make it home safe. 

So we thought.

Jocelyn hopped in the front, for a reason I still to this day cannot figure out why. I tried to get her to sit in the back with me, but the way she acts on her liquor I decided to not even put up a fight.

I don't remember much after that I faded off to sleep.

Next thing I remember is being jerked to the side hitting my head on the dark window and hearing ear aching screams. I looked over at Jocelyn to see a car smashed into the car we were in on Jocelyn's side. I quickly scrambled to open the back door to get to Jocelyn. The driver of the taxi tried to open the door, but it was lodged between the front of the car. 

I made my way to the back of the car and pulled her from the seat of the car to the back. She wailed in pain as I did so. I sat on the pavement on the side of the road holding her head in my lap while other's pulled over to help.

Overtime her wailing got softer and softer until she was just silently crying with her eyes fluttering, trying to stay open.

"Baby, Baby stay conscious." I pleaded kissing her forehead.

 "Remember in high school when I used to stare at you and you thought I was that 'one creepy white kid'?" I chuckled vividly remembering. I used to watch Jocelyn from afar because I never had the courage to talk to her. 

She tried to smile but it quickly faded. Her face filled with obvious pain. 

"Remember that song I wrote for you? When your grandma died of cancer?"

She tried to nod her head. I decided to sing it for her to calm her down.

Through the storm and through the clouds

Bumps on the road and upside down now

I know it's hard, babe, to sleep at night

Don't you worry

'cause everything's gonna be alright, ai-ai-ai-aight

Be alright, ai-ai-ai-aight

Through the sorrow, and the fights,

Don't you worry

'cause everything's gonna be alright, ai-ai-ai-aight

Be alright, ai-ai-ai-aight

All alone, in my room

Waiting for your phone call to come soon

And for you, oh, I would walk a thousand miles,

To be in your arms, holding my heart

Oh, I,

Oh, I,

I love you

And everything's gonna be alright, ai-ai-ai-aight

Be alright, ai-ai-ai-aight

I could hear the sirens in the distance. "Joce help is coming don't worry everything gonna be alright."

I kissed her forehead once more and prayed. As the help arrived she closed her eyes. She died. 

I remember when everybody wanted to give up on me and she didn't.  I remember when everybody said I was no good and that I would never amount to anything and she didn't. I remember when I told her to  to stay with me and she didn't.