More Than A Fan (Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)

Chapter 20: Who's Fault

I unbuckled and ran out to the car that was in a ditch. I saw the car up against some trees and I ran to them.

"Mom!" I shouted. "Dad!"

I looked in the window and both of them were unconscious. I opened the car door with all the muscle I had and the car started smoking. I unbuckled my dad and pulled him out. I struggled and his foot was stuck.

"Brian?" I heard my mom's voice.

"Mom!" I looked over Brian.

"Lizzy," she closed her eyes. "Just get him out of here."

"No mama, I need to save you."

I went to her side of the car and it caught on fire. The hood was engulfed in flames and my mom's seat belt was stuck. I saw Justin run down the hill and he grabbed me.

"Lizzy no," he said. "They're going to be okay."

"NO JUSTIN I HAVE TO SAVE THEM," I sobbed. "I HAVE TO."

"Lizzy, you're going to get hurt."

"I don't care!"

The fire was going around the doors and coming inside the car. I coughed as smoke entered my lungs.

"Mommy, please." I cried. "Just hold on."

"We love you Lizzy more than you know. You've made us so proud, I'm sorry."

"Mom, it's okay. I love you," I cried.

She didn't answer. I hugged her and heard nothing. I sobbed and went to my dad's side. He was stuck in the car and I couldn't get him out.

"Lizzy come on," Justin pulled on my arm.

I sobbed and finally let him pull me up the hill and the car exploded. I fell to the ground and cried. Alfredo, Scooter, and Justin all surrounded me and tried to comfort me. Firemen showed up and they put my parents in body bags. I sat on the edge of the road and I was finally calm.

"Do you mind if I check out your arm?" A fireman came up to me.

I looked at my arm that had been burned, I never realized it until now. I stood up and walked to the back of an ambulance.

"Were those your parents?" He asked me.

"Yeah," I answered quietly.

"I'm Brian by the way," he smiled.

Tears ran down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry," he said. "It's hard. I lost my parents last year too."

"What happened?"

"They were murdered."

"Im so sorry," I said.

He poked at my skin and it burned. He wrapped up my arm.

"It's only a first degree burn but be careful, I'm sorry about your parents." Brian said.

I stood up, "thanks."