I tossed and turned in the bed then suddenly jumped awake and kicks my legs as I do so. I look around the unfamiliar surroundings and hears a slight groan as I have now woken up Jason.
He sits up and looks at me, "Are you okay?" He asks me
"uh y-yeah I j-just had a bad dream". I say and he nods
"do you want to discuss it as sometimes your bad dreams are your fears." He says
"I dreamt that my dad found me" I tell him there is more to that but I don't really want to go into detail it's just too realistic.
"You're so strong" he tells me and I look at him confused, he then turns on the lamp that's on his bedside table.
"I'm not strong I'm more like the opposite of that" I say.
"trust me you are one of the most strongest people I've ever met, I don't know what your dad has done to you but I can tell by your face its something no one should have to go through. Hopefully you will one day trust me enough to tell me about it but whatever your dad put you through you never gave up, you held on, you kept on fighting for I don't even know for how many years but you did and that my friend is strength, determination and hope." He says and I can't help but smile I've never thought about it that way.
The fact that I put up with the way that I was treated for 14 years and I still never gave up I guess I'm stronger than I thought and stronger than what my dad and his gang mates told me.
"T-thank you it's k-kinda feels nice for someone to say s-something nice to me f-for once instead of m-making me feel worthless" I say
"you are not worthless Justin okay everyone is worth something in this world it may be small but you never know, you may be worth something important to the world or just to one person but you are still worth something" he tells me.
"you are honestly one of the kindest of people I've met in a long time" I say.
"it's nothing honestly" he says "it's nit just n-nothing I wish I escaped and came across you s-sooner" I say.
"thanks I appreciate that, but we should probably get back to sleep it's like 5am" he says looking at his clock I nod and we both lay back down and fall asleep.
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I've decided to update twice today as I haven't updated in over a month.
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Son Of A Criminal (BxB) (Jastin)
FanfictionJustin Bieber a 22 year old who's living in hell ever since his dad took Justin away with him from the rest of his family to be trained, this is his life story about being a son of a criminal.
