I lost, but i fought || J.B

chapter 5

shit. "ehm... i'm gonna go to bed... ehm.. the food was delicious, thank you very much" i said and jumped off the chair and ran as fast as i could to my room. i opened the door and closed it fast and sat down against the wall.

**flashback: 2 years ago**

i was running running so fast trough the woods. i need to get away from him. so much pain, but i need to run. i need help. i have been running  for about 30 minutes and I'm still in the woods. i don't know if he is after me or what? it's worth the pain i'm going home. was what motivated me to keep going.

i bumped into someone. the person caught me before i fell to the ground. "help me" was the last thing i remember saying before i blacked out.

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i woke up to the sound of beeping. i fluttered my eyes open so that i could get used to the lights. i looked around and saw a boy sleeping in a chair next to my bed holding my hand. i looked around some more and realized that i was in a hospital. i looked at the boy again. i don't know this person. who is that? i was going to say something, but my throat was so sore. so i couldn't say anything. what to do? my hand, i squeezed my hand that were in his. and looked at him. his eyes opened carefully. and i looked directly into his beautiful hazel eyes.

"hey" he said with a small smile. i just smiled back. "i'm gonna find a nurse" he said pointing at the door. i nodded. moments later he came back with a nurse she looked at me and smiled.

"hello. do you remember what happened to you?" she asked me. and now that i think about it i have no idea what happened or why i'm here?. i shook my head and looked at her.

"well this young man found you running in the woods 2 months ago. you came in a coma from blood loss and overworking your body. you had a gash on your lower leg, a deep wound above your pantie line and one on your stomach, a gun shot and your lower back and your shoulder and a big deep cut under your left breast. we had to operate your leg, but its fine now. and the cut under your left breast made it hard for you to breath. you've been in big danger of dying" it was all coming back to me now. how i fell when i ran and got the big gash. how i ran right into a stick and it stabbed me in my stomach and above my pantie line. when the man shot me in the back and in the shoulder when i was running away. when he stabbed me under my left boob every time he raped me.

i closed my eyes and swallowed hard.

"do you need a glass of water?" the nurse asked me. i nodded without opening my eyes. when i heard the door closing i opened them and looked at the boy. he looked at me with worried look. i just smiled a weak smile to him. the nurse came in with a glass of water and gave it to me. i drank it up pretty fast and handed it to the nurse again when it was empty.

"so do you remember any of these things happening?"

"no i'm sorry" i lied.

"it's okay baby" she said and walked out.

"liar" the boy said when the nurse was out of hearing reach.

"how do you know?" i asked and looked at the boy.

"the fear in your eyes when she told you everything. if you still hadn't remembered anything you would've been more shocked or confused" he explained.

"wow, you're good" i said and looked down at my hands.

"who are you anyways?" i asked after a while.

"i'm Justin. Justin Bieber" he said. "i've been visiting you everyday since you bumped into me. i couldn't just leave you here" he continued. a tear fell down my cheek.

"thank you. i don't have anyone anymore, so it means a lot" i said and looked at him. he looked deep in thought and after a while he asked me.

"what do you mean 'you don't have anyone'?"

"my parents and my brother were killed" i said and i felt my eyes get very teary. i tried to hold it inn, but i couldn't so i started crying. justin sat down on the bed next to me and pulled me close to him.

"i'm so sorry" he said as i cried into his chest.

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Justin have been visiting me every day for the last month and we've become super good friends. i can also walk by myself now. it hurts, but i don't care.

Justin just left and a nurse came in and sat on the chair next to my bed.

"so you can leave today" she said "we are sending you to an orphanage" she continued. i felt a little sad, but i didn't have any one to go to so it was for the best. i nodded.

"they will take good care of you, and give you clothes and everything you need, okay?" i nodded again. the only person i really talked to was Justin. and by now i had told him everything that happened. how everything was before in Norway and about my family and friends.

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i've been at the orphanage for about a month and i haven't heard anything from Justin and by now i've given up hope. he wasn't coming, he forgot about me. i need to forget about him to, but it's kinda hard when he is everywhere. he's an artist now and a big one too. i'm so proud of him. he used to tell me about how he wanted to be famous and posted videos on YouTube. his "my world" tour is starting soon. yes i'm proud, but mad as hell. why did he stop visiting me?

**flashback over**

i was taken out of my thoughts by a knock on the door and justin begging me to let him in. i hesitated for a while before i stood up and opened the door.

"why didn't you say anything?" he asked while he looked at the floor.

"you clearly forgot about me" i said.

"but.." he started, but i cut him off. "and FYI my name is Lucy now not Hannah" i said looking at him.

"you changed your name?" he asked a little shocked.

"not legally" i said with a shrug.

"Hannah i-i.." he started again, but i cut him off again. "save it Justin.. you stopped visiting me, you stopped caring, I HAD NO ONE!!" i yelled the last part. "you where my only friend, the only person i trusted, but you left me just like everybody else, except mama, papa and Lucas didn't have a choice" i said and by now tears where running down my face.

Justin just looked at the ground.

"2 years Justin... all by my self. i talked to no one. i told you everything. i trusted you" i said and i was crying so much i couldn't even stand anymore i fell down on my knees.

"i was bullied at school..." i started after i had calmed down my crying a little. "i needed a friend, i needed you" i continued. "you saved me and i'm thank-full"

i looked up at Justin he was still looking at the ground.

"but you left me" i finished.

"Hannah.." he started. "stop... i don't need an excuse" i spat "HANNAH MARIE STEELE WOULD YOU LISTEN TO ME!" he yelled at me and i'm sure the whole town could hear it. i looked at him and gave him a "go ahead"-look.

"i couldn't find you the day after when i came to the hospital you weren't there. i asked everyone if they could tell me where you were, but everyone just said you were in an orphanage" he explained. "no one knew which one. so i called every orphanage in town and asked for you, but no one had you" he continued. "i looked for you" he finished. by now i was on my feet.

"well you didn't look long enough" i started. i looked at him for a moment. "you were different, the Justin i knew wouldn't have given up. 'never give up it's always a chance of victory' remmeber?" i said as i walked past him and out the door. he used to say that to me all the time. to never give up. i walked down to the kitchen and everyone was still sitting at the table totally quiet looking down.

"ehm.. hi?" i said. everyone looked at me.

"hello Hannah" christian said and got up and walked past me. he seemed mad.

"i'm just gonna pack my stuff" i said and turned to walk up again.

"Why?" Mrs. Beadles said with worry in her voice.

"you're sending me back, right?" i said and looked at them with a sad look.

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