Crappy chapter name. And I think I misspelled a word. LOL Enjoy :P
XJustinX
I read Olivia's message, and tried to ask why she sent that, but she never did reply. I'm sure I left twenty text messages. I tried calling her, but it went straight to voicemail.
By midnight, I gave up, and sat in my hotel room, confused. I thought she actually liked me. Thats what Brianna said.
I mean...I feel the same way.
"Yo J. Bieber." Ryan G. walked into the room. "Whats wrong, bro?" he asked, now conerned.
"Olivia hates me." I said.
"So your goal is crushed?" Ryan asked.
"Man, shut up." I said. "I really liked her."
"What?" he asked.
"Yea." I said. "I mean, at first, I thought of her a game, but after actually hanging out with her, without her hating me, I actually liked it."
"So whats wrong?" Ryan asked.
"She hates me for some reason!" I yelled.
"Calm down, bro." Ryan said. "Why don't you meet her somewhere."
"Like she'll want to meet me anywhere." I said. I got onto my computer, and logged into facebook. Of course, I look at Olivia's profile, and sees that she's unfriended me.
Brianna wants to chat. I clicked on the box, and her face popped up on my screen.
"Hey." she greeted, smiling and waving.
"Hey." I said. She could sense something wrong.
"Whats wrong?" she asked.
"Olivia hates me." I said.
"What?!" she asked. "Why?" I shrugged.
"I can talk to her if you want." she said. I nodded.
"Thanks." I said.
"You like her?"
I paused before answering. "I...think so."
"Awwww!!!" Brianna gushed. "Thats adorable!!"
I rolled my eyes. "I'mma go." I said. "Tired."
"Okay. Nighty night popstar." she said before clicking off. I closed the computer, and layed out on my bed.
"Don't worry, bro." Ryan said. "She'll come around. Maybe she's just mad at something she found."
I sat up. "Or heard."
"What?" Ryan asked.
"She asked me something about Kimberly." I looked up at him. "You don't think.."
"How could she?" Ryan asked. "It's been a couple of weeks. Like she's gonna care."
I shrugged. "I guess so."
"Night man." Ryan said, shutting off my light and walking out of the room.
"Night." I said, and layed back, staring at the ceiling.
Right as I was about to fall asleep, my phone vibrates. I sat up, and reached for my phone, hoping it was Olivia.
It was Brianna.
GO TO THE HOSPITAL NOW! OLIVIA'S BEEN IN A WRECK!
XOliviaX
Alls I could remember before I hit the truck pulling out of a parking lot, was I was on the phone with Brianna. She was asking why I was so pissed at Justin. It made me even more mad, so I pressed alitle harder on the gas.
Tears were clouding my vision, so I never did see the car, until I ran smack into the side of it. My phone was thrown to the side, as I held on tight to the wheel, and ducked my head as glass flew.
Next thing I know, alls I see is light.
"What on earth?" I asked myself. My voice echoed, so it was obvious nothing was around me. "Am I dead?"
I got up off the ground, and walked around. It seemed like I wasn't going anywhere, until I saw a small doorway. I walked through, and was now in a field.
The grass looked real. The touch felt real, but it didn't feel real. Across the field was another doorway, that lead right back into the white room.
I stood in the field a moment longer. Suddenly, the door disappeared, and in it's place was Justin. I glarred, and turned away.
He moved closer to me, but didn't make a sound. When I looked over, he had his hand outstretched to me. Even when he said nothing, I could tell by his eyes he was sorry.
"No." I spat. "Your a dirty player!" I ran off, but only ended up back where I was, except I was behind Justin. He slowly turned, and outstretched his hand again.
"Get away!" I yelled. "I don't like you!" His eyes changed. Now he looked about to cry. I turned away, and didn't look back. I saw the door open again, and I ran over to it.
I was back in the white room, alone. The doorway to the field disappeared, and I stood there, alone. I felt bad for screaming at Justin like that.
Suddenly, the sound of beeping erupted inside the small space. I covered my ears, but the sound seemed to be inside my head, so when I closed my ears, the beeping sound became more clearer.
I felt something cold, and damp on my shirt sleeve. I looked down, but didn't see anything. A strong pain shot through my forehead. Something dripped down to my cheek, but as I tried to wipe it away, there was nothing there.
And the pain in my arm increased.
"What the heck?" I asked myself. I continued to try and figure out wht my body felt this way, then I felt a grip on my left arm, and I was pulled to the right. I fell onto my back, and my eyes closed.
Then I'm sure I died.
x Justin x
I was stopped by traffc. I got out of the car, and walked over to the huge crowd. I shoved my way through, and saw the police asking one man questions. I saw a red truck, with dents in the center of the side.
Then I saw Olivia's car, turned over near a ditch. They pulled someone up on a stretcher.
It was Olivia.
"Olivia!" I yelled. Brianna was next to Olivia. When she saw me, she motioned me over. When a cop stopped me, Brianna told him I was with her.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I was only asking her why she was so mad, and next thing I hear is a loud crash, and the line dies."
I looked over at Olivia's body. She lay, motionless.
"Is she..." I couldn't finish my sentence. My throat closed, and tears formed in my eyes.
"She's out cold." Brianna said. I nodded, and wipped the tears away. Brianna stopped, and wrapped her arms around my body. I wrapped mine around hers, and let the tears roll down my cheeks.
"Come on." Brianna said, tears falling down from her eyes too. "We'll meet them at the hopsital." I ran to my car, and Brianna followed behind me as we followed the ambulance.
When we got to the hospital, Olivia went to the back, and Brianna and I waited paciently in the waiting room.
I didn't look up from the ground until a doctor walked by to talk to Brianna and I.
"Are you family to Olivia?" the doctor asked. We both nodded silently.
"Okay." he said. He ran a hand through his hair. Tears formed in my eyes again, and I let them fall. People busted out their camera's to get Justin Bieber crying in a hospital.
The doctor took a deep breath, and said...
CLIFFHANGER!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAA!!!!! LOL
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