The Fall (Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

And the drama begins... - Chapter 1

(Justin's POV):

"Mom, Jazzy! Where are you?" I yelled as loud as I could. I needed to find them. This was all my fault. The whole house was up in flames... Because of me.

I try running back into the house but get stopped by a fireman, "you can't go back in there.. it's too dangerous" he told me as him and another firemen were holding me back.

I was pushing them away and trying to get them to understand. "You don't understand, I need to get in there for fuck sakes!" I yelled and pushed past them one more time before stumbling forewards as one of the firemen fell to the floor. I managed to stop myself from falling and carried on running back into my burning house. I bet I could do a better job than them idiots with finding my family.

I was running through all the rooms trying to find them. Suddenly, I hear a scream coming from upstairs. I race up the stairs calling out her name, knowing exactly who the scream was...

"Jazzy?!" I call out.

I heard her begin to cry.. "J-Justin?!" She yelled.

As soon as I figured out she was in her room, I ran straight to her. She was locked in her room. I went to open it and burnt my hand on the handle, "fuck!" I cursed. I need to get to her. "Jazzy, stand back.." I warned and once I heard her shuffle I kicked the hinge of the door, breaking it and kicked the door once more causing it to slam to the floor. I looked up and my eyes met with hers as she ran towards me and leaped into my arms. She held onto my neck and wouldn't let go. I lifted her up and began carrying her out as quick as I could. She was my little sister, only fucking 14 years old and she's put through this all because of me. I'm never going to forgive myself.

I reached the front door and we were both coughing horribly. I gave her to one of the firemen who said they would take care of her.

"Justin! Don't leave me, please, Justin.." she cried.

I caressed her cheek, "I've got to go back for Mom..." I tell her and she nods. The firemen snaps his head over to me after realising what I just said and he try's to tell me no. I looked at him and just turned away, heading back into the house. I hear him shout for someone to grab me, So I just ran. I ran back into the burning house to find my Mom.

"Mom?! Mom, where the fuck are you?!" I begin to panic.

I couldn't find her anywhere. I started crawling up the stairs as I tried to not breath in any smoke. I covered my mouth with my shirt and started kicking down the doors to find her.

"M-mom?!" I yelled and started coughing again, falling to the floor.

I stood up and ran down the corridoor to her room. That's when I saw her... just laying there on the floor with fire all around her.

"Fuck, Mom!" I ran straight to her through the fire.

Luckily, it didn't catch my clothes as I was quick. I picked her up, holding her in my arms and tried to get back out but the fire got worse. Her lamp at the side of her bed exploded, causing the fire to get bigger and spread towards the door, blocking my way out.

I quickly smashed open the window with my elbow, cursing at the pain. I called out for help and immediately, a bunch of firemen ran to the bottom of the window and told me to grab a mattress. I did as they said, putting Mom down and quickly pulled her mattress from her bed. I chucked it out the window for them to place on the floor. Picking Mom up, I held her tight in my arms, tucking her head into my shoulder so she didn't get hurt, and I jumped. I felt the sharp pain go through my feet and legs as I hit the mattress. I shook it off.

A firemen took my Mom from me into his own arms as I asked, "Is she gonna be okay?" I looked up at him with hope as I watched my Mom get rushed over to an ambulance.