Recovery - Justin Bieber

18. Chapter Be Alright

You are in a dark room. It is so dark that you hardly can see your own hand in front of your face.

You hear a clicking noise, a creak and a loud cry.

You're shaking all over your body, your body is immobile. You're trying to figure out where the noises come from.  

It smells musty, and you can feel under your feet, the ground is muddy. You search for your phone in your pocket.

The battery is almost empty and you have no reception, but to light the room, it is sufficient.

You stand in an old ruin. You walk slowly in the direction where you suspect a door. Thr display of your phone wrnt back, it died completely.

Suddenly you hear a scream again and something like a whip sounds.

The fear in you is growing. Another whiplash, another scream.

And then complete silence over comes the space.

You pressed your back against a wall and don't move. Your breath is irregular.

Two headlights of a car illuminate for a few seconds the room.

A rat runs over your feet, what makes you scream.

You cover your mouth with your hand in fear that somebody has heard you. You can hear how two car doors are slammed in succession.

A panic attack is descend upon you. A cold shiver runs down your back as you hear a deep voice and realize how it comes closer and closer to you.  

You sit in a crouch in panic and hug your knees as you squeeze your eyes before you begin to pray.

The voice coming closer. One step after another comes up to you.

“Where are you, bitch?”, yells the voice in your direction.

  AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  

“Baby, baby...calm down! Sugar...everything is good...come on wake up. You only have a bad dream...Shhhhh...”, suddenly you hear a sweet raspy voice, and feel like being huged permanently by somebody.  

You wake up, it's the middle of the night, your breathing is irregular, your eyes wided and tears run down your cheek, as you realize that you are screaming out laugh.

“(Y/N), boo...what's going on? Calm down! You are safe.”, Justin tries to reassure you and caresses your back.

Gradually you relax again.

Your breathing slows.  

“You only have a bad dream.”, he informs you gently and kisses your shoulder.

“Just a dream, just a bad dream.”, you repeat whispering still in shock.

Suddenly someone knocks hard on the bedroom door what made you shrugs together with fright.

“Is everything okay with you? (Y/N), are you okay?”, you hear a hard voice screaming through the door, with a strong Italian accent.

“Luca, it's all ok!”, Justin calls. “She has just had a bad dream.”

“Okay...but can (Y/N) please give a sound of herself, I need to make sure that she is ok.”, he asks now quiet but assertive.

“Luca, I'm ok. Thank you my dear. Don't worry, go back to sleep.”, you reply softly.  

You look at Justin, lean down to him, kissing his bare chest and put your head on it.

He gives you a kiss on your head and starts to play with a strand of your long hair.