His Inspiration (A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)

Chapter 13

"Justin I think your visitor needs to leave, we have things to discuss." Dr.Grimshaw instructed while holding my bloody towel.

Now i'm just wondering how they found it.

Felicity walked out, disappointment present in her eyes.

"I'll call you later." I said as she was leaving.

"Alright." She responded as she excused herself past Dr.Grimshaw.

I felt let down as she left. Not having her here brought me back to reality. And that put me in an even worse mood.

"Justin lets go down to my office." The doctor commanded.

"Can we not? I'm not feeling well." I somewhat lied.

"This is really beneficial to your recovery, I'd really appreciate it if you'd follow me." He responded.

I want her back here. I really need her, I didn't realize that she makes me strong. Sighing, I reluctantly followed him through the winding halls to his office.

He sat down at his massive desk, while I sat on the couch playing with the sleeves of my sweater.

"Let's get down to business." he started. "How long had you been clean before this?"

"About two weeks." I replied.

"Do you feel guilty for the relapse?" He questioned.

"Yeah, for the first time in a while. It makes her upset when I do this, and I want to stop and get out of here for her." I admitted.

"I see. Where did you cut?" He asked.

"Just along my arm right here." I lied, pulling up the sleeve to show him the fresh pink scar.

His face was emotionless. "Anywhere else?" I'm getting tired of these god damn ques ions.

"No." I snapped a bit too quickly.

"Alright then." He replied writing things down.

He could tell I was uneasy and in a bad mood for the rest of the session. I had to at least fake to be happy to not pose suspicion.

I slowly dragged myself back to my room and started to strip.

"Oh my gosh, Justin. I'm so sorry!" Fliss said scaring me half to death.

"Hi Fliss, didn't see you there!" I said with a smirk, instantly getting happy seeing her.

"I can leave if you want..." She said shyly.

"Nah you can stay" I replied, still smiling.

"Good, good" Fliss responded.

I changed into some gray sweatpants and a white v-neck. I went over to my bed and flopped down. Felicity moved over to the bed, and sat down right next me.

"So how are you doing" she questioned.

"Better now that you're here" I admitted.

"Awww that's great to hear, but seriously how are you?" Felicity said.

Right then she reached over and grabbed my hand with both of hers. She started tracing my newest scar, and looked up at me her eyes bright, awaiting my answer.

"I'm not well, but thinking about you makes my day so much better, and I'm actually serious. " I responded looking into her eyes, being sincere.

"Justin it means a lot to me to know I can have that effect on you." She stated tears in her eyes.

I didn't know how to respond. I wasn't aware that she felt so deeply about me. She had a piece of hair falling in front of her face, I took it and tucked it behind her ear, grazing her cheek and jawline as I slowly brought my hand down.

Then she leaned in and connected our lips. Her lips were warm and plump against mine. She poked her tongue through, asking for entrance. I opened my mouth our teeth collided, each of us hungry for more. Her tongue was exploring my mouth, and damn this girl knows how to kiss. I pull back lightheaded and needing air.

I broke the silence

"Wow."