Hold Tight (A Justin Bieber Love Story) ((BEING EDITED))

Chapter 12

"Jessica, open the door!" Justin shouts rattling the door to the living room. I try to move and the pain gets to intense and i scream again. He slams his fist on the door. I hear more footsteps on the front deck.

"Open it!" Layla says in a frantic voice. 

"What do you think i am trying to do?" Justin snaps back.

"There has to be another way into the house...Layla, where's her room at?" Zack asked sounding frantic as well. Jessica doesn't reply right away.

"I...I don't know," she finally says. She was right, i never let her in or anyone for that matter.

"You're her best friend and you don't know which room is hers?" Justin says pissed off. 

"She never let's anyone come over, i just drop her off," Layla says sounding like she is about to cry. 

My breathing was beginning to slow and it was getting harder to breath. I looked around me, there was so much blood, my blood.

"Jessica, where are you?" Zack shouts through the door. I hear footsteps on the deck and light coming and going. They must be looking in windows.

"I see her!" Layla shouts in panic, "In her kitchen, i only see her leg though," she says now full blow tears i can tell by her voice.

"Move!" Justin says before a window shatters. I hear the glass being stepped on and then someone touched me making me scream in pain. 

"Jessica, it's alright," Layla says with tears streaming down her face. I knew it broke her heart seeing this right now. trust me, i never wanted anyone to find out this way.

"We need to get her to the Emergency room," Zack says climbing through the window followed by Justin. I got a glance of Justin, he looked pissed, upset, terrified, all these emotions in one. Layla shook her head.

"How?" she asked holding my head on her lap.  That's when Justin snapped out of his trance and walked over.

"Bring the car around," he told Zack bending down next to Layla and me. Layla moved hair out of my face, she was going to have a panic attack if they didn't calm her down. 

"Layla, let me take her," Justin says in a calm voice. He obviously knew Layla was in no condition to help me right now. I felt Layla reluctantly move away from me and i closed my eyes in pain as the movement hurt me.

"Layla calm down baby," Zack says walking back in and holding her in his arms. As Zack calmed Layla down Justin carefully slid one arm under my legs and  the other on my lower back making me whimper in pain again.

"I'm sorry, i have to move you," he whispers picking me up. I hold back a scream as i bury my face in his chest. All i felt was him moving toward the car followed by Layla and Zack behind us. He gently placed me in the back seat of his car and closed the door. I hear talking but i didn't focus on it. Seconds later Justin was off driving.

Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep! What is that annoying sound? I move my head to the side and open my eyes a little, only to be blinded by the light. Once i got focus back, i looked around. White walls, white bed, where was I? I lifted my arm up and there was a needle in my arm connected to a tube, a thing on my finger, and a breathing tube on my face. How did i get here? The tube in my nose was preventing me from breathing on my own and i started to panic. The beeping increased and was loud. 

"Jessica calm down!" a lady said pulling the tube out of my nose and holding me down. I finally calmed down and the beeping went back to a slower pace. The lady let me go and stepped back looking at her papers. "Well, you have been asleep for three days young lady, how are you feeling?" she asked looking at me.

"Three days?" i whispered confused. How was i asleep for three days.

"Yes, you were brought in on Tuesday and it is Friday today," She says writing something down. Friday? How did i get here though?

"How did i end up here?" i asked confused, i mean i remember laying on the floor in pain but after that, everything was a blank. The lady smiled a little and nods her head toward the couch where Justin was sitting asleep.

"That young man and two others brought you in. He hasn't left your room since, not to eat, sleep, or anything," she says with a small smile, "He must really care about you!" she says like it's the cutest thing in the world. I sigh.

"Far from it," i whisper more to myself then her.

"Well, you suffer from a broken rib, nothing else was broken surprisingly. A pretty bad cut on your cheek, but that should heel in no time....And we couldn't help but notice the bruises and scars sweetie," she says in a sympathetic voice. I look at her and she sits on the bed, "If someone is hurting you, you need to let us know. By law we have to get you help if that is the case," she says.

"No! no one is hurting me, i am clumsy," i say in panic. I can't tell, my dad will kill me. the nurse stands and sigh.

"We can't help you unless you tell us Jessica," she says walking out of the room. I don't need help, i am handling this on my own.