(Justin's P.O.V)
I searched wildly around the school crowd for any sign of her, but no luck.
"Guys? Have you seem Femke anywhere?" I asked George and Vanessa when I got near their locker in hope to find Femke. Both of them looked at each other with confusion and then shook their heads towards me.
I sighed, feeling lost as my last hopes were useless. "Thanks anyways" I said as they gave me sympathetic smiles and George patted my shoulder.
Seriously, a pat on the shoulder wasn't really gonna work here. After the kiss on the Movie Night, Femke pushed me away and ran off to God knows where. I thought she might've ran back to school or otherwise to her home, but no one in school saw her and her aunt was currently in Washington so no one really answered the phone calls or bells. I started to get worried sick for her. Where could she possibly be? It's been three days since that incident and she didn't even attend school in these days.
Temporarily giving up; I went towards the parking lot of the school and sat down on the bench, resting my head in my hands as I took deep breaths to calm my heartbeat from continuously running around.
My thoughts were interrupted as I saw a familiar car pull up. I sat straight and waited for the passenger to get out. And right there and then, the girl I had been dying to see since the past three days, Femke finally got out. Shutting the door behind her as she hurried towards the school building.
Feeling the sudden boost of energy, I felt myself suddenly get up and run after her.
"Femke!" I called after her quite a few times. Turning around and getting a good glimpse of me, she started walking faster to avoid any contact. "Stop avoiding me!" I said as I ran up to her, gathering my running abilities because I really needed to catch up with her right now."What's wrong with you?!" I sighed frustratingly, finally grabbing her arm and roughly turning her around. Our eyes finally meeting as she gazed into mine and I did the same to hers.
"I can't do this - Justin.." she sighed, backing away a bit as she shook her head and looked downwards.
"What do you mean?" I asked in a fearful tone because trust me when I say I was scared out of my shit right now. "Scared of what?"
"Everything. You, me, us. There's just a lot going on at the moment and I can't take any risks" she, once again, shook her head as she turned around to leave. I stood there; dumbfounded. Debating on what to do. What did she mean?
"No, no Femke you're not taking any risks. Do you think any other guy will leave his native land just to come after you, talk everything out and would want another chance? You could've expected me to just let it go, but I didn't! Because I do truly love you! I seriously am in love with-" she interrupted me as she brought her hand up, shaking her head as she shut her eyes. I could feel the pain beaming off of her. She wasn't ready to believe me, she wasn't believing me. "Femke," I breathed, stepping closer to her and holding her hands in mine.
"Don't - please" she begged, holding in every inch of her emotion. "I can't do this anymore. It's just getting too much, please Justin" she looked up at me, those hazel eyes looked so pale because of the tears.
"I can help you," I hated how my voice was so fearful but hopeful at the same time.
"No, you can't. No one can" she kept shaking her head. Fear rising up inside of me as I kept wondering what exactly was going on. Why was she talking the way? What made her so broken, depressed and hopeless?
"If you just share-"
"I don't want to. I want to hold it all inside because I don't want everyone to know my weaknesses once again. I'm sick of everything, Justin. I've lost everything" she said. I could almost see the tears that laid lazily or the corner of her eyes, making their way down her cheeks.
"What happened?" this came out more as a strangled cry and gasp at the same time as stared deeply in her eyes. I examined her features and that was when she started crying.
"I've lost everything, Justin" she kept repeating this as she filled herself in my arms, hugging me tightly. Myself repeating her actions as I hugged her tightly, not minding the fact she was wetting my shirt with her tears. My mind was going in different directions as I started going crazy, trying to figure out what the hell happened.
"You haven't, Femke. You haven't lost anything. You have so-"
"No," she sobbed, "I've lost it all"
"What have you lost?" I asked, all of a sudden taking her by her shoulders and gazing deeply in her eyes. She shut them, bowling her fists as she took a deep breath before reopening her eyes and saying those words that numbed my soul;
"They died in a car accident. My parents," and then continued sobbing loudly on my chest as the only thing I could think of to do right now was hold her tightly and never let go. I just got so scared. They couldn't die, they couldn't. Not now. Not when she needed them the most.
My heart started beating faster as I remembered the times I met her parents. That amazing couple couldn't leave in a blink of an eye. They couldn't leave so soon.
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A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)
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