CHAPTER 16

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I kept thinking about what could happen once I got there. I cried some more at the thought if y/n didn’t make it. I couldn’t save her alone. I needed real help. So I called 911.

                “Hello, 911. What’s your emergency?” the operator woman answered.

                “Um, hi, uh. My friend, she’s not ok. I think she’s being raped as we speak! I’m on my way there right now, but I need help. She might be seriously injured.” I said roughly and awkwardly. I was shaking. I was so scared. I cried through the phone. “P-please. Please help her.”

                “Sir, calm down. What’s the address? We’re sending people there right away.”

                “3745 P-palmer Street.”

                “Thank you. What is your name sir?”

                “Justin Bieber.”

                The operator paused realizing that I was the super famous celebrity, but she got back in focus quickly. “Ok, are you near the address?”

                “Um… no. I think I’m like 15 or 20 minutes away.”

                “Alright, help is on the way. Thank you for calling 911.” The operator said.

                “Ok… please come quick.” I said wiping away my tears. The operator hung up.

I was shaking so hard throughout the whole conversation. I gripped both of my hands on the wheel and prayed for y/n.

But then I remembered. Max. Demi. Bruno. Fredo. Her family. They need to know too. So I called Demi.

                “Hello?” she answered.

                “Demi, it’s Justin.”

                “Oh hey Justin! What’s up? You don’t sound ok.”

                “Well I’m not ok. Nothing’s ok.”

                “Justin, what’s wrong?”

                “y/n is at Trey’s house right now. 3745 Palmer Street. I don’t know what happened, but all I know is that Trey is going to rape her. I think they got into a fight or something. I don’t know. The point is that y/n needs help.”

                “Oh my god! What?!”

                “I’m on my way there now. You should be there too. And I already called 911.”

                “Justin, are you serious?!”

                I sighed. “I wish I wasn’t.”

                “Ok, I’ll be there soon. I’m nearby. Max should be there too, right?”

                “Sure. Just hurry.”

                “I will.” Demi said. There was silence over the phone, then I heard crying.

                “Demi? Are you alright?” I said. My eyes were burning from tears again.

                “Justin, is this really happening?” Demi cried.

                “Yeah. Unfortunately.” I said crying too.

                “Oh my god, what are we gonna do?!” she bawled.

                “Just pray.” I said. “Demi, I’ll talk to you there. See you soon.”

                “Ok bye.” she cried and we hung up.

I breathed deep. My heart felt like it was gonna explode.

10 MINUTES LATER…

I drove through Palmer Street. Seemed like a nice neighborhood. I slowly drove and looked for 3745… It was so dark, I barely saw anything. Then I heard police sirens, and fire truck sirens and ambulance sirens. Then I realized that I should just look for the house surrounded by these vehicles.

I drove quicker. Then I saw blinking and flashing lights outside one house. A whole team of police officers, doctors, and firemen going in and out of the house. I sighed. y/n is safe now. But was she ok? And where was that asshole, Trey?!

I saw reporters too. Ugh…

I pulled up at the scene and ran towards the house. Demi and Max came out crying so hard.

                “Guys! Where is she?!” I asked. Uh oh. They were crying. That’s not a good sign. Demi pointed inside covering her face with her other arm. Max just sat on the floor in his pajamas crying. That broke my heart.

I ran inside. The whole place was a mess and kinda stank. Broken glass everywhere. I ran towards the crowd of doctors and people huddling around someone.

y/n.

                “Excuse me! Please let me through!” I said trying to get through the crowd.

                “Whoa there kid! Nobody’s allowed near the girl except for the doctors. They’re working right now.” An officer said holding me back.

                “I don’t care!” I cried. “Just let me see her!”

                “Sorry, no exceptions.”

                “PLEASE MAN! SHE MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME! I NEED TO KNOW IF SHE’S OK!” I yelled trying to get through, but I was still held back. I was almost to the point of breaking down. She was so close, yet so far. Then the police officer let me go. I turned around and there was Max and his big, red eyes from crying.

                “Please let Justin see her. They’re really important to each other.” Max said to the police sniffling. The police looked at me and sighed.

                “Just don’t disrupt the doctor’s work. Stand your distance and keep quiet and calm.” he said and left. Max took my arm and led me to a spot where we could see the doctors working on y/n.

I saw her. She was lying there so still. The doctors stood in the way, but I could tell she was naked. I could see she had cuts and marks all over her skin. I saw bloody towels from wiping away her blood. She was so bruised. Purple bruises covered her body. She looked like a mess. I cried at the sight of her. Max started crying again too.

                “Is s-she d-dead??” I whimpered.

                “N-no. D-don’t say th-that.” Max said wiping away his tears. “Look at her stomach. She’s still breathing, but very little.”

Max was right. That made me feel better.

We watched the doctors working on her. They were in suits and wearing masks. In my mind I prayed for them to save her. They just had to. Life wouldn’t be the same without her.

We heard a beeping noise beeping faster and faster and louder and louder from one of their machines.

                “She’s running low on air!” one of them said.

                “C’mon, pump more air, Adams!” one shouted.

                “I’m trying! She’s still not taking it in!” Adams yelled.

                “She needs to get in the ambulance! Stat!”

                “Hurry it up men! There’s no time to waste! Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!”

They picked her up and carried her outside to the ambulance. I tried running after her, but Demi came held me back. I won’t let her go.

I just… can’t.

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