Justins POV:
I walked in to Selenas house, calling out her name. I knew something was wrong, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. I couldn’t even remember how I got here. I checked every room downstairs and I couldn’t find her, I ran upstairs and she wasn’t there either. I called her, and her phone went straight to voicemail.
What is going on?
I sat down in her living room staring at pictures of her, family, and fans all over her wall. Where was she?
Just then her mom came in the front door.
“Mandy? Where’s Selena” I asked standing up and walking over to her.
“Justin, sweetie, come on… we’ve done this a million times now” She said looking down at the floor
“What are you talking about? I just need to know where she is” I said following her into the kitchen. Why wouldn’t she tell me where Selena was, did something happen. Did we get into a fight that I didn’t remember?
“Justin you know it wasn’t you’re fault. There was nothing you could do…” She said, as if she’s rehearsed it 100 times.
“Mandy… what are you talking about.” I said leaning against the counter, trying to figure out what was going on.
“Justin, Selena died in that plane crash. Remember? You were there, you carried her to the ambulance I’ve told you over and over again sweetie. There was nothing more you could do, this time you just couldn’t keep her safe.” She rubbed her hand across my cheek, and moved some of my hair out of my face, just like Selena would.
No this can’t be happening, this is a lie. This is a dream. I ran up to Selenas room, expecting her to be there, I checked her balcony and her bathroom. There was no sign she had been there in weeks, I got on my phone and got on twitter. And my mentions were filled with blessings, prays, and comments from my fans. All wishing me well, #RipSelena was everywhere.
I fell on to her bed. Breathing in her scent. This is a dream, Selena. Selena can you hear me? Wherever you are, please don’t leave me. I can’t survive without you.. Selena!
I sobbed onto her bed, could she really be gone?
Selenas POV:
We were an hour away from NYC, and I was in the bathroom doing my hair and my makeup. Killing time since Justin was still sleeping. He hadn’t moved an inch since I’ve been awake, so I would moved his hair out of his face, and lightly kiss his lips of forehead just to let him know I’m still here. And I wont leave him, just like he stayed by my side through everything last night.
Just as I walked out of the bathroom I heard faint cries coming from Justin. He was now on his stomach holding on to the blanket. I walked over to him and rubbed his bare back trying to comfort him, and figure out if he was okay or not.
“Selena…” He let out a faint whine.
“Jay babe, wake up. I’m right here.” I said shaking his back a little.
His head shot up and he swung his feet around the edge of the bed and just looked up at me with the saddest eyes.
“Hey Jay?” I said somewhat confused but trying to be comforting.
He didn’t say anything though, still just looking at me, like he was making sure I was real. Without saying a word he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my stomach.
“I love you.” He said trying to calm his breathes.
“I love you too Jay” I answered back, kneeling down right in front of him. Trying to catch his eyes.
