Recovery ~ Justin Bieber (Book 2)

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Madison's POV:

For the last few weeks Lilly and Ariana have been living with me. Since Ariana and Justin and really great friends, she offered to stay, which i'm so grateful for. 

"Mads, you know I feel horrible, but you need to get out of this house. Justin's been gone for a month now," Ariana says, walking over to me and I sink further down in the couch. 

"Oh come on, why don't you come to my performance today? It's only 20 minutes away and Ryan will be there and so will Frankie, remember when you met Frankie last year? You loved him," she says with a giggle.

"Not without Justin," I pout.

She sighs.

"I wasn't going to show you this, just because I didn't want you to get emotional, but Justin.. he sent you something," she says.

My eyes light up as she walks over to the kitchen and grabs a dirty envolope. I jump off the couch and grab the letter.

'To Mrs. Bieber'

I rip it open and unfold a letter. The pen ink is smudged a bit and it's damp, but I guess thats what happens when he writes a letter from the war.

Dear Madison,

Words cannot begin to describe how much I've missed you these weeks. I don't know what I'm doing, without you, I'm lost. For the first 2 weeks we were in intense training, 20 hours of running, gun shooting, crawling in dirt. This week, which is the 3rd week i'm away, we are finally going into the war. It's scary, really scary. I mean, I have no right to call it war, it's more of camping out. Sure, we are on enemy lines, but it's not like war. There's not lines of gun fire like I thought there would be. We are camping, hiding, and killing. It's hard to kill. I can't deal with killing people, but then I think about you and our baby. This is for us, Madison. I'm fighting for us. I'm so worried about you, by the way.  How are you doing? Are you lonely? With this letter, I snuck in an old dog tag they gave us for training. I don't need it anymore. We were told to burn them, but please, keep it. Think of me. Put it on when your having a rough day. and know that you have my heart. 

I take out the dirty dog tag, and wrap it in my hand, and hold it closely to me. I continue reading the letter.

I want you to know, that whatever happens, I love you with all of my being, it consumes me. Please do not worry about me. I am okay over here, I have some great guys taking care of me. I promise that I will fly out to see you whenever I have a break. I promise. I miss you. I'm rambling right now, I know. Let me know your okay please. 

                                                                              xoxo, Justin 

A tear falls on the letter, and I press it against my chest. His scent is still on it. I cry.

"I'm sorry, I should've shown you earlier," Ariana says, hugging me, but I'm not mad, I'm just really really sad.

"So are you going, Mads?" Lilly asks, running downstairs in a crop top and shorts. She has an Ariana Grande VIP pass around her neck and her blonde hair is straightened to perfection. 

Ariana looks at me. It's my choice.

"I guess, for a little," I say with a shrug, and they both clap. Ariana jumps up and down. 

"YAY! Go get ready! We leave in 10!" She squeals, and I run upstairs.

When I get downstairs, I twirl in the mirror. I have little makeup on, and I'm wearing a casual lace dress and flats. My hair is waved and I aslo have a VIP pass around my neck, with the dog tag.

"Ready," I call, and Lilly runs in.

"This is amazing, Madison! If you think about it, it's so amazing how we went from being little girls in Canada, flirting with a little boy in our class named Justin and his friends, to living in America, marrying Justin Bieber, the kid from our class who's a world superstar, being rich, having the time of our lives, together," she says with a smile, and I smile back, staring at her through the mirror.

"It's crazy how it all came around," I say with a smirk, and she giggles and hugs me.

"Ready? Oh, Hugs! I love group hugs!" Ariana squeals and we all laugh as we embrace each other.

~

When we get to the arena Ariana and Lilly go get smoothies, and I find Frankie vlogging with Ryan.

"Look at that poster, it's Ariana, but her face is BLOWN UP," Frankie says to the camera, and Ryan laughs.

"Well, we are at her concert, dude," he said with a chuckle.

"FRANKIE," I yell, and we both run in slow motion.

"MAAADDIIISSOOOONNN," he yells slowly, and we both hug each other in slow motion. We have a joke that slow motion makes everything more dramatic.

"Say Hi to the world, Madison Bieber," Frankie says, holding his vlogging camera really close to my face, and I laugh.

"Hey world," I say.

"Have you heard from Justin? I'm sure the girls watching on YouTube would love to hear what he has said," Frankie asks, keeping the camera faced toward me. 

"I did actually, he's doing well," I say with a smile.

"YOU HAVE HIS DOG TAG THATS SO CUTE," Frankie yells, zooming in on Justin's tag around my neck, and I push him away.

"Your very nosey," I say with a giggle. 

He sticks his tongue at me and faces the camera back to him.

"She's being sassy so I have to handle this, and did you know I wasn't even invited to her wedding?! AND SHE TOLD ARIANA SHE WAS PREGNANT BEFORE ME! I have to control her, brb," he says, and turns the camera off.

"Your a jerk, Frankie," Ariana says with a giggle as her and Lilly walk in with smoothies for everyone.

Lilly hands me mine, and I smile.

"I wish I could poor this all over Frankie," I tease, and he gasps.

"You wouldn't," he says, and Lilly laughs.

"No, Frankie, she probably would."

~

"ARIANA GRANDE TO STAGE," the intercom booms through the corridors.

"AH," Frankie squeals, and Lilly, Ryan and I crack up. 

"I don't know how I handled him all day," Ryan says laughing.

We all jog to the stage as Ariana gets her costume on.

"GOOD LUCK," I yell, and we all hug her and make our way to the front row. When we walk in the arena, on the side of the stage, almost everyone recongnizes us, and screams ignite universally. 

"Holy shit, Madison, they recognize you," Frankie says, laughing, and I shrug.

"They recognize you too," I yell over the screams.

I hear some girls as we pass scream, "MADISON," and "SHE REALLY IS PREGNANT, I THOUGHT IT WAS A MEDIA LIE," and "FRANKIE YOU ARE A QUEEN." We all crack up at that one.

The lights go down, and Ariana's voice booms across the arena. Then, she appears.

We all scream, and Frankie's vlogging again.

I could never ask for better friends.

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HEY GUYS! I hope you liked it :)

If you don't know, Frankie is Ariana Grande's brother, and he makes youtube videos, so that's why he's vlogging :)

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