Why did god take you away from me. Justin Bieber & Kendall Jenner

71.

BRITTANY'S POV

Waking up and feeling a slight dampness to my head, my eyes fluttered open, noticing a bright light above me, a wave of dizziness hut me, once I got used to my surroundings, I realised I was laying on the leather sofa of Justin's house with a cold, wet damp cloth on my head. Justin was knelt down beside me, holding onto my shaking hand, what happened, first I felt faint and then everything went black after that, I felt a rush of nausea rush over me, I was going to be sick

"Justin, I--".

"Baby what's wrong?". Justin panicked

"I fe-feel si-sick". I sat up, trying to keep the sick down, why is this happening to me? Well I put it on myself right enough, justin grabbed a red bucket that somehow was sitting at the side of the sofa, I grabbed it off of him, and threw up into the bucket, I felt like my insides were burning, I physically thought my stomach was going to come up, I felt Justin pull back my hair and rub my back, his touch so caring, so loving, don't know how he can stand the fact that his girlfriend is spewing her guts up here.

"Its alright shawty, you're going to be okay". He continued to rub my back, oh how I love when he calls me shawty, he hasn't said it in quite a while, sitting the bucket down on the floor, and bursting out into tears, shaking, dizziness happening again like can it not, justin rushed to my side and put his arms around me, feeling his touch makes me feel a lot better, knowing he's here for me, its my own fault for stressing myself out over these exams, I'm the one to blame for passing out, and throwing up

"Ssh, you scared me there Brittany, you really scared me, I didn't know what to do, we need to get you to a hospital, you're running low on body iron, you need sleep, and you need to eat, and especially relax its not healthy".

"I know Justin, and I'm sorry I put this on myself, but I don't need no hospital, if you want me to sleep I'll sleep, I'll eat later, not really in the mood after throwing that up".

"Okay good, just don't put this stress on yourself, I want you to take it easy, don't seeing you like this, is it just the exams that are making you like this, is there something else?".

"No Justin, there is nothing else, just this whole exam thing and studying ugh its fucking messing my mind up at the moment". I lied, the fact that the 4th anniversary of my mom's death is on Monday I can't tell him that, its also one of the reasons why I'm like this, stressing out, not getting enough sleep, not eating the a mount of food that I should be eating, why is my life such a mess sometimes, a mean I'm happy but right now its just fucked, every year I brake down, and stop eating when I think about my mom, I sit my her grave stone every year and just cry I can stay there for hours, till its dark and cold, I can drown myself in tears, and the exams just had to top it all off didn't they I'll never understand how she got to die and I got to live.

"Okay as long as there is nothing else wrong with you, and you I think you should go to the hospital just to be on the safe side".

"NO!!! Justin no doctors please, I don't them to poke and prod at me, I had enough of that when I took ill as a child and I hated it, I'll be fine, I just need to rest and eat and then I'll be fine".

"And speaking of sleep, come on we're going up stairs and your going to have a very long nap, and I'm going to join you, right after I empty this bucket of puke".

"Oh yeah sorry about that by the way, if you don't mind maybe I should empty it because its my sick, I don't want my boyfriend to do that for me, its kinda embarrassing now".

"Don't be embarrassed babe, your my girlfriend and I love you and I'm willing to do anything for you, and your to weak and exhausted to do anything at the moment, just you sit there while I empty and clean this out and then I'll carry you upstairs to my room okay".