Hold Tight (A Justin Bieber Love Story) ((BEING EDITED))

Chapter 50

I cried for a good half hour int he ladies room, with Andrew trying to comfort me but i knew he was just as worried as i was. I pulled away and wiped my eyes.

"Sorry," I whispered to him looking away from him. I can't believe i just cried on him for a hlaf hour, the boy who tried to kill me and i am over here making friends with him.

"What are you sorry for Jessica?" He says with a small laugh. "You didn't do anything wrong. It's okay to let your emotions out with people. Keeping them bottled up is never okay, i would rather you cry in front of me then go do something stupid like most people do," he says completely unaware that that's how i handle my pain. I look away again and he looks confused.

"You don't understnad do you?" I say looking back at an even more confused Andrew. "How much did Chris really tell you Andrew?" I snap at him jumping off the counter. Andrew shrugs.

"Not much, just that you were his daughter and he wanted to see you again," He says in a simple tone. My anger level was raising, not because Andrew but because Chris lied to all these people.

"No...He isn't even my dad.....I lived almost 18 years of my life thinking that he was my dad, but no. Turns out he really is my uncle, and he killed my dad, Killed him Andrew," i shout at him, but he doesn't say a word and let's me go on. "I had to speand 18 years in hell, i was beaten every day of my life. I thought that it was something i was doing, i thought every day of how a daughter could be so messed up that her own family wanted to hurt her. I had several trips to the hospital, several broken bones, stitches, and many more things to add to the list....I never knew what love was, my only friends were Layla and Rylee. I was terrified to come home from school everyday because i knew what was behind those doors, i knew that there was a chance i might never get to see my friends again, or the daylight, or anything. I was scared and alone, nobody cared," I shouted with tears pooling down my face. Andrew had a look of pure hate on his face mixed with some pain and sadness, but i went on. "Do you know how it feels to have no one? I wanted to end it, i hurt myself over and over again thinking it would release the pain, until a few months ago, i was done. I didn't want it anymore so i was going to jump. I was going to jump off the appartmeant buildings across from my house....But one person, one special person stopped me, he saved me. Justin is the only person i have ever let all the way in, the only person who actually cares about me, and the one person i can open up to and he got me to make new friends and know how it feels to be loved again... And now because of my stupid past he is the one suffering. I should be the one in that ER, not him or Kyle. Neither of them deserve this, i should be the one dead, i should have just listened to Chris and left with him and everyone would be fine. You would of all forgot about me and moved on and been happy," I shout as Andrew stops me finally.

"Jessica, enough! You know damn well that we would never forget about you. I know that we started off on the wrong foot, but we do care about you. After what happened, i think about my sister, you remind me of her. She died two years ago and i thought i wouldn't be able to let anyone in. I'm letting you in now, you are like a sister to me as of today... I would never want you in the ER, and you know damn well Justin and Kyle wouldn't either... YOu are worth so much more than you can see Jess, everyone out in that waiting room cares about you, you are family to all us whether you know it or not." he says pulling me back into his embrace as i hug him tight.

After awhile we both walk out to find Zack and Layla sitting in the chairs talking.

"There you are, we were worried," Layla says hugging me. I had changed while in the restroom into colths Layla brought me in case i wanted to change, it was yogo pants and one of Justin's hoodies to make me relax a little.

"Sorry, i was cleaning up a little....Andrew helped and we talked a little i guess we lost track of time," I say in a tired voice.

"Did you sleep at all?" Zack says in a concerned voice. I shake my head no, not wanting to lie to them. He frowned and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"Come on kid, you gotta get some shut eye. At least a few hours?" he asked looking at me. I look at Layla who is now standing beside Andrew, they both nod in agreement. I sigh and walk over to an empty row of chairs and lay down, using Rylees lap as a pillow since he was asleep anyways. I lay there and think about everything i told Andrew, telling the whole story helped, but now the only question of the night was, is Justin going to come out of this all okay?

Can someone stop all the talking, i am kinda trying to sleep here. Wait, talking? I slowly opened my eyes and groan as the bright hospital lights blind my vision. I feel movement under me and look up to Rylee talking to someone sitting next to us. My movement made him look down at me with a small smile.

"Hey, how you feeling?" He said in a soft caring voice as i sat up and groaned again facing him and Kyle. Wait Kyle! I quickly tackled him into a hug, as i bacially jumped across Rylee to get to him.

"Ouch! Careful women i am injured," Kyle jokes as he hugs me back. I let go and smile, i haven't smiled in the past 24 hours.

"HOw are you feeling?" I asked him wanting to know if he was in pain.

"I am drugged up, so pretty dang good at the moment," he teases making me laugh a little. Rylee smiles seeing that i am relaxed a little than before.

"That's good to hear," I say softly thinking about the one question i want to ask him, but as i do a ton of doctors rush into the ER shouting things about he's awake and the blood started again, and right away my mind went in overdrive, my heart dropped, and tears built up in my eyes.