Our Little Secret | [j.b]

27

Justin Bieber

The last thing I remember is searching for my medicine.

...Where's my medicine?

I slowed down at a red light and fumbled quickly through the dash board. Trying to look for my pills but they weren't there. I left them at home. I yanked my hair and tried to breathe calmly. The way Jason threatened me, made me think if he'd hurt Rose. I needed to make sure she was okay. I knew she was fine but I couldn't help but worry.

I pressed on the gas. Before I realized what was happening; I saw a bright light. Then everything was a blur.

Now I'm...in the dark?

Why is it that I can't feel anything?

I can't feel my body at all. I want to open my eyes... I- where's Rose?! I move to open my eyes, but I can't. It's like my eyes were shut together. Glued. But why? Where's my girl?

I hope she's alright...

**

Rosaline Fletcher

I rushed into the lobby, looking at my surroundings. I couldn't see. The tears were blurring out my vision; nothing seemed to go right in my body when I was told the news. It was like everything shut down at once, like my world turned dark and couldn't find the light.

My legs gave out on me, but that didn't stop me from making sure my love was okay, wide awake and ready to see me.

"P-Please you have to t-tell me where he is, please." I stuttered uncontrollably. I couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face. "Who?" The lady gave me a confused look. "J-Justin Bieber." I breathed out, feeling slightly light headed. Her eyes widened as she gave me a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but you can't see him right now."

"W-What? Is he ok? Why can't I see him?" Her eyes shifted from me to the closed double doors that read "operation room." I knew she wouldn't let me in, but I had to see him. One way or another. I ran to the doors, trying my hardest to open them, but they were locked. "Excuse me ma'am, you can't go in there!" Everyone else and any outside noises were blocked out when I saw the way Justin looked. He didn't look like Justin... my Justin. It wasn't till I heard someone shout "He's flatlining!" then I was being pulled away from the doors.

I yelled, screamed, kicked at anyone who blocked my way to Justin, but no one cared. No one cared that he was dying; right in front of me. Everyone just stared at me like I was a crazy person being escorted out of the building.  I started to kick stuff and smash vases but did I care? Not at the moment when someone was more important. Someone was waiting on me to be there by their side when they were awake. I even punched a guy to get to him, but who would have knwon that the guards would kick me out of the hospital?

**

I was lost, conflicted, and most importantly, I was unstable. I thought my breaking point wouldn't come as harsh as it did, but I ended banging at the doors; going completely ballistic to see my love. No one understood the hole I felt in my heart when those two words spilled out of the Doctors mouth.

How could they be so stupid to let him flatline? 

"Please Justin... d-don't give up on me. You're my everything... you're the o-one I fell in love with. We were just talking about moving in together, you can't give up on me," I sat down on the sidewalk, feeling out of place with everyone and everything. "You never give up, Justin." The tears continued to flow.

What if he leaves me and I'll never know?

"Please let me back in." I stood at the doors, pressing body against it. These people were heartless to kick me out like that.

"Rose?" A familiar voice rang in my ears. The one person I wanted nothing to do with, but still found a way back into my life over and over again. A repeating cycle. I didn't say anything. Nor did I turn around to look at him. For what reason would I? "What?" I mumbled, not bothering to wipe my tears away.

"I-I heard about what happened to Justin, I'm sorry." I still stood there, unaffected by his irrelevant presence. "I don't believe you are." I could see him in the reflection as he took steps closer to me. "Don't come any closer." "Rose, look I didn't come here to start drama... and neither did Selena." Hold on a second.

"You mean to tell me that you brought that bitch to this hospital to see Justin, which if I remember correctly tried to break us apart." Chris sighed heavily. "Dammit Rose, you're the one being a bitch! Selena came here because she loved- loves Justin and now you're going to take the one chance she has to see him away from her?" I turned around, this time hatred completely taking over my body.

"Why are you defending her, are you guys together now- are you sleeping with her? Don't you understand that I don't want her here?" Chris held the bridge of his nose, his chest moving up and down quickly.

"No I'm not sleeping with her. Rose, I-"

"I never would have took you to be the bitchy type. Seems Justin doesn't pick the best." Selena eyed me as she walked towards us. "I'm only this way when bitches come around." She chuckled, suddenly charging at me. She grabbed a fist full of my hair, yanking at it. "YOU-"

Suddenly Selena was grabbed from behind by Chris as I was held back by a guard. "Enough! Keep this up and I'll kick you all off this property. Ms. Fletcher, you may come back inside once you've calmed down."

"Wait... is Justin.." he looked down then back at me, giving me a half hearted smile. "He's fine, but if you'd- any of you," he gestured to Selena and Chris. "would like to see him, then you can." Before anyone could react, I was the first to shove past him and run to Justin's room.

As I made my way towards the door, I froze. My heart pounded against my chest, my vision getting blurry again. "I-I can't..." someone held my arm. "It's ok Rose, go see him." Chris squeezed my arm and walked away back to the seating area. I glance at Selena who didn't dare to look my way. I knew she was guilty for what she did. I breathed in and out slowly, gripping
the door handle, slowly pushing it downward to open the door. When I saw Justin, it was like the warmth came back to my chest. I could breath again. Seeing all he tubes hooked up to him and seeing how much pain he was in, it wasn't something I though I'd ever see in my life. When I gripped his hand, I noticed something. He was unresponsive. "Justin?" He stayed still, as if he couldn't hear me.

"Justin?" I asked again, but more urgently, as I shook his hand. I started to panic as he never moved a muscle. "Ms. Fletcher," the doctor entered the room.

"Why isn't he waking up? Is he ok?" My voice was low and shaky. I didn't like the way my voice came out; like I'd just lost something so important in my life.

"Ms. Fletcher... have a seat."

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