A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 45: Eyes Open

Dedication to @IreneJellyBean8 because I feel like she deserves it and her comments are always so comforting ^.^

Btw, I read that some of you find this story inspiring and that really made me smile! ^_^ Is it true? If it is, can you please tell me in what way it inspires you? As an author of this story, I'm dying to know! :D

Exams are going on but I managed to make something for you! I wanted a chapter were someone gives Justin good advices so in a way you guys can learn something too! I just might be helping you ;) I LOVE such chapters. You can make quotes through that xD no seriously. That would be epic.

Heyyyy! I got an idea! :D Like, you guys can make edits of Justin's pictures with some quotes or dialogues from this story which you find inspiring and send it to me in twitter @callmehimo ! I'll post which ever I get on the multimedia side and give the editor the dedication to that chapter! :D howzzat?? B|

P.s you're participating, just message me once on Wattpad, informing me that you're sending the picture on twitter.

Kbye! :D

LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH AND THANK YOU FOR THE AMAZING COMMENTS AND VOTES!

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(Justin's P.O.V)

I held on tightly to her hand. My head hung, eyes tightly shut as I silently cried. My mother's lifeless body laid there with all kinds of needles hooked in her. This sight of her was the last thing I'd ever wanted to see. I lifted my head to look at her face. Her pale, drained face. Her features reminding me of the times I experienced with her. How she got angry at me when I kicked Jeremy out of the house after catching him with that bimbo in the bed. How she got disappointed when she figured that I had sex with Femke and then broke her heart. How she got upset when she figured out I broke up with Femke because I claimed she 'cheated on me'. How she held me in her arms as I cried after figuring out that Femke didn't cheat on me and that was only a game of Anthony.

All these flashbacks came in my mind and my shoulders shook more because of the never-ending river of tears.

I shouldn't have left. It's all my fault. I should've stayed. Things wouldn't be this way if I had just stayed. I should've learnt my lesson the last time I left her alone since that's when Jeremy forced her. I should've thought of this before. Things would've been different if I hadn't messed it all up since the beginning. Things would've been different if I had been a better guy than what I was. Things would've been better.

"Oh God," a regret-filled whisper escape my lips as I used my other hand to run across my hair. Still holding tightly to her, I repeated countless apologies to my mom in hope for a response, a light hand squeeze, a blink, a small smile, or just a simple nod or mumble. A simple sign to let me know I was forgiven. I caused her pain to such an extent that I myself wasn't able to forgive me. Knowing what my mother was going through, seeing it all in front of my eyes and knowing I had a huge part in it. I had hurt so many people in my life and I was sick of repeating that. I had enough of that. I needed that ray of sunshine that changes the bad guy's life in movies. The point where he starts doing good deeds and getting the inner peace her has been longing for so long for. The point where he looks back and smiles, thinking 'That was a huge lesson for me.' with no regrets. I needed that now.

The sound of the door clicking open terrified me.

I really needed to stop freaking out at every single thing.

"I apologize but visiting time is over now. The patient needs to be left alone." the nurse in her early 30's gave me a sympathetic smile as I nodded. Turning back to mom, I placed a sweet kiss on her forehead before admiring her beauty for a while. Even at this stage, she looked equally beautiful.