The Famous Singer

He's back! (9)

I tried to fake be happy all the day at home. My mom knew I was heart broken, she kept trying to make it up to me all the ride, but I was extremely sad to pay attention. It all reminded me of my depression that I had, and still have. As soon as we arrived, I tried to walk because I knew Tim would help me and I didn't want to talk. I fell to the ground and tried to move but I couldn't. Tim begged a lot to let him help me but I didn't want him to touch me, but I let him at the end. He held me up bridal style and I didn't look at him. He bought a wheel chair for me when I was at the hospital and when we entered home, I ordered him to leave me alone for the rest of the day. I climbed at the wheel chair and wheeled to my room. When I got in, I started crying hard.

My room sent a lot of bad memories back, that what made it a lot harder to me. I remembered all the days and nights he came home drunk and high.

I wiped my tears when I heard knocking on the door. I wheeled away from the doorway and said; "come'n in".

Tim appeared, and I let him come in. His face was red as tomato, he thought that I was mad at him, but I wasn't. It wasn't his fault, it was that guy's. I couldn't even call him with his name, but I still don't know why I hugged him. Thankfully, that hug made everything right, and we're all good now. He's even Here sitting in the first line. I swear I can see him smiling. Anyway, Justin came in and looked at me. The thing that he didn't know that I loved being alone when I'm sad, and never talk to anybody, but since I was engaged I needed to change all that. I needed to share everything, and talk, because everything solves with talking and facing the problem. I went forward my bed and gave him a sign to set down on it, and he did as he was told.

He didn't look at me at all, he just looked at his lab, and he was sweating as hell.

"Look, uhhh" we both said at the same time and looked into each other's eyes.

"You go first" he said.

"No, you go first" I said back.

"No, you, please I insist" he said.

"Okay, so, I just wanna say I'm sorry, I shouldn't hit on you like that, all you wanted to do is give him a second chance, because one day he'll die and I'll regret not talking to him, but trust me, this isn't a good time to make it up with him, but thank you for trying, I really appreciate it" I smiled softly at Tim, wiping my tears.

"I'm sorry Ella, I shouldn't have done this without talking to you about it, it's just, I was in the same situation before but with my father, and thank god Scooter helped us making up. Even thought he's the one to blame, but you won't live your life knowing you don't have someone to walk you down the aisle to me". He said with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, I'm gonna call him tomorrow, and see him, but you have to come with me, I'm not gonna go see him alone, please?" I asked.

"Uhhh, I have better plans for you tomorrow, you see, I talked to your mother about you coming to my life tour with me, she agreed, but you still have a whole month of school, so we decided to take you with me to Dubai and my jet will take you back on Saturday, that's if you don't mind"

"Awww I would love to" I kissed him on the cheek.

"Ummm, and well, uhh, we talked to your school if you can have your exams early and they agreed, so your exams will start on Monday. They'll give you your schedule on Sunday, is that okay with you?" He struggled

"If it keeps me with you, then yeah" I smiled

"Slould I call him now?" I asked.

"If you want to" he shrugged

"I'm gonna get some sleep and then I'll call him, okay?" I asked.

"Okay, here let me help you" he held me off of my wheel chair and put me on my bed. He kissed my forhead and when he started to leave, I held his hand.