Chapter 22
Justin's pov
I told myself I wouldn't do anything, but as I look at Selena's lifeless body lying on the floor, the thought becomes more and tempting. I turn around to see George leaning against the wall; watching my every move.
"You did this," I hissed, throwing my hands against his chest, making him trip a few feet behind. Grabbing my forearms, he pushed against the wall.
"Why haven't you done anything?" Words are a misunderstand as to how angry I am right now.
"There was nothing I could do Justin," he paused, his voice calm yet shaking in fear. "Her heart is slowing down," he paused, wiping the tears from his eyes. "There's nothing I can do to get heart back to its normal rate."
I kneeled down, feeling her pulse. Nothing. My eyes widened, heart racing, my head hurting in confusion and hatred.
"You do what you want, I'm taking her to a hospital." I said, straddling her body in my arms. As much as I'd like to kill him, I know I couldn't. He means everything to Selena; dead or alive. He's given her more than I ever could. I couldn't hurt her like that.
"It's no use."
I never thought this is how I'd loose her. I've always thought we would grow old together, surrounded by the laughter of our grandchildren.
"I'm coming with you." I nodded my head. I laid Selena in the back seat of my car before we drove to the hospital. George reached his hand for the radio, turning it on. I turned it off; he turned it back on.
"Keep your hands off my radio." I hissed; trying my best to sound intimidating and dangerous. Finally, we arrived at the hospital. George brought her up as I parked. I'm not thrilled by the idea, after all he is the reason she's in this state; or at least he has something to do with it. I mean, he was going to sit around and watch her life slip away.
"He was going to let her die."
I kept telling myself; until I believed it. The thought of loosing her kills me.
'Don't make me go through this again.' I said to myself, praying this was all a bad dream. But, it's not. That's not the case.
Selena's pov
Lights flashed, sirens sounded; all I could see was his image. I can't imagine expression on his face when he finds out about my passing. I just hope he knows I'll be in a better place, that I'll be in the hands of God; that I'll be safe, no longer available to be mistreated or taken advantage of; that his manipulative eyes can no longer harm me. He must know that. He needs to know that no matter what, I'll always be in love with him; despite my feelings for George.
They must be taking him away now, I can hear him screaming and calling my name; although I'm not sure why. He's trying to make his way to my side, but little does he know it's too late. He shoved several officers from his way, running to my side. He cupped my face with the palm of his hands.
"Selena," he cried, tears falling down his filled cheeks. "Come back to me baby." He cried out in pain as he held onto my shirt with a tight grip. He cried into my shoulder. It wasn't log before they took him away. Although, I'm not sure why. Nothing is making sense.
He reached his hand before mine; with a smile on his face. I took his hand; without hesitation. His eyes glowed and his smile was nothing like I have ever seen before. My heart warmed with excitement and happiness. His smile means so much to me; more than I had realized. His happiness is my happiness; somewhat anyway. He led me to a far away place; with flowers covering every inch of land as far as I could see. The sun was setting. The sky was full of different colors; blue, orange, little mixtures of purple, pink, red. He twirled me around until he finally tripped. I fell in his arms; just inches from his lips. His smile grew; his eyes glowing with happiness. One thing in life that I don't understand is, we fall in love with someone who we think we deserve. You end up broken and left to recover alone.
"You think you were the only one left hurt, but," I sat up; laying next to him.
Rolling his eyes; in a sarcastic tone he said, "please." He avoided eye contact; or any contact for that matter.
"You've got this boy riding up your ass every day. Don't tell me you were hurt when you're all over him. Don't tell me that, because I don't believe it. Don't tell me that." He shook his head; walking away, leaving me clueless and confused. A bit angry, George has nothing to do with this. How dare he bring him into this when our relationship had nothing to do with him? I sprinted after him. I need an answer, a conclusion. I grabbed his shoulder. He turned around; looking me straight in the eyes. If I said I didn't miss when our eyes met at just the right time, I'd be lying. I miss that, I miss that so much.
"It's too late." A tear fell from his eyes. Lowering his head, he clenched his jaw. "Tell me, are you in love with me?" Taken back, I wasn't quite sure what to say. I do; but it don't. If that makes sense. I wanted to say yes, but I found myself choking on my words; only to mutter no. Slightly nodding his head; knowing he found his answer; knowing he was right, he walked off into the distance. I fell to the floor. My vision blurry; hearing unsteady and mind racing a mile a minute.
"Stay with me baby." I heard Justin say; his image flashing through my mind, shaking my body begging and praying for me to, "stay with him." Our memory's flashing before my eyes. Then George came along.
"Selena." He said, hopelessly. Our endless conversations and memory's flashed through my mind. Wanting to scream, but I let nothing out. I closed my eyes.
It wasn't until I opened my eyes, I realized I wasn't in the meadows surrounded by flowers, but I was in a hospital surrounded by Justin and George was asleep and Justin's eyes lit up when he realized I was awake. He scoot his chair closer to the bed. He reached his hand out for mine. A smile crept on his face. His smile is so real, almost convincing me everything I just went through was a horrible, horrible dream. It had to of been.
"How you feeling?" His eyes glowed through his pink eyes. He must have been crying. But why? He must have moved on by now. I mean, I did. He brushed his thumb against my cheek, smiling through his pain.
"Confused." I admitted. His smile is the only thing that seemed right. It seemed so real. His smile brought back so many memory's, it's the only thing that reminded me of love. His smile is the only reassurance that reminds me I did love him; I was in love, until reality I realized who he was. He's a monster. A cold-hearted monster. I look at him now and question myself, how could I fall in love with someone like him; a monster.
"Your placenta detached. The baby's okay, I'm just worried about you." I hate when he does that; acts like he cares when he really doesn't.
"Don't worry about me, I'm okay." I smiled. Shaking his head he said, "I thought I lost you." The sincerity in his voice almost convinced me he cared; but I'd be a fool to believe it.
"How long have you been here?" He sighed, looking up at me.
"Well, unlike Mr. Right over there, I stayed by your side." He signaled to George, who was sleeping on the couch on the other side of the room. He shrugged his shoulders, giving me the most serious face I've ever seen. He then looked back at George; shaking his head, laughing to himself. He turned his attention back to me, and I couldn't help but notice the sparkle in his eyes. His lips moved in perfect motion as he talked; all my focus was on his eyes and beautifully plumped lips. I blocked his voice out, but I'd love to stare at him as he spoke for a thousand years if I could. His smile must have came from Heaven. Something so perfect couldn't have been made here on Earth. His smile could end wars. As I'm starring at him, I'm realizing everything I just went through was nothing but a dream. His smile made that obvious. It only made me question my feelings for him.
'Just a dream..." I reminded myself; it was only a dream. And my feelings for him are no more. I guess I just admire his smile, his sparkling brown eyes and his beautiful plump lips. That's all. Nothing else.
[Authors note]
Hey guys, I'm so sorry for not updating in such a long time! I hope you didn't forget me/why fall for him! Lol. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I should be uploading very soon, so stay tuned! Also, remember to comment(?) favorite and vote for why fall for him! Thank you! I love you. Xx

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FanfictionJustin was abused as a kid. Now he's 23, and engaged to his girlfriend of six years, Selena. She is twenty four years old. Justin has constant mood swings. One minute he can be a complete gentleman and the next and he can be abusive and Selena's w...