Fall- A Justin Bieber Love Story

Chapter 27- Pray

Chapter 27- Pray

"God speaks in the silence of the hearts. Listening is the beginning of prayer"~ Justin Bieber

Bruce's POV

My eyes fall over my screen again, waiting for her reply but when it comes up blank I feel a sinking in my heart all over again. Why isn't she replying to me?

"Just give her some time mate. She just needs some space right now," Jason says as he places a hand on my shoulder.

I give him a smile as he takes a seat next to me and joins in with the chatter around the group. Everyone is slowly falling back into their usual routine. Amber's mom's death really hit everyone. It's not that we considered her like our own mother, but Amber is like family to us and seeing her fall apart at the funeral really hit us. I have never seen her like that before.

She didn't let anyone comfort her. She stood alone as she wanted her mother's body being lowered into the ground. Almost as if she's fighting against the world on her own. Every time someone came close she would push them away. Nobody could get past her newly built walls. Her walls are back up like before but this time they are higher than ever.

Her tears fell as she stood in front of everyone and said words in memory of her mom. We all watched as she fell to the ground and begged God to take her too. We watched as she finally lost grip of her self-control. We all watched but there was nothing we could do. Nothing would calm her. But then again, how can we comfort someone who lost their only family?

"Bruce. Just stop stressing. I am sure she will come to you when she is ready to talk. Right now she's just grieving."

I nod at them, not wanting to talk about this again. Instead I change the subject. "So where is Kyle today?"

"Oh! I saw him but he said he had detention in Drama or something."

"He seems to be having detention in all of his subjects recently. What is wrong with him?"

"Bruce talk to him. You're his best mate."

I give them a half smile before checking my phone again. Nothing.

Justin's POV

I rub my eyes of tiredness. My hands run through my messy hair. I let out another sigh before checking the time on my phone. Half one. I get up and make my way to the kitchen.