The Unforgettable Love

Chapter 16

Justin's P.O.V

"You don't understand what I feel Peter!" I say

"Then make me! What makes you so uncomfortable all the time?" Peter asks.

"You don't understand, do you? How hard it is to say people what's going on in your head when you don't even understand it yourself?" I look at him, "Even if I try to understand it, it won't let me. It's eating me up I feel like everything is falling apart, I don't have anything to hold on to, I-I feel so fucking empty I don't understand!" I rant.

"Everything will be al-" he speaks but I cut him off.

"NO IT WON'T!" DON'T SHOW ME SYMPATHY I DON'T WANT IT!" I snap at him.

"Jus-" he tries to speak again.

"LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!" I shout "Actually, I'm gonna go. Don't bother me anymore" I run out of his room, up to terrace and stand there leaning over the railing, looking up at the dark, night sky.

"Why didn't you just kill me after the accident? Why did you just leave me without my memory and this feeling of emptiness?" I whisper looking up, to God.

My eyes getting teary but I won't let them fall, it's a sign of weakness. I can't ever let myself cry. I let my back slip down the railing and sit down slowly, putting my hands on my knee and resting my head on my hands.
Suddenly I feel a hand slightly petting my hair backwards. I shot my head up and see Vanessa smiling at me.

"W-what are you doing here?" I ask

"Just saw you running here so came to check if you're alright" she says and sits beside me.

"Oh" I say looking down.

I could say her to leave me alone, but I don't want to. I want her by my side as her presence makes me feel calm, like at home.

"Let them flow" she says.

"Huh?" I ask.

"Your tears, let them flow." She says referring to my tears, which are still behind my eye, threatening to come out. "They are meant to flow down. Don't force them to stay behind your eyes." She says with a smile, showing her dimples which are a bit visible under the moonlight.

My heart beating slowly, and I feel comfortable at the sight in front of me.

"Don't you think crying is only for losers? I mean, it's weak. It shows you're weak." I say

"No! It just says you're so bottled up with the pain that you need to let it out. You will feel better. Whenever I'm sad, I let my tears fall down so that the pain doesn't gets bottled up and burst out ever. Because when it bursts, it hurts a lot."

I look at her and think about it. She's right.
We sit in silence for some time. My chest acting slightly but I ignore it.

"I miss my mother" I say breaking the silence. "She just let me live with my cousin. You know, the situation wasn't good for me over there according to her. So she kinda disowned me when I needed her the most." I say smiling painfully.

"Don't say that." She says softly "Mothers always wishes best for her child. You just said the situation wasn't good for you. She's just scared that something might happen to you, Justin. I'm sure she loves you or she wouldn't have taken such a big decision. She just wants your safety" she smiles.

"Maybe you're right" I say emotionless. But I mean what I say.

"I am. If she doesn't loved you, she would have used you as cinderella, as a housemaid and then your prince would come and save you." She says and we both giggle.

"Do you know what that makes you?" She asks.

"What?"

"A princess!" She says.

"So who would my prince charming be?" I ask.

"Someone who can lift you up, princess"

I laugh. I felt like I've heard it before, but whatever, I guess I'm thinking too much. It's amazing how she can manage to make me laugh no matter what mood I am in.

"It's kinda late. I think we should go to bed" she says.

"Alright let's go" I say as we both get up.

We head down and I decide to walk her to her room.

"Thank you for being there for me" I say as we stand in front of her room.

"It's no problem" she smiles.

"Goodnight" I turn around to go to my room.

"Justin?" She calls out.

"Yeah?" I say while turning around to face her.

"Do you mind if you spend a little more time with me?" She asked shyly.

"Sure!" I say.

We both walk in and she lays on the bed and motions me to lay next to her. Her room smells just like her. And it's so comfortable.

We both get under the sheets and she lays on her side, her back facing me. I don't know what came in my mind but I put my hand around her stomach and pulled her close to me, her back touching my chest. Her shirt gets slightly up because of the movement but I don't mind. I began to draw small circles on her bare stomach and felt her drift off to sleep.

I watch her sleeping peacefully. Her brown, messy hair falling off from the bun and her chest rising and falling slowly. Her small body sleeping against my bulky one. She looks so pretty. My chest begins to ache more than before and I try to ignore it. But it's too much to ignore. I slowly get up from the bed holding my chest and walk to my room, taking a last look at Nessa. She's still sleeping peacefully.

I lay on my bed and my chest pain getting sharper by the minute. I bring my knee close to my chest, in the womb position and fall asleep without realizing.

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"Hey wake up!" Mike shouts and I slowly open my eyes.

"Get ready, you're late!" He shouts while packing his last piece of cloth in his bag.

"For what?" I say in morning voice.

"To get home! Sleepy head!"

I quickly get up and rush to bathroom to get ready. My bag is already packed so that's not a headache. We both then head downstairs and I get cursed from everyone.

"Where the hell where you idiot?" Peter yells.

"We got an hour late for you!" Sasha says.

I look at the clock and it's eleven in the morning. Guess I overslept because of my chest pain last night. But nobody cares so I don't tell them that. We head to the car and put in the luggage. We take seat just in the order as we did while coming here.

Peter on driver's seat, Jess on passenger's
Sasha and Nessa behind them with me and Mike behind them. Peter starts the car and everyone was talking except for me. Whenever anyone tried to talk to me I gave them a death stare and they got my message.

"Hey Justin lo-" Mike turn towards me and I give him a death glare.

"Looks like someone's having that time of the month" Jess says and they all laugh.

I roll my eyes. Yes indeed, I am having that time of the month, aka Chest pain.

Peter drops everyone to their house and Nessa smiles at me saying goodbye. I wish her back the same way. By the time we reach our house it's four in the evening. I got out of the car and head straight to my room closing the door behind me. I struggle to breathe, my chest and head paining sharply.

I just lay on bed as I did last night, hoping it will stop.

A/N: Don't miss any chapters now.

-Annie💕