Justin’s P.O.V.
I looked up at Isabella as soon as I finished speaking, and the first thing I noticed was the tears forming in the corners of her eyes, then another perfect smile spread across her face.
“I can’t think of anything that would make me happier.” Isabella said quietly to me, holding out her left hand.
I grinned up at her, then placed the ring on her finger before getting up and pulling her into an embracing hug, then kissing her gently on the lips while everyone around us started clapping, some overwhelmed by my totally romantic proposal to the girl who made my life complete.
Cher’s P.O.V.
It was now the day after. Things had been, weird, between me and Selena that night. We didn’t speak at all during our evening meal, which was the only time I saw Selena again that night, and she had avoided eye contact at all times. That night too, I noticed, she had failed to come to bed, passing out on the couch, an empty wine bottle hanging from her hand. I knew I’d done this to her. She only drinks if she’s at a party or if she’s stressed, and I know that what I had told her, that she had to choose between me and Chaz, was currently burning a huge hole through her heart.
But I couldn’t help how I felt. No one ever can control their emotions. I didn’t trust Chaz and I didn’t want to lose Selena. I wanted what was best.
However, what I soon realized is that you can’t always choose what you want to keep you happy, that a lot of the time you have to do what is the right thing for everyone in your life. So what I did that day was one of the most shocking decisions of my life. It hurt me immensely, but that was the only thing I could’ve possibly done to make things right for the most important people in my life.
That whole night before, seeing as I had the whole bedroom to myself, I spent it packing all of Selena’s things into many suitcases we had used for our move to New York, and once I knew that Selena had passed out for the rest of the night on the couch, I managed to sneak all of the luggage out of the apartment and into my car, hopefully without any paparazzi noticing, as I can’t deal with the rumors today, or any day for that matter.
After packing all of Selena’s luggage into my car, I ran back into the apartment, into the bedroom and I grabbed my cell phone before phoning Chaz to tell him my plan for the next day. It shocked Chaz, as this was the first time I had spoken to him since I got together with Selena; but once he listened to my plan, he was over the moon. I don’t blame him really; it it were me I’d be the same.
I didn’t sleep too well that night, having too many things on my mind. It’s surprising how easily someone’s world can come tumbling down with the smallest thing to break it. Unfortunately today, that someone was me. And it’s going to change my life forever. For better, and for worse. Nothing will ever be the same again.
Justin’s P.O.V.
The day the kids were going home. It was a hard day, not knowing when I was going to see them again. But they needed Cher, and Cher needs them.
I’ve always got that little family that me and Isabella are going to have now that we’re engaged. I can’t believe it. Engaged for the second time and I’m only 22. Most men my age haven’t even thought about getting married yet, but here I am, planning my future with my second fiancée. I just hope it works out this time. I don’t want to go through that heartbreak again.
I didn’t know what time Cher had planned to pick up the kids that day so, as soon as both Isabella and I were awake and fully ready that morning, we headed over to my mom’s to spend our last minutes or hours with my 3 beautiful children.
It was now the evening, and we were all worried because Cher hadn’t picked up the kids yet. My mom wanted to wait another half an hour, just in case Cher was caught up in traffic or something coming in from Toronto, but it was already 8pm so I phoned Cher to see what the holdup was actually all about.
I had to phone her a few times before she actually picked up, but she did eventually.
“Cher, where the hell are you!?” I (almost) shouted down the phone to her. “You were meant to pick the kids up today!”
“I’m not coming.” Cher whispered down the phone, sounding like she had been crying. A lot.
“What do you mean you’re not coming!? They’re your kids, our kids, and they’ve been looking forward to seeing you. They’ve missed you.”
“I can’t, Justin. I can’t take them back to New York. I can’t look after them. I’m a bad mom and I don’t deserve them.”
“Cher, you’re not a bad mom. I think you’re a brilliant one.” When she didn’t reply, I added, “Cher, what’s happened today?”
Cher’s P.O.V.
“Cher, what’s happened today?” Justin asked me.
I sat there and told him everything that had happened that afternoon.
FLASHBACK
We had just entered Stratford, Selena and I. I had drove up instead of us getting on the plane. It was a long drive, and going on the plane would’ve been a lot easier but the car was 100% necessary for this trip.
Most of the journey had been quiet, the only sound being the music playing from the radio.
Once we had arrived in Stratford, I headed towards Chaz’s house instead of Justin’s. This confused Selena, but she didn’t say anything. I was glad, because I didn’t know what to tell her.
I think she kind of guessed what was going on when I pulled up right in front of Chaz’s house and Chaz ran out to get Selena’s luggage from the trunk of my car.
I stepped out of the car before walking round to the passenger’s side. I opened the door for Selena and she got out, still not 100% sure at what was going on.
“Cher, what’s going on?” Selena asked me quietly.
I took hold of her hand, pulled her closer towards me, stroked her cheek and looked into her eyes, which were filled with confusion and sadness.
“You know I’ll always love you.” I told her.
“Cher, seriously, what’s going on?”
“I saw how much it hurt you when I told you that you had to choose between me and Chaz. So I made that choice for you.”
“But you’re wrong Cher. I wouldn’t have chosen Chaz. I’d have chosen you. I love you Cher, you know that.”
“But you love Chaz more though. I know, Selena, and I’m okay with it. I want what’s best for you, and that’s not me. Chaz is much better for you than I am.”
“But I only want you.”
“But you need Chaz. He’s perfect for you. He’s everything that you need and want. Go and have a happy life with him, Sel. I’ll be fine, honestly. I love you.” I kissed her gently on the lips before letting go of her so that Chaz could take her inside.
END OF FLASHBACK
“So that’s why I’m not coming back Justin. I want what’s best for everyone important to me, and that means a life without me. I’ve ruined too many people’s lives, broken too many people’s hearts, yours especially, and I just need to get out of everyone’s lives before I make everything worse.” I told Justin.
“But what am I supposed to tell the kids when they’re older? How am I supposed to tell them about their mom abandoning them when they’re too young to understand what’s happening?” Justin said, actually sounding a little upset.
“Tell them I’ll always love them, and I left them so they could be safe for the rest of their lives. I was a messed up kid, and I don’t want them to turn out like me. I’ll never forget them, or you Justin. Don’t worry about me, and don’t come looking for me. I’ll be fine. I love you.”
I hung up on him, before drinking the last drop from my 10th glass of wine.
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Don't Forget Me (Sequel to Gone Forever)
Fanfiction"These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume" - Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene VI Cher's and Justin's relationship was never perfect. And now they have gone their separate way...
