Clarity

Part 1

Selena POV

"Mommy!" banging on the door was only a faint noise. I don't know exactly what happened, I mean I was fine one second just washing up before giving Noelle, my sweet little girl, dinner. I mean a three year old left to fend for herself. Why did I lock the door? My baby was practically in tears because of me. I wanted to tell her to call for help, but I couldn't talk in fact I couldn't do anything, walk or move.

After an unknown amount of time, it felt like forever I heard Noelle walk away and I can vaguely remember her rummaging through a few things.

N/A POV

"Daddy?" the little girl said into a phone, she knew her mother's password because Selena had games for her downloaded, and was able to find the contact name that said Justin.

"Noelle, what's wrong you sound like you are crying?" Justin could sense the pain in his daughter's voice and he didn't like it.

"M-Mommy isn't getting out of the bathroom, she fell on the floor. She did not answer the door." as Justin heard this he had a million thoughts going on at once but he knew what he had to do.

"Ok, baby girl I need you to hang up with me and call 911, tell them where you live and tell them that your mommy isn't moving or talking. I'm on my way.  Ok?" Justin kept a neutral voice knowing he had to keep calm, but he was an emotional wreck.

"Ok." Noelle hung up and did what her father told her to do.

Justin POV

"Scooter, I have to go. Selena is hurt bad and Noelle's a wreck." I was at the studio when I got the call.

"What happened?" Scooter seemed to be a mix between worried and angry.

"According to Noelle, she fell." 

"Ok, if you need to bring Noelle into the studio. Keep her away from the hospital it's just going to scare her."

"Ya. Thank you." I ran out the front door of the studio and ran into my car.

The whole drive over, I had a tornado of emotions. I mean I was worried about Selena, I care for her, I always have and I always will. And then I thought about my little girl having to go through all of this trauma, I knew it wasn't going to be easy.

As I got closer to Selena's house I realized there was a lot of paparazzi only getting more crowded, I didn't know how I was going to get Noelle out of the house without someone seeing her.

"Justin! Justin! What are you doing here?"

"What's going on with Selena?" Those paparazzis really know how to get on your nerves.

I go into Selena's house I still have the keys, the ambulance is there, but the door was closed and locked for privacy different.

I looked everywhere for Noelle and when I finally did find her she was blocking the door, so that the mysterious men couldn't reach her mom.

"Noelle, baby you have to move so that these men can help your mommy." when she saw me all I could see was a sad little girl, not the sunshine I know her to be.

"Daddy!" she ran into my arms and all I could do was hug her and pick her up, I needed to get her out of there. But how?

I made a decision at that moment, I care more about the emotional state of my daughter then the paparazzi getting a picture of her. So I walked out the front door.

"Justin, who's the little girl?"

"Why was she with Selena?"

I tucked Noelle's head into my neck, making sure the paparazzi couldn't get a picture of her face.