The Bad Boy - Jelena Fanfic

Chapter 23

Chapter 23
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As I was driving to the hospital tears were streaming down my cheeks. I was crying uncontrollably. I couldn't help it. I was so worried about Justin.
What happens if I lose him? I can't lose him, he means everything to me. If he dies, I wouldn't know what to do with myself. Losing him would be like losing my other half. My heart would be shattered; broken.
I start to cry harder as I just think about not having Justin in my life anymore. I take the back of my hand and wipe my cheeks to try and get rid of some tears. My eyes were blurry from all the tears that it was hard to see the road. I had almost drove off the road moments ago because I could barely see.
As I stop at a red light I hear my phone go off. I quickly dig it out of my purse and see that it's Demi. I don't have time to talk to her. I don't want to hear her voice or even see her.
This whole thing is her fault for making me choose between her or Justin. I should have chose Justin. Yes, Demi is my best friend, but she shouldn't have made me choose between the two.
I ignore Demi's phone call and start to drive again once the light turned green. I was going over the speed limit, but I didn't care.
I had to get to that hospital. This could be the last time I see Justin. And I wasn't going to waste it.
I quickly parked my car in the hospital parking lot and then ran for the hospital front doors. When I ran inside I went straight to the front desk.
"Where's Justin Bieber at?" I ask out of breath. "What room? Please."
The girl that was behind the desk started typing something into her computer before she out her finger on the screen.
"Room 102. But there's doctors in there at the moment and I'll need you to stay out here in the waiting room." she said nicely.
"B-but I need to be in there with him!" I shout, not meaning to.
I wasn't thinking clearly. I was too overwhelmed with everything.
"I understand miss, but you need to wait in the waiting room." she says sternly.
I sigh. "When will I be able to see him?" I ask.
"I'll let you know as soon as the doctors give me the all clear sign. But, are you a member of his family?" she asks me as she looks up at me, taking her gaze off her computer.
"Yes. I'm," I trailed off for a moment. "I'm engaged to him."
The woman nodded. "Okay. Please, take a seat and I'll let you know when you can go see him." she says with a warm smile.
I nod my head.
"Thank you." I go over and take a seat in one of the chairs.
How long was I going to have to sit here? I couldn't wait more then hour because I needed to see him now to see if he was okay. To see if he was even alive or not.
When they ambulance people put him onto the stretcher and put him into the back of the ambulance, Justin looked so lifeless. His skin was cold. He wasn't breathing. His eyes were sealed closed.
What happens if I never get to hear his laugh again? Hear his voice? See his sparkling brown eyes or his perfect smile? What happens if I never get to even see him again? Im nothing without him.
*One Hour Later*
I've been sitting in the waiting room for over an hour. I've tried getting on my phone to check Twitter and some of my other apps, but I couldn't. I was too focused on Justin.
I haven't gotten any information if he's alright or not, and I'm worried. If I haven't gotten any news by now it probably means something is wrong. I just pray nothing is though.
I can't lose Justin. I just can't.
I was thinking about maybe laying down to try and sleep, because for one, my eyes were starting to get heavy, and second, who knew how much longer it would be until I got news on how Justin was. I sighed and was getting ready to lay down when a doctor walked over to the front desk. I could faintly hear him say Justin's name.
"Is he okay?" I ask quickly, standing up and walking over to the doctor.
"Justin, his heart stopped twice. Meaning, all the doctors, including myself, we all had to bring him back to life twice." the doctor says.
I could already feel the tears running down my cheeks.
"Him being in that fire, he got a lot of smoke and ash into his lungs." he continued. "So he's having trouble breathing. I put an oxygen mask on him to help him breath. But," He paused as he put his hand on shoulder and looked me in the eyes. "There's still a chance he may not make it."
"What! What do you mean there's still," He cuts me off. "His lungs are weak, miss. He's fighting for his life right now. And I'm sorry to tell you this, but more likely his lungs will soon give out on him."
I shake my head. "Isn't there anything you can do to help him?" I shout, the tears falling harder.
"We've done all we can at the moment. Now we just have to wait to see if Justin can fight through this." the doctor says before he starts to walk off.
"Can I-I see him?" I ask.
He nods his head. "Just let us know if something goes wrong with him or if you need anything." he says before he finally walks away.
I quickly make my way towards Justin's room, almost running to get to his room faster. When I reach his room, I take in a breath before I softly knock on the door and then walk inside.
I then see Justin, laying down on the hospital bed with his oxygen mask on. He had his eyes closed. I walked over to him and just looked at him.
I can't believe this happened to him. It should have been me instead.
I grab a chair in the room and bring it over to the side of the bed and sat down on it. I took Justin's hand into mine and brushed my thumb back and forth against his skin.
His breathing was slow, almost too slow. Every time he would exhale you could see the oxygen mask get fogged up for a second before he would inhale again.
I wanted Justin to wake up, afraid that if he sleeps he won't wake up. But I know he needs his rest.
I bring his hand to my face and softly kiss his hand.
"I-I love you Justin." I say before tears rolled down my cheeks.