Justin Bieber Imagines 1//Completed

Chapter 54: dont go!! Please

I walk into the house and heard mumbled sobs coming from upstairs. Immediately I noticed that it was Justin's. "Justin?!" Terrified of his silent sobs I ran up the stairs and stopped at the top listening for his sobs. It came from the bathroom just a couple feet from where I stand. Slowly and cautiously I walk up to the door and my hand rests onto the cold handle. I listened to his loud sobs and rethink over every possible scenario that could be happening. But once I heard him sob louder than the last I cracked it open. I peek my head in and see his back against me as he sat on the floor. On the white tile floors that are now covered in thick red blood.
Blood
I almost drop to my knees, I couldn't think but just scream His name as my brain stung with shock.
"JUSTIN?!" Before I reach him he turns around with shock and drowsiness washes all his living expressions away. "Justin! Oh my god my baby!" I catch his head and land in his blood, my heart is beating incredibly fast and I lost all conscious of myself but him.
"I'm..I'm.." He whispers but I stop him. I know what he's going to say, I'm sorry and that I love you. I know he can make it through this and there is no easy way out of this.

I scan his arms quickly but his once inky arms are colored red; there's to much blood.
"y/n..please..I lo..." His eyes began to drop, "Justin stay awake! You understand me?! You're not dying not like this ok?!"
I reach for my phone in my back pocket but I couldn't feel it, suddenly I remembered I left it in the car.
Shit!
I reach for Justin's pocket but his phone isn't on him, nor do we have a house phone.
My only choice is to get the phone from the car or search for his phone but it'll take to long.
" baby I'll be right back ok?" I sat his head gently down onto the floor and immediately ran out to the car, I swing the door open and grab my phone that sat on the seat. I quickly ran into the house at the same time calling 911. My wet fingers slipping loosely across the screen.

Phone: please state your emergency
Me: My boyfriend is bleeding to death from his wrists please hurry! PLEASE!!
Phone: please state the address
Me: (whatever address)
Phone: ok mam please make sure he's awake ok?
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Mam?
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It's too late

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There he is lying
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motionless on the bathroom floor
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eyes lying open not a sign of life is in the the room.

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I was to late

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Me: it's...it's too late..

I hung up and walked over to his lying body, his wrists still gushing everything out from his body like his soul is trying to escape. I close my hands over his gashes and try to stop it even though there's no use.
I can feel it, I can feel my soul disappearing along his, my heart completely vanished, my feelings stop functioning and I just lie myself along his dead body, take the razor and-

"Y/N?!" I turn around and see Justin looking down at me in terror. I realized I'm sitting on the bathroom floor with a freshly sharpened razor in my right hand and my left arm held out along it. "baby please...don't do this" he says in a shaky voice.
How did I get to this? I was just laying there with his lifeless body but how am I right here about to repeat it all?

My hands began to shake and my head begins to spin with confusion, my eyes well and that was Justin's cue to run over to me. He snatches the razor from my hand and throws it into the hall. " I'm here, I'm here." He says in relief as he wraps my sobbing body into his arms.

"I'm here, I'm here." He says again

But the scary thought is, I don't think I am.