Forbidden Love (Justin Bieber FanFiction) {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 3

Beep, Beep, Beep.

I tried to open my eyes, but I felt terribly weak. I finally gathered the strength to force my eyelids to open. I blinked multiple times, due to the brightness of the light. Once my vision adjusted, I examined my surroundings. The room was bare; there was only a chair in here and a small window, few paintings here and there.

I felt cold, ticklish air flowing through my nostrils, making my nose itchy. I reached to touch my nose, but I felt a tube wrapped around my face in the way.

I hissed in pain once my fingers connected with my nose. I quickly removed my hand away from my face and stared down at my wrist and saw that I was connected by more tubes and could see clear liquid was flowing through them.

And I could hear the obnoxious sound of beeping from the monitor taking my pulse. then I realized where I was.

Why am I in the hospital?

Then I remembered. Justin Bieber beating me up at the school parking lot. No one helped me or cared. Only a teacher, who must have taken me to the hospital.

I looked at the clock on the wall. It's 4:45.

In the morning? Or is it the afternoon? How long had I been here?

All these questions rushed through my head when I heard the door open and was quietly closed shut. A nurse appeared from the corner, staring at me. She flashed me a smile and headed towards my direction. She had long red hair, bright green eyes that looked as if they were contacts, and a petite body. "Hello dear. How are you feeling?" She asked, looking at the monitor, reading the scale.

"I'm alright. I feel just a little weak. That's all." I lied. I'm not just weak, I'm in pain. But I don't want to show it or say it. As I spoke, I realized my voice sounded hoarse. "How long had I been here?" I asked.

"You had been here for..." She said, looking at the clipboard, her eyes scanning at the paper, "For three days." She finally answered.

My eyes went wide, taken by surprise. "Three days," I repeated. I looked down at my hands, staring down at my pale, white skin. "How bad was I?" I uttered.

"You lost a lot of blood, a broken nose, a concussion, bruised stomach and ribs, and a swollen eye. But your eye isn't that bad, it would heal in a few days." She replied in a kind tone as if it isn't as bad.

I let out a painful sigh, resting my head back against the pillows.

Why!? Why does Justin have to do this to me! I never did anything to him or his stupid girlfriend.

Why had Justin changed so much? Why does he hate me?

Wait, I know why...

Justin and I used to be best friends in elementary school. But something happened to him in 6th grade. That year he befriends with Jose, the boy who was nothing but trouble. Jose and his other stupid friends changed him. They brainwashed him and controlled him all through middle school.

Whenever I waved at him, he just ignored me, as if I never existed. When I wanted to say hello to him, he talks to someone else beside him. Since then, I didn't even bother to even go near him.

Right when high school started, that's where things got worse. I was bullied 24/7, nonstop. I was called so many names, that you will lose count.

"So, does my mom know I'm here?" I asked, looking at my hands.

"Yes, but she didn't come in. Do you want to talk to-"

"No, thank you, it's alright." I interrupted, snapping my head towards her direction.