A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 56: The Song

Must read Author’s Note:

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LISTEN TO ME, YOU REEMIES.

I READ COMMENTS OF YOU GUYS SAYING THAT I MENTON STUFF IN A FEW CHAPTERS THAT NEVER REALLY HAPPENED. LIKE, THE FLASHBACKS AND ALL.

Lol, I know. xD They actually did happen but I didn’t mention them. :3 Fogive meh. So, listen up. I’m renovating shit, yeah? I’m re-doing this book. xD So this book will be more mature vocabulary-wise and all that. Also, I’ll be adding more scenes in this book, the beginning chapters will be longer as I rebuild them since I need to mention more stuff, I need more scenes to occur, need to show you all how these 2 faggots fall in love. And by the renovation of each chapter, I’ll be informing you guys about that in my Author’s notes of every new chapter updated. :) Seriously, I really really really need your cooperation since I’d want you to read those scenes. Thank you so much for holding onto my crap. I love you so much. :’)

Dedication to @-Memphis- for her beautiful review on the last chapter. :)

Keep all this in mind and PEACE!

(Femke’s P.O.V)

“How could you do this to me? You’re so selfish, so full of yourself.” She whispered, her eyes red, her state fragile. The pace of her breath was heavy, the bruises on her body clearly visible on her exposed skin as she was wearing a silk white colored frock which went down till her knees. It was torn from some places and had dark stains on it. Her arms and legs were filled with scratches and bruises, and the pain caused by them was visible in her eyes, her expressions. And yet, I failed to see her face. I couldn’t recognize her. All I could see were her blonde hair as they were visible on her shoulders under the ceiling light.

Where is everyone? Justin, Hareem, Sonia, Chaz, Mina, Ryan, Christian? Where could they possibly be?

I got fed up of laying in my room alone for the past 5 hours so I decided to go out and check. But I found myself in the corridor, alone. All the lights were off except for 2. And then I saw her in the middle, she was standing in the hospital corridor, the ceiling light only shining on her body but her face was deprived of it. I couldn’t recognize it. But her voice was unforgettable. I knew that we had met before, that we had a strong bonding. But what caused all of this? Why was she so harsh to me? What did I ever do to her?

“I was normal, I was happy. But then you came along,” her hand slowly came up, pointing in my direction. I looked around, finding it uncomfortably quiet and dark. The only light which could be seen was on me, and one on her. Hiding her face. “You ruined my life. You destroyed me.”

“Who are you?” my voice came out in a harsh manner, as if I was a villain. As if I knew her, and I was doing it all on purpose. I didn’t want it this way; I wanted to know who she was, and what I did to her. But my voice wasn’t in my control, neither were my manners.

“Have you forgotten already?” her sobs were mixed with dry laughs. “You’ve ruined my life! You have destroyed me!” she yelled all of a sudden, trying to come forward but something stopped her. She wasn’t able to move her feet. “I tried to stop you! I still am! But you never listened and you’re still so goddamn stubborn!”

“What did I do?!” I argued.

“You murdered me! You murdered my happiness, my dignity! You’re a murderer! And the worst part is, your case doesn’t lead you to jail, but to hell!”

And the moment she yelled this, all the lights turned on, and yet, her face was unreadable. I still couldn’t recognize her.

The left side of her chest, right above her heart, was filled with blood. Her neck, hands, arms, feet, legs and face were all in blood and bruises. She was crying, looking at me. I was dying under her gaze. It was killing me.