The Story Of Jariana

Chapter 22: My 'Death'

Ariana's POV:

So I am supposed to be released today, I have been successful in avoiding Justin. So it was 4 in the afternoon when the two nurses came into my room and dropped off the dufflebag into the bathroom. I sent them to get for me. It was filled with hair dye, scissors, colored contacts, new clothing, shoes, toothbrush and toothpaste, a few snacks, my phone and charger, all my money, and a plane ticket to Italy. After I made sure everything I needed was in the bag I gave them the signal and placed myself back onto the hospital bed. The doctor came in and pulled the sheet over my head, since I am- or was, an actor I can act like I am dead and pull it off really well.

I heard the doctor talk to Justin out in the hall.

"Mr.Bieber?"

"Yes," I heard the doctor sigh. "Ariana is gone, I'm sorry."

"W-what?" Justin's voice was soft and high pitched at this point. Then I heard sobbing and footsteps heading towards the bed. I felt him place his head in the crook of my neck and start sobbing even more.

"C-can I see her face?" The doctor probably nodded because I then felt the blanket being taken off my face. Justin kissed my lips and covered my face again. I heard more sobs then his heavy footsteps quickly run out of the room.

I got up and went to the bathroom,

---- After my makeover----

I then put in hazel contacts, once I was satisfied with my look I walked out of the room, careful not to be spotted by Justin. But when I got to the lobby I couldn't help but spot his sad face.

I took a deep breath and sat down next to him. "H-Hi," I managed to let out a small smile while I looked into his eyes. "Hey," "What's wrong?" "My girlfriend just d-died *breaks into a fit of tears* I was g-going to propose in the morning." He pulled out a small violet box out of his pocket and opened it up to show me the ring.

"Oh my gosh, she would've said yes, I'm sure." " You remind me of her, you two look very similar...Are you-"