Forever and always (sequel to Being Mrs. Bieber)

Chapter 6: He's all I need

Mia's POV:

* Same scene as last chapter *

I continue to cry into my father's chest, hugging him tight.

"Dad, I-I missed y-you," I sob.

I felt anger when I saw him because I'm still holding the grudge about the whole isolating himself in India thing. Scooter is my dad's best friend and he couldn't even get in contact with him.

He isolated himself from everyone.

But, I was happy because I still missed him. He'll always be my dad.

"I missed you more sweetie. I meant to come sooner when I heard the news about you seeing found in unconcious. I thought I lost you unless Justin called me and told me you were okay when you were in the hospital."

I pull away and wipe my tears.

"You're officially out of rehab?," I ask.

He nods. "But, this is not about me. It's about you."

I give him a weak smile. "I'm fine Dad."

He looks into my eyes, and it feels like he's staring into my soul.

"You're saying one thing, but your eyes are telling me another."

I look down. 

"Mia, are those scars on your arm?"

I look at the arms and realize my scars are showing, since I'm not wearing a jacket or long sleeve.

"Yes," I answer.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?"

I sigh. "Yes Dad. I'm okay. I'll explain everything as soon as you meet the twins."

"Oh, that's right. I only met Makenzie, not the twins."

"Yeah, they were at Justin's mom's house a lot. But, you'll see all the kids hear for now on."

I guide him to the back patio and we see Justin holding Rosie, while Alex is in his playpen. Kenzie stops playing and stares at Dad. He waves at her, but she stands there, shy.

Justin gets up and hands Rosie to Dad. 

"Dad, this is Rosie."

He smiles at her and kisses her cheek. "She's so beautiful. She looks just like you."

I smile. "I know."

Justin now has Alex. "And this is Alex," Justin says.

Dad pinches his cheek. "He looks just like Justin."

I look back at Kenzie. "Kenzie, come here sweetie."

She runs to me, hugging my leg. "You remember Grandpa?"

She nods her head no.

"Hey kiddo," Dad says with a smile. 

Kenzie manages to smile at him.

"You guys should slow down. Three kids is enough for right now."

I groan. "Dad, I'm not a a baby anymore. I know what I'm doing," I whine.

"But, you'll always be my baby," he says.

Kenzie goes back to playing. Justin puts Alex back in his playpen and Rosie in hers.

"So, about those scars.." Dad brings back up.

I take a deep breath. 

"Are you okay? Do you need a therapist?"

I giggle. "Dad, a therapist will never work for me at this point. A lot has happened. Ever since Mom's death, it's been hard. The miscarriage, almost losing a relationship with you, all the drama. So, when I went on tour, stuff happened and I couldn't take it anymore. So, umm..."

I struggle with my words. Its hard telling him this.

"I attempted to commit suicide..."

"You what?! Mia, you need help! When was this?!"

"Last month."

"Sweetheart, I'm worried about you."

I walk over to Justin and stand beside him.

"Dad, I'm fine. I'm still upset, but I'm pulling through."

"I don't think you are Mia. You might need medicine or something. Maybe reha-"

"Please. Don't say that word."

"What word?, he asks.

"Rehab."

"But, Mia. It might be the only so-"

"Dad, don't say it's the only solution because it's not. I'm fine."

"Mia, when someone says they're fine, they're actually not," he says.

I chuckle at him.

"Mia, what the hell is so funny about this? This is serious!," he shouts.

"It's funny to me. Everyone thinks they know what I need and what's best for me. But, I already have what I need."

I intertwine me and Justin's fingers, making Dad a little confused.

"I have Justin. He's all I need."

"Mi-"

"Dad, just hear me out," I say, cutting him off.

He sighs and nods, so I continue.

"Dad, he's helped me so much. He makes me feel like I'm wanted. He makes me feel special and he does all he can just to put a smile on my face. Yes, I have these scars. It's not the first time I've cut. But, the scars are healing because of him."

He still looks confused.

"Dad, don't you see? He's my medicine. He's everything I need to get better. I'm getting better already. I'm not fully better, but I can't wait until I am so I can enjoy life and not take it for granted. Dad, Justin's the reason why I'm still alive."

"Ok. Ok. Mia, I understand. Just promise me you'll get better."

I nod my head. 

"Do you wanna stay for a little while?," I hear Justin asks.

I turn to Justin and give him that "What the fuck?" look. I wanna have a better relationship with my dad, but I'm scared to. I don't know how to better our father-daughter relationship.

"What?," Justin asks me.

"I'd love to stay," Dad says.

Shit.

Well, I have to try. He's the only parent I have.

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