Every moment (Justin Bieber fanfic)

your last wish

In life you meet different people every day. Each person is different in their own way, looks or personality it doesn’t matter there isn’t a person that is alike in the world. In what I do for a living I meet at least a fifty people a day, some happy and some devastated. I work in a place where life isn’t taken for granted and every moment is cherished, it doesn’t matter where or who you’ve been before you came here. 

When I first came here I had just lost my mother to cancer and my father was soon to be taken as well. In my sorrow I had turned to drinking and drugs and I was partying every night I could, I had given up on school a long time ago. All of my energy was focused on forgetting, I never grieved the loss of my mom I didn’t even go to her funeral. I know what you’re thinking what kind of a daughter am I? in all honesty I was probably one of the worst there has ever been in this world. 

One night after my mother had died and I had been out partying and probably drinking my ass of, this woman found me sleeping on the sidewalk, as I surly was to drunk and high to even remember where I lived. I had reached my rock bottom. The woman, also known as Eve, took me in she helped me through my sorrow; she made me see that life was worth living. 

One day she took me to see my father, I hadn’t seen him in three months or so and in all honesty I was afraid that he would be so disappointed in me that he wouldn’t even be able to see or even talk to me. In that moment when I was walking through those doors to the hospital I was scared shitless. But when I walked into my fathers room I saw his eyes light up and my tears started to run freely. He was so weak; I walked over to the side of his bed and kneeled as I put my forehead on his matrass with my hands resting on above it. And I cried. I felt him stroking my head as he soothed me, and I remembered thinking that I was the one that should be soothing him not the other was around. 

Then he said something that I will always remember, he said: “hi sweet pea, don’t cry. Remember that I’ll always be here and that I love you, know go out in the world and make me proud, I love you. Your mother would be proud of how you’ve changed and she loved you no matter what, as do I”. 

In that moment I decided that I wanted Eve to take me with her to her work as she worked as a nurse in a home for cancer sick people that had gotten the news that they weren’t going to live mush longer. The first time I went there I thought that it was going to be so depressing and that everything would be dead quiet. But to my surprise it was full of life.  There wasn’t a moment in this place that wasn’t bubbling with life. They became my saviors. When my father died Eve took me in as I was only sixteen and I got my life together, I got my grades up, I made new friends.   

I owned my whole life to her. The life I live now is as close to perfect as it gets through my perspective. Sure I live in a world where death is a constant reminder but I also live a life where love plays a part of my everyday life. I got to know some of the most interesting people, some would just pity them but they don’t know what lives most of them have lived. I’ve heard stories from them that some people think only exists in the books. Some have sailed the world some have had their fairytale love while others have achieved their wildest dreams. 

Then there were those that told me what they SHOULD have done and it was those that I felt pity for, because they had never lived a life, or maybe they did but just not the life they wanted to live. I often told them to do as much as they could and I’ve been to so many different weddings and I’ve probably been all over America to help them achieve their dreams, once I even went to England to just have a cup of tea in a typical English bed and breakfast. I would do anything for these people. 

I walked through the doors to the home and hung my bag over my hook and my coat. I walked over to the reception. 

“Hi Amanda how was school” I was greeted by the lady in the reception.