She cant remember..

Ch.5

I heard the ambulance sirens in the distance. everything was a blur, the ambulance men laid me on a hospital bed thing and pushed me in the ambulance.(haha, i dont know what that thing is called)
Justin and his friends was taken care off by the police.
We drove off to the hospital.
When we got there everyone was rushing me to different places and taking different tests of me.

They called my parents, well my mom and stepfather, and told them what happened.

Justin POV:

Right now im at the police station.. This is'nt good . what will my beliebers think? That im some crazy, cold hearted guy that hits a girl? This is bad, really bad..
Actually i kinda like april. she's funny, smart, beautiful and Those eyes..and lips..hair....everything.. she's stunning af actually.
Ewww no justin, you cant fall for her! She's ugly,fat and last but not least she's a stupid whore that dont deserve a thing.

Ok, i need to stop being so bipolar..

April's POV:

After spending 2 days in a boring grey hospital room, i could finally go home.

The drive home was boring and quiet, not a akward quiet, but a relaxing quiet.
When we got home i walked up to my room. My stepfather picked up isaac from the police station as well.

I listened to some Music when i overheard my mom yell at isaac.
"GO TO YOUR ROOM!" Mom yelled.
"Thats not fair !" Isaac answered.
"Do as i tell you!" Mom yelled back at him. intense.
" You never send april too her room when she's in trouble!"
"Because she never leaves her room. if she was in trouble i would make her sit in the living room or make her talk to human beings!" i heard mom yell back. Ouch..
"I HEARD THAT!" I yelled back from my room.

I sat on my bed, writing down some lyrics on my notepad, trying to write a song. nobody knows, but i like to play Music . i learned how to play guitar when i was Little and yeah..
Usually i write Sad songs because i am Sad or something ,i dont think the songs are good but you know.....music is my escape... my escape of the terrible world outside.
I didnt choose This life..nobody chose my life, well god did, but that doesnt count. I dont like This life too be honest, but i will take what i get. if that means getting bullied every single day, i will take it.
God probably thinks that i am somewhat, i dont know, a strong person. Thats probably why im still here, still alive.