2: Shadows

Peyton is done being depressed. It's been four years since her boyfriend, Justin Bieber, was shot by a guy named Colton--and now, all she wants to see is Colton, dead. Though, the familiar shadows are distracting her, because they all remind her of her boyfriend. What happens when she finds out that she was right, all along? And what happens when more shadows get into the picture? © 2013 by beliebervision. All Rights Reserved.


20. Chapter 18

When Peyton woke up, it was like all of Justin's prayers were answered. He'd been sitting by her hospital bed for who knows how long, thinking about what would've happened if she'd died on the spot. He'd never be able to forgive himself. 

She smiled when she saw him, then literally burst into tears. It was the saddest thing Justin's ever seen. His girlfriend--who was probably mentally unstable after he'd called her a whore--was cut all over, crying, and asking him to hold her. 

He did hold her. And he probably shed a few tears himself, as he explained to her how sorry he was about everything. She listened quitely. After he was done, she told him to get into the hospital bed next to her so she could feel what it was like to cuddle next to him again. 

He agreed and emptied out his pockets, took his shoes off, then crawled into the hospital bed next to her. Thankfully, she wasn't hooked up to any machines--the only thing bad about her was the cuts that she'd gotten from the glass. The doctors had cleaned her up and told her that she needed rest, just to get the emotional trauma out of her head. 

She cuddled close to Justin's chest and took a shaky breath, before bursting into tears again. Justin ran his fingers through her hair softly and kept telling her that everything was going to be alright. Eventually, her breathing slowed down and she wasn't crying anymore. Justin kissed the top of her head as they lay there in a comfortable silence. 

"Justin," Peyton whispered. "I'm sorry." 

Justin tightened his hold around her, trying to pull her closer--if that were possible. Finally, he said, "Baby you don't have to be sorry right now, I'm the one who has to apologize." 

"Then we both have to be sorry because we both did something very wrong." She sniffled. 

"Yes we did." Justin whispered. "And I'm sorry." 

Peyton sniffled again. "Do you really think I'm a whore?" 

Justin's heart faltered when she asked that, because he was well aware that he'd called her that. But if she was actually starting to think that she was one, he'd want to punch himself. 

"Of course not. You know how I am when I get mad, I say things..." He trailed off. "That doesn't mean that I mean those things. You're anything but a whore." 

"Do you still love me?" She asked. 

"Yes, with all my heart." Justin said--and this was something that he meant. 

"I love you too." Peyton half-cried, then started to actually cry again. Justin knew that this was a hard time for her, so he didn't call her out on basically soaking his shirt. He rubbed her back.  

After a while, Peyton stopped crying again and looked up at him. Justin suddenly noticed how tired she looked. He wiped away the last of her tears with his thumb. She gave him a pained smile, before grabbing onto his shirt and pulling him down so their lips connected. 

For Justin, it felt like a big part of his life that was missing--was finally returned. Like having his mom be alive again, or something like that. All he really knew was that he missed Peyton--a lot. 

They continued to kiss. Peyton immediately brought her hands up to Justin's hair and ran her fingers through it. She bit his bottom lip lightly, asking for permission to enter. Justin let her and they explored each other's mouths like their life depended on it. Peyton slowly untangled her hands from Justin's hair so she could run them along his chest, underneath his shirt. 

Justin carefully pushed Peyton's tank top up so his hands were gripped firmly onto her bare sides. They stayed like that for what seemed like forever--until Peyton very carefully placed herself on top of him, never breaking the kiss as she did so. Eventually Justin pulled away since he started to get light-headed. 

He put his hands behind his head and smiled up at Peyton, who's hands were on his chest. 

"You know we can't have sex in a hospital bed." He said. 

Peyton slapped him lightly on the chest. "I wasn't planning on it." 

"Mm," Justin said. "Did you really have sex with Colton?" 

"No," She frowned. "Why would you believe that? I mean of course, I'd want you to be my first time." 

Justin smiled. "Deep down, I really didn't believe it. 'Cause I didn't want to believe it. And because he's a dipshit." 

Peyton slid her hands down Justin's chest so they were now rung around his neck, and she was lying flat on top of him. She was about to kiss him, when the door opened. They both turned their heads and saw Ryan, with Colton standing next to him. 

Colton's head was bandaged and he was holding an ice-pack against it. He immediately wrinkled his nose when he saw them. "You know, when I woke up, I planned on waiting a while before watching a porno." 

Justin rolled his eyes. "Don't be such a bitch." 

Colton groaned. "At least you guys aren't naked. Now that would be a sight." 

"Shut up you two." Ryan said with a smirk. The three boys were now trying to contain their laughter as Ryan continued to talk. "At least we're all being civil with each other now. Some more than others..." He raised an eyebrow at Peyton, who was still sitting on top of Justin. "But that's not the point. We have to go, now." 

Justin struggled into a sitting position. Peyton wrapped her arms around his torso, hiding her face in his chest as she did so. He rubbed her back comfortingly before addressing Ryan again. 

"Why do we have to leave? Are you guys even fit to walk?" 

"Yes," Colton said impatiently. "If I'm being robbed at the moment, then yes, I think I'm fit to walk. More or less--I'm ready to kill whoever the fuck is going through my stuff." 


O-M-G I literally almost cried my eyes out when I wrote this cause it's like the angels came down from heaven and bestowed everybody with happiness--or something like that. Anyways omg alskjflaksjf;asjkdfsf I can't even because I love this chapter with my life. Enjoy the Jeyton or whatever you wanna call my beautiful babies...♥

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