Before I Die

After losing both of her parents and walking straight into a life of bullying, Allison one day collapses on the sidewalk in the cold winter snow.
When she wakes up at the hospital, she wakes up to a smiling face. But what she didn't know was that the unknown boy was the famous Justin Bieber.
She'd promised herself to never trust anyone but Samantha (her best friend) but will Justin change everything? And what happens when she finds out the truth and gets dragged straight into the spotlight?


4. The Truth

Allison's POV

When we walked inside I couldn't stop pinching myself. It was unbelievable. I took off my hat, coat and shoes before I started walking around. Studying every single corner from the floor to the ceiling. His house was so pretty, modern and just like I would furnish it.

"Wow..." I couldn't finish my sentence because I was speechless. "This is incredible." I looked at Justin who now was standing in the kitchen making us some hot chocolate. He turned around and saw me just standing there. "You can wait in the living room if you want. I'll be right there."

The living room was even more beautiful. It had one big window and on the other side there are two light brown armchairs with a little table in the middle.

On the other side there was a television and a couch with a table in front of it. The table was made of glass and the couch was beige. Then there are many cute pillows on it. I decided to sit down on the armchair and just looked up at the ceiling thinking about every single word Tabitha, Alexandra, Nellie, Belle, Jake, Jacob, Larry and Pat have ever said to me. And the worst part is that I know they're right. I am hopeless, fat, stupid, dumb and I'm not really sure about why I exist. Well actually I do. The only reason I exist is because of all my failed suicide attempts. I've tried to drink bleach, take an overdose and strangle myself but nothing worked.

I was popped out from my thoughts when I saw Justin coming in with two cups. You could see the cream from a far distance.

"How are you feeling?" He smiled at me while turning on a little light next to my chair. Quickly he planted a little kiss on my head before getting a blanket from the couch and wrapped me in it. The brunette boy made himself comfortable before looking my way.

"Now... Please tell me." He sounded like he was begging. Like a puppy in the rain begging for a roof over his head.

I took a sip of the warm drink before gently putting it down on the table and grabbing a teddy bear that’d fallen behind the chair. Then I began to talk.

"It all started when I was eight years. I was good in school, had many friends, happy family and over all a great life." I took a little break to remember that perfect time. "Then, one week before my birthday my dad abandoned us for another woman. He told us that she was the only one for him and that he didn't want us to live in a lie. So he packed his things and left. First we thought it was a prank and that he was planning a big surprise for my birthday, but after not seeing or hearing from him in two months we knew that he were serious. My mother got severe depression. She was placed in a hospital but it didn't take long before the doctors found out that the stress was literally killing her. So she died one month afterwards.

I was devastated but I knew I had to stay strong, keep smiling and move on if I wanted to survive in this world. So I didn't take any time off school. But then a rumor started, saying that my mother was insane and that I was too stupid for my father so he left. Everyone started blaming me for my father’s choice and my mother's death. And they're right. I was a very annoying kid and maybe if I were with my parents much more that wouldn't have happened.

Anyway, I had to live with my aunt since then. The only problem was that she never liked me, so she let her abusive husband take out his anger on me. I was beaten up daily at home and at school for six years. It stopped when I moved away the same day I turned fifteen and reported them for child abuse. I got to move in with Samantha and we've been best friends ever since. But just because the beating stopped at home didn't mean that it ended at school. Every other day they 'punish' me for my failed life and the fact that I turned my own family members in. Now Samantha is all I got left, but my biggest fear is that she'll get enough of me and throw me out.

Right, and when I said that I don't want to go back today was because Samantha told me the scariest thing ever when you were out getting us some coffee. The same day I passed out they'd had a knife with them and they planned to stab me so I would always remember that I'm a failure. A mistake meant to be dead. They wanted to scar me for life, even though I've already had several suicide attempts. So now I just want to hide – hide from the world. Hide from them." After telling all that I just sat still staring at the floor. But in the corner of my eye I could see how shocked Justin was. When I continued the story in my head I couldn't stop myself from crying. The tears just escaped from my eyes. "I have nothing left to live for. No purpose. My life has no meaning." That was all I could say between my sobs. I could see a silhouette coming towards me. Justin sat down in the same armchair as I and held his body against mine.

"Shh, everything's going to be alright, okay? Trust me sweetheart." He whispered calmly in my ear but I just kept crying. When did it all go wrong? What did I do to make dad leave us and why weren't I there when my mother needed me the most? I ruined my own life, I deserve to be punished. "And your life has a meaning. I care and I'll try to help in every way that I can. You're the strongest person I've ever met and I'm so proud of you." Justin kept saying all this wonderful things. They couldn't be true. I'm not worth anything; I'm trash to this world. Where does he get all that from? But in the other hand it sounded so safe, so nice. No one except from Sam had ever been so kind to me after my parents went away.


Justin's POV 

After she finished talking I was sure I heard wrong. How could the world be so cruel to such a sweet girl as Allison? She deserves happiness not pain. And it was definitely not her fault what happened with her parents. I just wanted to hug her, but it was impossible to make eye contact when she was looking at the floor while holding tight to the teddy bear she picked up before she started talking.

Then I saw that she started to cry, saying that she's worthless, has no purpose. I couldn't just sit still anymore when she was falling apart. I had to catch her. Slowly I walked over to her, sat down and pulled her against me. Allison held on tight and I just wanted to keep her there forever. Safe and sound. Right now I made a promise – I would do whatever it takes to protect her from any more pain to come. I promised myself that I would teach her how to fly.


A/N: Sorry for a late update. It've been alot to do at home these couple of days - I'm heading going away from sunday to monday (driving tomorrow) so I will probably update on tuesday :) Review/favorite/like/comment and please tell me my grammar mistakes. Thankyou :3

x Koshuki

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