Me: No! Justin!
I pressed harder on the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. His breathing hitched as he slowly rested his hand on my cheek.
His face grew pale as his eyes began to close.
Me: Stay with me, Justin. Stay with me!
His eyes closed, his hand dropping from my face.
Me: No! No! Don't leave me, Justin! Please!
His breathing came to a stop along with his heartbeat. A sob escaped my lips as tears rapidly ran down my face.
Me: No! No!
I held his lifeless body in my arms, running my fingers through his soft, brown hair. He's gone. My future husband's gone. Sirens filled my ears as I continued to cry uncontrollably. I have never cried this much in my life. He meant so much to me. We were gonna get married and have a family together. But now, everything is ruined. His Believe tour won't even start. We won't get married. We won't raise our daughter together.
I was taken out of my thoughts when I heard footsteps coming my way.
Pattie. I looked up at her, tears in my eyes. Her eyes landed on Justin, tears forming in her eyes.
Pattie: My baby!
She ran towards me, taking Justin's head in her hands.
Me: He...he's gone, Pattie.
She looked up at me. My lip quivered, more tears falling from my eyes.
Me: And he's never coming back.
She was balling now, resting her head on my shoulder.
Pattie: My baby. My poor baby.
I heard a car pull up. I looked up, seeing Alfredo and Scooter running towards USA.
Scooter: What happened?
Me: He was shot. He's never coming back.
I swear I saw tears line up in his eyes. He rapidly blinked, taking a deep breath.
Scoot: I'll cancel the tour. Dawn, it'll be your job to...tell the whole world on Twitter.
I nodded. Police officers walked towards us. Pattie got up, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Officer 1: Ma'am, I need you to step away from the body.
Ignoring him, I looked down at Justin, caressing his soft hair as tears welled up in my eyes.
Officer 2: Ma'am...
I leaned down and kissed his soft lips. I wish he kissed back. I slowly pulled away, caressing his cheek with my thumb. I let go of his body, lying it down on the ground. I got up and put my hood over my head, fleeing the scene. If only I made it in time, he'd still be alive. He'd be on his way to Arizona to start off his tour. He would be performing for his millions of fans. But because of me, his tour was cancelled and I'm the one who had to tell the whole world the devastating news.
I took my phone out of my pocket and went on Twitter. I took a deep breath before typing in the words that would forever sting my heart.
dawn_official: I hate to tell all of you this. It pains me to the core. I'll never fall in love again because of this. #RIP @justinbieber I love you...
I bit my lip, shoving my phone into ,y pocket. I continues to walk, not caring where my feet would lead me. This is all my fault. If I just ran in front of him, he would still be here. He would be living his life. But no. He's gone and I can't get him back.
I was removed from my thoughts when flashed blinded my eyes.
"Dawn, is it true that Justin Bieber's dead?"
"Are you pregnant with his child?"
"Is it true he took his life to save you?"
I pushed past them, trying to continue my walk.
"If the bastard really loved you, he never would have killed himself."
I went off. I grabbed a camera and threw it over their head, it smashing to pieces.
Me: What the hell is wrong with you people?! Justin was trying to keep a good reputation not only for him, but for our relationship! You all had to put aside everything else and bash him like there's no tomorrow! If you were real human beings, you would leave him alone and let him have all the privacy he needed! You don't give a shit about anyone except yourselves! You're in it for the money! Get a real fucking job and stop wasting your lives on celebrities! If Justin was still alive, he would kick all your asses! Leave every celebrity alone and go on with your lives! Stop wasting your time and money on trying to make someone miserable!
With that, I ran off, tears streaming down my face. After what felt like an hour, I couldn't runs anymore. I stopped at the beach, looking out into the ocean. I collapsed to the ground, my hands on my stomach.
Me: What am I gonna do now?
I looked down at my stomach.
Me: You're the only one I have left.
Tears filled my eyes, resulting in me falling onto the sand.
Me: Justin, please come back. I need you.
A sob escaped my lips as I pulled at my hair.
?: Baby, don't cry.
I turned around, finding him standing their. A light shined off of him as he stood there in all white. It's his spirit. I got up and wiped the tears from my eyes.
Me: Please come back, Justin. Please.
He walked towards me, cupping my cheeks in his hands.
Justin: Wake up.
I furrowed my eyebrows.
Justin: Just close your eyes and open them.
I did as he said, closing my eyes.
I shot up out of bed, looking beside me. Still no Justin. I sighed, walking out of my room. I walked into Faith's room, noticing she was asleep. I sighed, lying down beside her. I kissed her forehead, moving her hair out of her face. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing her light brown orbs. She has the same eyes as him.
Faith: Mommy, what's wrong?
Me: Nothing, sweetie. Go back to sleep.
She sat up in bed, looking at me.
Faith: Mommy, how come you cry every night?
MW: Because I miss your father.
Faith: When will I meet him?
Me: Soon, sweetie. Now go back to sleep. You have school in the morning.
She nodded, lying back down. I tucked her in, kissing her forehead.
Faith: Don't cry, mommy. I don't like it when you cry.
Me: It's hard to.
I kissed her forehead again as she closed her eyes. I got off the bed, walking out of her room. I hate lying to her, but I don't have a choice. She's only five. She won't understand until she's ten. It's been fiver years since he died...and he's never coming back.