Confusion (Sequel to I Wish...)

Chapter 61

(Justin's pov)
-5am-
"Justin, hey, she's ok."
Chaz had just calmed down Becca.
"I can't do this anymore."
I sighed and grabbed his phone. I tapped on the doctor's phone number then put the phone against my ear. I don't know about them, but I can't stand to see Becca so scared anymore.
"Hello."
A female voice answered.
"Hey, I'm with Becca Greene. She was in the hospital a couple days ago. She's been really paranoid lately, and she can't sleep. Is there anything we can give her to help?"
I need to help Becca. I need to.
"You mean, like, sleeping pills?"
The doctor must be crazy if she thinks that's a fucking good idea.
"No. I mean, like, something to make her worry less."
There has to be something for anxiety. People have medicine for depression, so why not this?
"We can try something, but it might make Becca feel sick."
The doctor said.
"Let's try it. Can you make it a prescription so I can pick it up?"
I'd do anything to help Becca. Anything.
"Yea, it should be in within the next couple hours."
She told me and I thanked her, conversation done.
"It should be in sometime around 7am."
I don't have to explain to them, because they probably heard the whole conversation.
"Justin, I'm sorry."
Becca was in tears, and it broke me down a little.
"Hey, Becca you didn't do anything wrong, baby."
I hugged her safely in my arms. I gave Ryan and Chaz an appreciated smile as they left the room.
"This is not your fault, baby. No matter what you say, it's not your fault."
I stroked her soft hair as she slowly stopped crying.
"But I'm scaring you."
Becca mumbled and sniffled.
"True, but I don't mind that. I care more about if you're ok."
I'm putting Becca before myself. She deserves it.
"Let's watch some tv."
I cuddled her up as we sat against the headboard.
"I love you."
I whispered in her neck, making her smile.
"I love you too."
She smiled at me.
-7am-
All four of us went out to pick up Becca's medicine and catch some breakfast.
Ryan and Chaz insisted on getting the medicine themselves, because people might crowd us.
"How does IHOP sound?"
I asked Becca.
"That sounds good."
She nodded with a cute smile.
"You might wanna take this too."
I handed her her old prescription.
"Ok."
She opened the bottle and took a pill.
"After we eat, I've gotta plane back to Georgia."
I have a show to makeup there.
"Ok."
Becca nodded as Ryan and Chaz entered the bus.
"Here you go."
Chaz handed a paper bag to Becca, and she took out the orange bottle of pills.
"The doctor said you might feel sick."
I warned Becca.
"Who cares."
Becca smiled playfully before taking a pill.
"Well, I care, baby."
I smirked a little.
"Aww."
She hugged me, wincing a little bit.
"Let's get going."
I took her hand and led her into IHOP. We were seated quickly in the corner, where it's more isolated. I ordered a waffle, and Becca got chocolate pancakes.
After we finished eating, we went back in the bus and made our way to the airport.
"Justin, can you play puppy again?"
Her eyes were innocent and playful.
"Oh, alright."
I gave my puppy eyes and barked.
"Yay!"
Becca giggled and threw her arms around me. I sniffed her hair and stuck my tongue out.
"Baby, you're so cute!"
She smiled and ruffled my hair.
"Woof!"
I barked and kissed her cheek.
"We're here."
Ryan called, so we got out and into the private jet.
Becca grew quiet and rested her head on my shoulder.
"Ugh, I'm so tired."
She mumbled into my shirt.
"I know, baby."
I pulled her closer as the plane took off. Becca moaned a little and held her stomach.
"Becca, do you feel bad?"
I put my hand on her shoulder. She nodded so I led her to the bathroom. She hovered over the toilet and threw up while I held her hair back. I caressed her back and let her finish. When she did, I wet a paper towel and filled a cup with water.
"Here, drink this, baby."
I gave her the water and she rinsed her mouth.
"Are you ok, beautiful?"
I wiped her lips and fixed her hair.
"Yea."
Her voice was hoarse and pained.
"I told you you'd feel bad."
I led her back to our seat.
"I don't feel that bad."
Becca rested tiredly on my lap.
"Sure."
There was sarcasm in my voice. It's so obvious she feels bad.
"Does this mean I can go to sleep now?"
She asked hopefully.
"Yea."
I hope she can, at least without panicking. Becca closed her eyes and snuggled in my lap. I gave her my hoodie to keep her warm. I really hope this medicine works, because I really need Becca to get better.
-3pm-
Our plane just landed, and Becca's still sleeping. I will not wake her up. She hasn't fully slept in days and she deserves to sleep. I carried her the whole way to our hotel room. Ryan and Chaz shared a room, as usual. My show doesn't start until 6pm.
In the meantime, I joined Becca in bed.
-4pm-
I woke with no Becca beside me. I heard the shower running, which calmed my heart down. I hate it when I get so worried for nothing. When the shower stopped, I heard crying. Oh no.
"Becca, can I come in?"
I can't stand to have her cry alone.
"I just got out of the shower."
Her voice cracked. Dammit, that's not good.
"Becca, can I come in?"
I asked seriously.
"...Ok."
And with that, I walked in the steamy bathroom. Becca was wrapped in a towel, but her eyes were red and teary.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
I pulled her close and saw a tear slip down her cheek.
"Nothing. I swear, Justin."
She sniffled and walked out.
"Becca, you're crying for some reason. Why?"
I followed her out.
"...I wish everything wasn't so hard for me. Why can't I be normal?"
Becca continued to cry.
"You are normal, ba-"
"No, I'm not. Stop trying to make things better. You're lying."
She stepped away when I tried to comfort her.
"I'm not lying, Becca."
I walked to her and reached for a hug.
"Then why is everyone trying to hurt me?!"
She pushed me away, causing her to wince and whimper. She held her broken wrist.
"Be careful, Becca. Come here."
I held her and sat her on the cream-colored carpet. Becca cried in my chest and whimpered.
"I'm sorry, Justin."
She started to calm down.
"Don't be. You're gonna be ok, princess..."
I kissed her temple.
"...Nobody's gonna hurt you, bae. I promise you'll be ok. We're gonna put an end to all this."
I helped her up and handed her a change of clothes.
Max, Selena, and Chantel will not get away. Not again.
"No one will believe us if we call the cops."
I thought out loud. If I call the cops on them, I'll have no evidence.
"He has drugs in his apartment."
Becca reasoned.
"Illegal drugs?"
I may be wrong about the evidence. Becca nodded and sniffled.
"What about Selena?"
I can't think of any evidence for her.
"We can put drugs in her tour bus?"
Becca suggested.
"You're good, baby."
That's a really good idea. Chantel isn't a big deal. She's harmless when no one's there to help her.
"We'll get them arrested; then you don't have to worry anymore."
I pulled Becca close and kissed her cheek. She smiled and sat on the bed.
"Wanna catch dinner before my show starts?"
I caressed her right hand.
"Mhm."
She nodded gloomily.
"Ok, let's go ask Ryan and Chaz.
I put an arm around her then walked out.
(A/N: Second day of school, and I'm a mess😔 Next post on Thursday😋)

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