Trapped | [j.b] *ON-GOING*

Ch. 17: Bad First Date Part 2

Justin's POV

"Justin..." A feminine voice called my name. Her voice echoed in the darkness; my name repeatedly leaving her lips.

"Justin... babyboy." She said, "Oh, how I've missed you."

It was my mother.

In the depths of the darkness, my mother was there, calling my name. My eyes slowly fluttered open, my body swaying in the water as I stared at the woman I fell in love with.

It's all my fault...

"No it's not," my mother whispered in my ear. "It's not your fault."

She's dying because of me...

In that moment, I wanted to die. I wanted to die for being such a horrible person. I wanted to apologize for all the hearts I broke, all the damage I caused because I was still angry. I was angry with god for taking my mother away from me.

Why? Why'd she have to die to some drunk driver? If anything I would want her to pass away peacefully after many years; I'd be married to the love of my live and she'd be cooking meals for my children on Sundays. Why couldn't it just be that way instead?

"You have to save her, Justin," her voice said urgently. "You both will die and I can't let my babyboy mess up the one good thing in his life, so please... for me, son." she pleaded.

My eyes opened wide along with my heart racing and my body panicking to get out. I must have passed out from a lack of oxygen. My eyes squinted as bright light blinded my them. "Their still trapped in the car!" A voice yelled faintly above the surface.

Elle's body still remained still as I stared at it. Pushing the hair away from her face as her eyes lay closed.

I'm sorry.

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There was pressure applied to my chest, not only a few moments later and I was coughing up the water that was trapped in my lungs. The air rushed into my body and I sat up quickly regaining my surroundings. My eyes fell on many unfamiliar faces, but when I saw an ambulance and the police, I knew me and Elle had been saved.

"Are you okay, sir?" A police officer stood tall behind what I assumed to be a doctor.

I didn't respond as I was still in shock. Where was she?

"Sir... can you tell use your name?" My eyes met his and I spoke hoarsely.

"Justin Bieber... now where is she?" I asked, getting irritated that I couldn't find her.

His face fell and he kneeled down beside me as well as the doctor lightly touching my forehead. I flinched, feeling a stinging pain. Soon a drop of blood fell from my forehead.

"You need to go to the hospital to receive stitches, this instant, Mr. Bieber." he informed.

"Elle Starr? That's who you're speaking of?" The policeman asked.

"Yes..." I answered trying my best to compose myself from snapping and searching the area myself.

I shoved the doctor away and stood up onto my own two feet.

"She's was sent to the hospital on an ambulance, once she was removed from the vehicle."

"Okay... so why am I here and not there with her?" I placed my hand on my head feeling an aching sensation. My head hurt so bad and my legs were shaking.

"She had to be sent immediately." he pulled out a pad and a pen. "She wasn't as fortunate as you but she will be fine." I felt my vision become blurry as he spoke. More blood seeped from my wound and I could see it dripped repeatedly onto the ground as I stared at the man's shoe.