30 Days
Chapter 46
(Justin Bieber’s POV – point of view)
“SOMEONE!!! CALL 911!” I shouted with a panicking voice as I held my hand underneath Rachel’s head. She wasn’t moving. She was just laying there with her eyes closed.
I sat at Rachel’s hospital bed while resting my head on the edge of it. She had been sleeping peacefully for the past 9 long hours. I was genuinely tired, but I wanted to be the first thing her eyes caught when she woke up. After all, this was undoubtedly my fault. I felt like I was drowning in guilt or something. I shouldn’t have dragged her into this. I was acting like there would be no consequences, when I came up with the idea. How anymore naive could I possibly be? I’ve been in the show business for a while, and I wasn’t even sure if I had fully gotten used to it yet. How dumb was it to think, that Rachel would get used to it immediately? This was Rachel’s first real time out in public after literally hiding with me for 11 months. I should have known that the paparazzi would go crazy for the first pictures of us. Any gossip magazine would pay a huge amount of money for it. But I guess that’s just how the world works for them. Their only way to earn money is by violating others privacy no matter how awful the consequences may be.
I looked at Rachel for a while. I had been holding her hand since the minute she got checked into the hospital. My eyes started to become a bit salty and watery, but I held it in. It was weird seeing her in this condition. She looked terrible. She had gotten a couple of bruises on her forehead by hitting the ground as she fainted. She also had a cracked lip and a wound on the left side of her nose. I raised my head from the bed and leaned over as I closed my eyes to kiss her lips softly. “Justin?” Rachel suddenly said with the most fragile voice as I pulled myself away. “Love?!” I answered immediately. “W-w-why is my head hurting?” Rachel asked while having her eyes half open. I didn’t answer at
(Justin Bieber’s POV – point of view)
“SOMEONE!!! CALL 911!” I shouted with a panicking voice as I held my hand underneath Rachel’s head. She wasn’t moving. She was just laying there with her eyes closed.
I sat at Rachel’s hospital bed while resting my head on the edge of it. She had been sleeping peacefully for the past 9 long hours. I was genuinely tired, but I wanted to be the first thing her eyes caught when she woke up. After all, this was undoubtedly my fault. I felt like I was drowning in guilt or something. I shouldn’t have dragged her into this. I was acting like there would be no consequences, when I came up with the idea. How anymore naive could I possibly be? I’ve been in the show business for a while, and I wasn’t even sure if I had fully gotten used to it yet. How dumb was it to think, that Rachel would get used to it immediately? This was Rachel’s first real time out in public after literally hiding with me for 11 months. I should have known that the paparazzi would go crazy for the first pictures of us. Any gossip magazine would pay a huge amount of money for it. But I guess that’s just how the world works for them. Their only way to earn money is by violating others privacy no matter how awful the consequences may be.
I looked at Rachel for a while. I had been holding her hand since the minute she got checked into the hospital. My eyes started to become a bit salty and watery, but I held it in. It was weird seeing her in this condition. She looked terrible. She had gotten a couple of bruises on her forehead by hitting the ground as she fainted. She also had a cracked lip and a wound on the left side of her nose. I raised my head from the bed and leaned over as I closed my eyes to kiss her lips softly. “Justin?” Rachel suddenly said with the most fragile voice as I pulled myself away. “Love?!” I answered immediately. “W-w-why is my head hurting?” Rachel asked while having her eyes half open. I didn’t answer at