Fall » Justin Bieber

❝ You can't fly unless you let yourself fall ❞

The shrieking pitch of the front doorbell, bursts through his ear drums. He ran over to the front door, behind his mom; as she opened the door quickily.

"Just wanted to stop by and say hi," A woman said, her sweet smooth voice was distinctly an American voice. "I'm Cristina and this is Angel, we're your new neighbors," She pushed the little girl forward, who stared shyly down at the floor.

"Oh hi," mom says enthusiastically and offered her hand. "Nice to meet you!"

The girl was wearing a sundress. Its light skirt flowed out above her knees showing off her toned legs. Her hair was the color of wheat that glistens in the field, and was braided into two tiny ropes on each side of her head. Her jade colored eyes, they shone like diamonds. She is the sweetest girl he ever knew and she is so pretty. She is just like her name implies, angelic.

'Hi,' she says, a smile accompaning her words 'hi'; the smile that he adores the most. That smile.

"Justin?" The familiar voice calls out, breaking him out of his daydreams. "Oh, there you are!" She exclaimed cheerfully, as she approached him and sat carefully down next to him on the rooftop's ledge, her legs dangling over the side.

"Hey," he said almost hesitantly to the girl who came by like an angel, into his life.

Angel and Justin, have been best friend since that day. They were almost the same age (she's two years younger than him); they share same interests and opinions.

"Why are you sitting on the roof?" She asked, her voice soft and inquisitive. He adored her voice. He could listen to it all day. They sat there in a moment of silence, gazing at the setting sun, as the wind ruffled their hair. Justin cracked a smile and slid to the edge of the roof, his feet dangling off the side and gently hitting against the bricks beneath them. "It's nice out here," he said looking around at the scenery.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" he spoke quietly without looking at her. "Yes, it is," she mumbled as they kept staring at the setting sun.

By the time the sun was setting, the sky was painted with an array of pink, orange and yellow, the clouds faded and the pale glow of the moon was beginning to show. The crisp air surrounds them as they gaze at the fiery colors of the setting sun melt into a moonlit, star studded canvas.

After a few passing moments, he regained his composure. He could feel her green eyes, staring up at him. Justin averted his own brown eyes from the view at her.

"How is Alex?" he asks her, referring to her boyfriend, Alex Reed. She looked away hiding her eyes from him. "Um he's fine," she said smiling, but a smile he knew was a fake one; the smile hadn't reached her eyes. It breaks his heart every time to see her like this. Every time Alex does wrong, he's the shoulder she is crying on. He don't think he can stay sitting around while she is hurting anymore.

For the next few minutes, they didn't interact or merely said anything. Instead they sat there in silence, with the cold February wind kissing their faces, welcoming them for an enchanting experience.

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Alex was furious; she could see it in his eyes. His usually sparkling blue eyes are now dark and scary like clashing ocean waves with anger. He didn't want to talk, he wouldn't and she didn't know what to ask.

"You're a real bastard Alex," She stopped. She could see his eyes get darker.

"Angel, I can explain." He spoke the infamous four words that she never wanted to hear. He sighed taking her hand in his; but she pushed them away.

"You don't have to," She swallowed hard biting her lower lip, trying to control the resonating pain in her heart.

"Angel, you've misunderstood me," he stressed."It's all a big mistake, I can explain,"

"Sure it was! Everything is a mistake to you." she said in a powerful tone. "I may have been a mistake to you," she muttered, not meeting his eyes, "but you weren't a mistake to me." she bit her lips again, swallowing hard. "I'm tired of trying to be what you want me to be," She turned to face him, her eyes were filled with the tears that he caused.

"Well you know what even I'm tired of all this fighting," He ran his hands through his caramel colored hair in frustration, "I'm putting a stop to this" he said quietly to his stunned girlfriend. "We're over." He said after a few seconds.

She felt as though the world had stopped moving. Her heart shattered into a million pieces and she could no longer breath. The world became a blur as tears formed in her eyes and silently, slowly falls down her cheeks. She made no sound as she stood there, like an empty shell.

"Alex-" Before she could finish her sentence, Alex stepped inside to his house, closing the door behind of him. He was gone. As much as it pained Angel to believe, Alex and she is truly over.

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Now this feelings seems to be growing inside him everyday. He knows he cannot contain it to himself anymore. He just have to tell her no matter what happens; he has to unload this feelings. He don't want to ruin their friendship but it's something he can't hold in any longer. His happiness has been stronger ever since he met Angel. She is the smile on his face. But, at the time he couldn't do anything but bite his tongue because she has a boyfriend. But now no more further thoughts he just have to let her know how he feels about her. After all, he has to let his feelings out one day or another. So, here it goes; today is the day.

"I have to tell her," he muttered out loud. Deep in thought, he didn't even blink when his phone started vibrating, agitated, against the inside of his back pocket. When the vibrations started again he picked it up, revealing several missed calls from Angel.

He immediately called Angel back, and she picked up within half a second. "Hello Angel?"

"I'm not Angel," A woman's voice said from the other end. "This is Dr. Helen White from Memorial Hospital, your friend Angel is in the hospital. She got in an accident," he froze at the words that hit his ears, "Can you get here right away?"

"I'll be there soon!" As he dropped his phone, he felt like his heart dropped along with it. He felt so lost and scared. His mouth felt dry. He couldn't speak. Tears started leaking out of his eyes. Sitting down on the couch, he ran a hand through his hair. He held his breath for a while. No, not Angel. She is so tiny and fragile. He couldn't imagine her small frame injured and damaged.

Justin got into the hospital in less than an hour.

A drunken driver hit her while she was walking outside the crosswalk. The driver did not see the signal telling him to stop and had only seen Angel at the last minute due to the heavy rain, before he hit her from behind.

The doctor said that Angel had undergone a surgery for her broken leg and a wound on her head. She wasn't in a very good condition because her blood pressure dropped low, but they were able to bring it back to normal. Other than that and a few more bruises, she was fine, or so, that was what he had assumed.

When he entered her room, he felt his knees shake. Angel was lying on the bed, totally knocked-out. She looked thinner and her skin almost had the same pale color of the sheets. Tears flooded at the brim of his eyes as he dragged his feet towards the bed. Justin sat on the chair beside her bed as he stared at her figure. There were bruises visible to his eye. A lot of them. There was a bandage wrapped around her forehead, and her leg was in a cast. Something twinkled on her right hand. She still wore the "J ring" that he had given her as his first pledge of love when she was twelve and he was fourteen. She didn't deserve to be lying in this damn hospital bed.

He held her hand. It felt a bit cold. It scared him to death. "An..Angel... Stay with me, okay?" he croaked.He wanted to hold her in his arms, hold her tight and make her feel how much he love her. But he couldn't. He was afraid to hold her in his arms because it might hurt her. He don't want to hurt her.

He just closed his eyes and prayed for Angel to get better, as he caressed her hand. After a few minutes, the device tracking Angel's heart beat rate, started beeping, and to increase rapidly.

Justin started crying as he held her hand, "Angel! Angel!" The docters and nurses rushed in and started messing around with the tubes and stuff in the hope of saving my Angel. Eventually one nurse pushed him softly and he saw that as the sign to leave.

"Will she be fine?" He called out, wiping his eyes. Justin sat on the bench outside the ICU. His head in his hands he sobbed. "Angel..." He muttered her name, it was all wrong. Everything that happened wasn't meant to happen.

After 20 minutes, a doctor came out. "Is she okay?" he asked frantically. "I'm sorry, we tried everything we could; but Angel...she didn't make it," The doctor comforts him by patting him on the shoulder.

"Can I see her?" he ask nervously tears whelming in his eyes. "Hmm yeah sure," The doctor replied.

Justin sat down on the bed next to her. He was busy trying to get a hold of his emotions but, "NO!" Justin screamed out, holding her in his arms. His body couldn't stop shaking, his world crumbling down around him. "No... no... no..." He cried out letting his emotions out.

"Angel, please come back..." he whispered, as he placed his palm against her cheek. "I love you. I love you so much. I don't know what I would do without you." She laid there unmoving with her eyes closed shut; she looked so peaceful, so angelic that he questioned himself what evilness has caused her this cruel fate.

I can't live without her anymore. She is my life.

Justin sobbed uselessly, and then with a trembling frozen hand, he drew the poison out of his back pocket. With that, hands shaking he took the bottle of poison, blinking back the tears he slowly uncorked it and brought it to his lips. Taking a deep breath he poured the viperous liquid down his throat, "If I can't be with you in life, I'll be with you forever in death,"

It felt so cold...not to mention painful as the devilish poison ran down his throat. He choked and mewed loudly, although his throat was as dry as it was. He fell onto his side, gasping for breath, pain shooting through his veins like wildfire, clouding his sight with a strange fog. His body felt weaker and weaker with each passing moment. The blood pounding in his head made it difficult for him to think. The only thing he could hear was his heart slowing down as the room began to grow black. Then everything became darker, and darker, until he lost his consciousness.

"I love you," was his last words before he disappeared from this world forever, fading away from existence; with her.

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He was in white satin and he had angel wings. He is surrounded by a pure color, something so pure it hurts to look. The color attracts him, luring him to come closer, to become a part of the life over there. However he feels empty. This place drained him of what seemed most important to him. Love. There was no feelings in this place, and even if there was it was only of what he had left. The feeling wasn't happiness as thought it would be, it was happiness but with something missing. Someone missing. That is exactly what he felt.

Then a girl came down with angel wings. She seemed so very happy, so full of life and pride. She is smiling down upon him, that smile he adored. Her angel wings were like a blanket of purity.

Reaching down with angel wings, he gently hold out his hands for her. She takes it and whispers in his ears "I love you too,"

He is definitely a true lover and she is definitely an angel.

Author's Note:

Hola!

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Stay beautiful.

Maddy.