Those Three Little Words: Chapter 29.

Well hello there(: how have you been!? I heard about Justin's birthday and it's pretty heart breaking... how he said that he didn't want this life anymore... It honestly killed me inside and I felt really bad, but he said everything's better, so that's good! Here's the next chapter and expect another Tuesday or sooo:

*JUSTIN'S P.O.V.*

I looked at her and, again, the blood from my face completely drained and I had no feeling in my body. I couldn't even reply to her. Those words coming from her mouth hurt me so much.

YN: Excuse me? Mister? Do I know you?

I looked down at her. I was at the side of her when my mom walked in. I turned around and she looked me in the eyes.

PM: Justin, i'm so sorry. She has traumatic amnesia. She doesn't remember you, or anyone else. The doctor said that he doesn't know how long it will last. It may never go away.

My mom hugged my and I put her arms around her. I had no idea how to feel about this. I didn't want it to be real.

YN: Is anybody going to answer me? Or what?

My mom let go of me and walked to her bedside. I stood with my head down, trying to hide how much pain I felt.

PM: I'm Pattie honey, this is Justin, and the lady in the hall crying, that's your mom. Justin is your boyfriend and you guys just got into a car accident. That's why you don't remember anything. You have amnesia.

She looked at my mom really confused.

YN: He's not my boyfriend. I don't know who he is. You can't just walk in here and tell me that. That's not my mom. Who are you people? Why can't you just stop doing this?

Those words stung so much. I felt empty inside, like I had no reason to live. I walked out of the room and slammed the door. I walked over to her mom and tried to calm her down.

YM: Justin, she doesn't remember us, the most important people in her life.

I sat there and held her in my arms. I didn't let go until a doctor came to us and started speaking.

DOC: Mrs. (YLN)? Mr. Bieber?

JB: Yes?

DOC: (YN), the bad news is that she has a sever case of amnesia. But the good news is that she has a 95% chance of getting her memory back. All you have to do to help is to try to trigger her memory with the important things you've done. If you can do that, you can have your girlfriend and your daughter back soon. But here's this, we recovered it from the accident.

He handed me her ring and I felt a tiny bit of relief. My mom came out of her room and I could tell that she had no luck with doing anything. I decided to give it a try one more time. I walked into her room and she looked at me again.

YN: You again? Are you here to tell me that you're my boyfriend too? Because it's not working.

JB: I-I would love to sit here and tell you that I'm your boyfriend, because I know the truth. But I know that you won't believe me.

I sat down on the bed and she sat up.

YN: Then why are you here?

*YOUR P.O.V.*

This random guy's mom kept telling me that he was my boyfriend. I had no idea who these people were and I didn't believe a word that they said. It was a bunch of crap if you ask me. He sat down on the bed next to me and I pushed myself to sit up with my arms.

JB: I'm here because I want to get your memory back.

YN: I'm not-

JB: Just listen. I have a lot to tell you.

I got quiet and sat back and folded her arms. He pulled something out of the pocket on his nightgown. It was a ring, it was so amazingly beautiful!

JB: This ring right here, see it?

YN: Yeah what about it?

JB: I bought you this ring a week ago and I gave it to you at our anniversary dinner tonight. You were so happy and we even talked about marriage. We had a great dinner, and I brought you out to our cabin and you thought it was gorgeous. The living room was covered in rose petals, and we had lobster, I sang to you and everything. You loved it all. Am I helping? Do you remember anything I'm saying?

I had no idea what this guy was talking about! It all sounded so amazing.

YN: I'm sorry.

He looked down at the ring and played with it in his hands.

JB: Put this on your finger. I had this sized to match yours exactly. If it doesn't fit, you can kick me out of your room and I'll promise to never bug you again.

That was a huge promise, so I had to try on the ring. I grabbed the ring and put it on my finger. It fit perfectly like it was made for me, maybe he wasn't kidding I thought. This Justin Bieber guy explained more about himself and he claimed that he was famous. We sat in that hospital room for hours while he told me about everything that we've done. Everything he said was fascinating! I actually though that he was pretty cute. After all of his stories, we sat there in silence, I had nothing to say or do. I couldn't remember anything he said.

YN: So Justin Bieber, you're famous?

JB: Yeah, I sing. I started out when I was younger and I just got done with my tour, that's about the time you came to live with me.

YN: Can you sing for me?

JB: Yeah uh, one second.

He cleared his throat and I waited patiently for him to begin.

JB: When you say that you love her, and you really on't everything that used to matter it don't matter no more. like my money or the cars, you can have it all...

He sang the rest of the song to me. His voice was so melodic! But I still had absolutely no memory of him. He seemed like such a great, loving guy, but not my boyfriend. I didn't want to hurt him anymore by telling him that I didn't remember, but I had to.

JB: Anything?

YN: Nope, I feel like I know you but I just can't put the pieces back together. Your a really great guy, but there's nothing.

We sat there for the next few hours and he tried using everything to trigger my memory. But I wasn't falling for it. I didn't even feel like I knew these people; the only thing I knew was that I had the most famous person in the world sitting in my room all night entertaining me with stories and things that happened to "me". I found out a lot about him too, he's really famous and he's loved by girls around the whole world. And even though they love him dearly, he loves me. But I just didn't fell a thing between us...

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