AN: Okay, so it's been forever since I wrote something, or seems like it, and I decided to write this. Right now, I'm like, in a Justin Bieber funk, so I decided to write about him. I don't expect anything out of it, I just needed to start writing again. And this is just the Prologue, so it's short.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pattie, Justin, or Dylan. I just own the girl, and this plot.
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Pattie Bieber blinked her eyes, the road in front of her suddenly seeming longer. Her and her two sons were on their way back home, and it was very late at night, so late that her sons were asleep in the backseat. She yawned, momentarily, and had to cover her mouth. She shook her head, and focused back on the road, and her eyes widened, and she jerked on the steering wheel, and pressed on the brake, making the car come to a screeching halt. She breathed deeply for a few seconds, as her sons stirred in the backseat, asking what was the matter and asking where they were. Pattie ignored them, as she quickly unbuckled her seat belt -"Did we hit a deer?" one of her sons asked- and got out of the car.
"Um, excuse me," she called, "Are you okay?"
A girl turned around, and in the car's headlights, you could clearly see that she had been crying. Pattie covered her mouth, as she noticed the torn and ragged clothes, and the dried blood on the girls arms and legs.
"Oh dear," Pattie whispered, stepping forward, "Are you okay?"
The girl shook as she answered, "N-no."
Pattie's realized this girl was scared and probably very tired, "What are you doing out here? Shouldn't you be at home?"
"...I don't know where that is..."
Pattie gave her a quizzical look, as the car door opened, and a boy stepped out of the car.
"What's the matter?" he asked, seeing the girl.
"You don't know where you live?" Pattie confirmed.
The girl slowly nodded her head.
"Do you know where you are?"
The girl shook her head and tears started pouring down her face.
Pattie bit her lip, "Justin, get back in the car."
"But-"
"Get in the car."
He complied and got back in, as Pattie stepped closer to the girl, "What happened to you?"
The girl burst out crying, and covered her face with her hands.
Pattie walked up to her, and put an arm around her and steered her in the direction of the car. She opened the door and helped the girl into the front seat. Then she got in the car, and started it up. Pattie breathed heavily, and started on her way home.
"Mom what's the matter?" a little voice asked.
"Sh, Dylan," a voice told him.
The girl shook in the front seat, as she stared at the hands in her lap.
"Do you know your name?" Pattie asked.
The girl shook her head.
"So you don't know your name, or where you live, or where you are... What happened with your clothes?"
The girl's body shook, and Pattie patted her shoulder.
"It's okay. We're going to get you home, and get you cleaned up."
The girl's head snapped up, and she looked at Pattie with teary pleading eyes. Pattie looked confusedly back at her, "I meant take a shower..."
The girl sighed, and rested back against the seat.
Pattie bit her lip, as she started putting the pieces together.
"You'll be safe with us," Pattie smiled at the girl, who looked up and Pattie could see some relief among the hopelessness and despair in her eyes.
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AN: The first chapter should be up tomorrow. I hope you enjoyed, please review. And you know, add to your story alerts if you want. It would make my day. :)