Chapter 4 03/08/2011 00:26:00
POV Justin
Do I really love her? No, it can't be… I don't love her… well… I do. But in a sisterly way? No, I have to talk to her… Justin gets in his car when it's raining and realizes that Tahnee has left her house keys inside, so he decides to drive to her house to give back her keys.
POV Tahnee
I thought he was different, I thought he wasn't some teenage super jerk. I actually thought I was falling for him… guess I was wrong. She arrives at her house, but then she realizes she left her keys in the front seat of Justin's car and she sits on the sidewalk in the pouring rain regretting everything she did with Justin.
POV Justin
Justin stops the car two blocks away from Tahnee's house and walks the rest of the way with her keys. He sees her crying on the sidewalk in the rain and sits next to her.
"Um… here are your keys… you left them in the front seat," I gave her the keys, "Thanks," she said with a dead tone, "You know tomorrow is my last day in Ohio, so I'd really like to see you at my concert at Ohio Stadium," I gave her my spare backstage pass, "I'll wait for you in the car park behind the my tour bus," I paused, "I hope to see you there," then I got up and walked back to my car, got in and drove back to my hotel.
I hope she comes…
POV Tahnee
She picks up the backstage pass and tosses it in the bin. She walk up to the front door unlocks it and walks up to her room, she takes a hot shower then goes to bed. I don't want to see Justin, not even at his concert. He lied to me, he rather choose career over love. But you know what really gets me, the fact he didn't even apologize for what he did. She goes to bed and sleeps.
The next day…
POV Tahnee
She wakes up with a headache and doesn't want to go to school so she stays at home doing homework. Then her friends call her.
"Hey Tahnee"
"Hey guys"
"Are you going to Justin Bieber's concert?"
"No, sorry. I'm not going, I'm a bit tired today"
"But we have backstage passes!"
"No, it's okay. I'm gonna stay home"
"Well if you say so, but the concert is going to be live on tv, channel 3"
"Okay sure, I'll watch it later"
"Okay bye!"
She puts down the phone and starts to do homework.
I'm trying to do homework but all I can think about was him. Tahnee don't think about him, he's a jerk. I couldn't concentrate enough to do my homework. Maybe I should watch the live concert. I switched the tv on and turned to channel 3. Ugh, it's the opening act.
POV Justin
Justin waits for her in the car park behind his tour bus. Where is she? I hope she's coming. I need to talk to her. Where is she? Justin looks at his watch. Where is she? He stands there waiting for her over 20 minutes.
"HEY JUSTIN!" it was Scooter, "Come on, you're about to go on in ten minutes. Everyone is looking for you!" he shouted, "But I'm waiting for someone she's –" I hesitated, "COME ON JUSTIN, WE DON'T HAVE TIME NOW," he shouted, "Okay..." I felt disappointed and walked away. I stood below the stage, I could hear the loud screams of girls as I opened the concert with "Love Me," as I closed the song, I started to sing "One Less Lonely Girl," I shouted into the crowd, "Since my One Less Lonely Girl isn't here tonight, who wants to be my One Less Lonely Girl," I was a sad that Tahnee didn't come, but that couldn't stop me from doing my concert. Then this girl came up on stage and my dancers sat her on the stool in the middle of the stage. I gave her flowers and a kiss on the cheek, she held my hand so tight I could barely move it after that number.
POV Tahnee
Tahnee sees the kiss on television and turns it off.
I can't take this anymore, I can't handle it.
She gets a metal ruler and hesitates before she starts cutting herself. She sits in the corner of her room cutting herself. She starts to cry and passes out.
POV Justin
Justin's concert has just ended, he heads to the tour bus before going to the airport to fly to France for his next concert. I need to see her again, I need to talk her.
"WAIT! STOP THE BUS," I shouted, "What is it?," Scooter said, "We're on a schedule here!," "I know, I just need to see this girl," I admitted, "Alright, what's the address," Scooter hesitated, I gave the driver Tahnee's address. We took a half and hour ride to her house. As I walked up to her front door, I knocked several times, but nobody answered. So I was a little bit worried and went upstairs to her room. "OH MY GOD, TAHNEE!" I found her unconscious in the corner of her bedroom with a metal ruler in one hand, "Tahnee? Tahnee, wake up. Tahnee please wake up!" I came down on my knees and started to cry. I called an ambulance and they came up to the room and brought her into the ambulance and they drove us to the nearest hospital.
It's going to be okay Tahnee…