A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 58: Her Again

Obedient pup was what she was acting like.

"Would you both fancy some coffee? Or colddrink?" Mark's wife, Olivia asked.

"Water." Femke and I said together.

"Okay." Olivia smiled, heading off to the kitchen.

"Femke, child, don't mind what I say. Reality struck me hard right in the ba- uh, on the face." Joe spoke. Femke's face visibly turned red.

"Yes, sir." She whispered. She was so not comfortable, I could sense it.

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"That was- interesting." I spoke, finally breaking the ice when we got in the car.

"On a whole new level." She giggled in response.
She's talking to me!

I laughed along. "Was he like this when you talked in the hospital too?"

"Not even close." She laughed again. "He has changed a lot. I mean, he was cold, but not a complete flirt."

"More like a jerk."

She turned to me, suddenly upset. "What?" I said in a defensive tone.

"Don't say that. Don't you know what happened to him?"

"About his wife. I know. But that is no excuse for him to turn into a complete jerk."

"Justin!" She scolds. "The least you can do is be a bit understanding!"

What? What I said, was it not right? I mean, I know what he went through was big and really painful, but that is no excuse for someone to turn into a jerk, is it? You're supposed to learn from your mistakes and-

wait.

Who am I kidding? He's in his 80s! The last thing he can do is handle that loss!

Femke looked really upset. As she was hurt by my childish behavior.

"Hey," I grew the balls to touch her hand, she turned to look at it. "I'm sorry. I guess I was just- jealous?"

"Jealous? Of who? An eighty year old man?"

"He has the ability. The charms." I tried to soothe the atmosphere. But Femke only bought half of it. At least a half of it.

"Just stop-"

"I will. I already said, I'll change for you. I'll stop whatever bothers you." I looked at her from the corner of my eyes, catching a glimpse of her looking at me.

"Sure." She muttered sarcastically. Slightly smiling.

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(Femke's P.O.V)

We arrived in a short amount of time in the hospital. Pattie- Mom- had a few more tests left and then she was discharged for good.

We walked up the stairs, reaching the room on time. The doctors stood around the bed, talking to Mom and asking her how she felt.

It had been 3 months since that incident. She was far better from the condition she was left it.

"How's the ladynumberone?" Justin smiled, leaning in to hug her.

"How did it go?"

"Uh. Interesting." He spoke and she laughed. Then her eyes moved over to me, a smile forming on her lips.

"Femke," she whispered, opening her arms as to invite me for a hug.

"Mom," I smiled, hugging her in the best and most comfortable way I could. "How have you been?" I ask.

"Good." She replied, still wearing that smile. "Every time you leave, I stay up, frightened that you won't come back."

I giggled as she said this. Not knowing what to say.

"We're gonna have to ask you to leave for now, we're starting the tests."

As been told, we leave.

"Do you want me to get you some coffee or something?" Justin asked as soon as we sat down on the bench outside.

"I think I had enough of that back at.Joe's place." I replied as he chuckled in response.

I don't know why. But maybe. Just maybe, we could be getting at something. I seem naive, I know, for giving him another chance. And I regretted doing that so much. But I hate how weak I am for him.

But maybe he's trying. It seems like so. He seems to make every possible effort to make it up to me. That is an improvement. And he should be acknowledged for that.

"What are you thinking?" I realized now that I had been staring at him for longer than usual.

"Nothing unusual." I shake my head, looking the other way.

"Hey hey," he whispered, "look at me." And I did. He smiled, tangling our fingers as he looked at them with satisfaction. "I got a part of you back, didn't I?"

"A part. But yes, you managed."

"Could this be a new beginning?"

"There is a possibility." I replied. He stayed quiet. I don't know if it was the fact that he was upset, or happy that there is a tiny possibility. But he needed to be patient with me.

"I want us to have the happiest ending out there, Femke."

I hummed in response. His honesty was clear in his voice, but I couldn't be oblivious here.

"There is a long way. I hope you have the strength to hold on." I whisper.

"Anything. I can go through anything, and will go through everything for you."

I smiled. Yes, he needed to be acknowledged. I saw it in him, the change. No, I wasn't ready to give in just yet. And I wasn't going to. But yes, he managed quite a lot.

"Justin!" We heard a cry from the other side of the corridor and both of us jumped up.

Guess who it was?
Stephanie.

"Justin," she said again, this time, a bit lower as she took a few steps towards us. She was crying hard, real hard. And she seemed like she was about to faint real soon.

"Stephanie-" I was about to walk towards her, worried sick when Justin grabbed my arm, pulling me back.

"I'm sorry. I want you back."

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