| Chapter 21- No One to Blame Justin paced nervously in the hospital�s waiting room muttering to himself over and over, �It�s all my fault. It�s all my fault.� Finally Wade had enough of it. He stood up and grabbed Justin�s shoulders. �It�s not your fault!� Wade said sternly. Justin looked up at him helplessly. �But I knew she was taking the damn pills all along, but I didn�t tell anyone. It�s all my fault. I could have prevented this from happening.� �Justin, you�re not the one who forced her to take them. No, she took them willingly. And if I know anything about my sister is that she�s stuburn and doesn�t listen to anyone.� �She promised that she would stop using them once she got into the ABC,� Justin whispered, collapsing into an uncomfortable chair. He rested his head in his hands, with his elbows on his knees. �Wade?� Justin looked up to see an older man and woman come in. He assumed that they were their parents. They both embraced Wade in a hug. �What happened?� the woman asked, tears running down her face. Wade sighed, running a hand over his hair. �Mercedes has been taking energy pills to make her dance better.� �Oh my,� the mother said, bringing a hand to her mouth in shock. �I knew we should have never let her take ballet so seriously,� the father said angerily. �With how many people who dance ballet are anerixit.� �Dad she wasn�t starving herself,� Wade rolled his eyes. �Yeah, but that would�ve been the next step she would have been doing!� �Mom, Dad, this is Justin, a good friend of mine,� Wade said, trying to change the subject. Justin stood up and shook both of their hand politely, as a doctor came in. �Mr. and Mrs. Robson?� �It�s Ms. Steele,� Ms. Steele said, using her maiden name since they were getting a divorce. The doctor went through a full report of hom Mercedes was doing. He said that she�ll be alright, but wouldn�t be able to dance for awhile. �Can we see her yet?� Ms. Steele asked. Actually, she�s asking for Justin right now.� All eyes turned to him. Justin slowly followed the Doctor to Mercedes� room. Justin stood in the doorway, a little unsure of himself. �You can come in,� Mercedes smiled weakly. Justin went and took a seat in the chair by her bed. He took a hold of her hand, closing his eyes as he kissed it. �I�m so sorry,� Justin whicpered hoarsly. �For what?� Mercedes� forhead wrinkled with confusion. �I knew that you were taking the drugs, but I didn�t tell anyone.� �Justin, it�s not your fault. You were just keeping your promise to me. this is all my fault. You tried to warn me, but I didn�t want to listen. I thought they won�t hurt me.� Justin looked up at her. �Are you going to kiss me now?� Mercedes whispered. Justin didn�t answer her, instead he leaned up towards her slowly till their lips touched. |
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