Chapter 20-Held Captive

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::Justin Bieber::

I awoke in a dark room. Cliche no? I sighed and looked around the room. Where the fuck was I? I tried rubbing at my aching head but then realized I was tied. All the past incidents came flooding back to me. Those fuckers killed my mum. I felt tears stinging at my eyes but I knew I had to be strong if I wanted to survive.

A man soon walked in. He saw that I was awake. "Hi Jason. How are you?" He asked with a smirk playing at his lips. I furrowed my eyes brows in confusion. Did he think I was Jason? How did he know Jason?

"I'm not Jason. I'm Justin." I croaked out. How long have I been out?

"Right you have Mpd. So Justin tell me, do you remember me?" He asked stepping closer to me. I shook my head.

"I'm Justin. Jason's younger brother. Who the fuck are you?" I asked. He looked a bit taken back.

"We grabbed the wrong one?" He asked in disbelief. I smirked and nodded. His eyes flared up in anger and he grabbed my arm tightly picking me up off the chair I was currently sitting on. I winced in pain. "Since we grabbed the wrong one I guess I'm just going to have to kill you." He shrugged nonchalantly. He took out a knife and put it against my neck.

I yelped at the sudden contact. The door slammed opened and in came another man. "What the fuck are you doing to Jason?" The man yelled out in anger. The man before me flinched at the sound and stiffened a bit. I saw him visibly gulp.

"We brought the wrong one. We brought Jason's brother. We have to get rid of him before police come and search for him." The smaller man said. The older one , that seemed like he was in control of everyone, stormed over to us. He looked beyond angry. It terrified me just watching him.

"Is that so Sal? You brought the wrong boy? Well go get the right one!" He yelled and threw Sal off me towards the door. I fell onto my ass and looked up at the retreating figure of sal. He can't go over and get Jason. He can't. The door then creaked open and a small figure came in.

"Rob. Can you tell me where my parents are at now? You have Jason, that was a part of the deal." Rob grabbed me and threw me towards Drew. I glared at the small boy in front of me. My mom was dead because of him. Jason was probably having a meltdown right now and who knows what could've happened to Ryan.

"Does this fucking look like Jason?" Rob yelled making Drew flinch. Drew looked over at me and he looked surprised.

"I'll help you get Jason but can you please tell me where's my parents?" He asked timidly. The man laughed and shook his head.

"I killed your parents a long time ago." With that rob walked out of the room and left us two alone. I sat upright and moved around trying to fix the rope that was burning my wrists. I felt a hand on my shoulder making me flinch.

"Get the fuck away from me." I snapped and scooted away from him. You don't fucking understand how angry I was. I wanted to hurt him in so many ways. I was beyond hurt and I didn't want to be in the same room as him.

"Justin. You don't understand. I done this for my parents you would've done the same." He stepped closer. I don't know how I done it but I jumped onto my feet and pushed Drew away from me.

"You have no fucking right talking about my parents." I sneered and stepped closer to him. I wanted to hurt him and nothing was going to stop me from hurting him. I picked up my hand to slam my fist down onto his face when he held his hand up and stopped me.

"I can get you Jason. Just please don't hurt me. I'll help you escape." He begged. I stopped midway.

"How do I not know you're lying to me?" I asked letting my hands fall limp.

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