Justin Bieber Interracial Imagines II

Visitation 2

The judge slammed his gavel against his podium, releasing the jury. I'm honestly relieved that he wasn't sentenced any years, it was stressing me out. He's on bail for seven thousand, but if I'm able to get him out, he's gonna be on probation. I thought it'd be more than that, but I'm lucky its not, I have three thousand in my bank account, and Jason has two thousand hidden in our room. I know where its at.

Now all I need is two thousand and I'll be able to get him out without a problem. I doubt that anyone would help me, maybe Tatiana. I got into my car, just sitting there, thinking. I hate that no one ever helps me, I'm always doing shit alone. They see that I'm struggling, but they don't seem to care, do they?

I broke down in tears, pulling out of the court houses' parking lot. If I could get five hundred from tat, then five hundred from mom, grandma will give me the last thousand dollars I need to get him out. I pulled out my phone, calling Tatiana,

"Hello?" She answered

"Hey, so I just got out of court for jason and I can bail him out for seven thousand, can you help me?"

"Seven thousand?"

"I only need five hundred..." she stayed silent

I felt as tears burned my eyes again "...I'll pay you back"

I heard her sigh "okay, I'll help you. Ill have the money to you tomorrow"

"Oh my god, thank you so much. I love you"

"I love you too, Y/n"

We said our goodbyes and hung up. I took a deep breath, calling my mom next. It rang a couple of times, before she answered,

"Mom"

"Yes sweetie?"

"Can I borrow five hundred dollars, I'll pay you back?" I asked

"What for?"

"So I can bail Jason out of jail"

"Its only five hundred?"

"No its actually seven thousand" I told her

"Oh my, of coarse honey you don't have to pay me back, its fine. Just come on by and I'll have it for you"

"Thank you, mom. I love you" I thanked

"No probablem darling"

I pulled up into my driveway, getting out of my car and locking the doors. I walked up the stone pathway, unlocking the doors and walking in. Taking a seat on the couch, I just thought.

What the hell possessed Jason to get himself in trouble like this?

What was going through his head?

Did I cross his mind even once while he was doing it?

My phone began to ring, I picked it up,

"Hello?"

"Hey Y/n, you feeling okay"

"I'm fine I guess, I don't know"

"Anything I can do to help you feel better?" He asked

"You can bring me some McDonald's" I lightly smiled

"Okay, I'll be there in a little while" he chuckled

We hung up. I turned on the TV and got on Netflix. I want to watch a scary movie, I scrolled through the options. Couldn't really decide on one so I clicked a random movie and got comfortable.