Justin Bieber Imagines / Interracial

The Disturbance |Part 2|

Why do I feel like this is about to become another Mini Series... THIS WASN'T PLANNED BTW 😭😂 But, if you guys are enjoying it... Then it doesn't matter to me. ❤️

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I looked around breathlessly. "I-I can't feel my legs." I cried just looking up at the concrete ceiling. I placed both of my hand on the side of me forcefully sliding my body up to lean against the hard cold wall.

I looked down at my bruised.... Destroyed legs. I covered my mouth trying to cover all the pain and hurt I was feeling before, it took over me. I cried, tears flooded down my face into the palm of my hand as I shakily touched my legs.

I just looked up at the ceiling feeling my whole body began to give up.... At this point, I didn't wanna feel pain.

Sadness...

Or anything.... I just wanted to be..

Done.

The door forcefully was open making a screech sound appearing the one and only... Johnson.

"Y-you did this to me." I cried trying to move only to cause pain though my body. "I would stop moving if I was you." He raised his eyebrow as he poured a drink in front of me.

"W-why me." I spoke breathlessly, "I already told you.... You belong to me." He smiled touching my fave gently making me move my face away.

"Nobody owns me." I spat. He chuckled before harshly grabbing my face. "Oh but love, I do... And your doing to do whatever I say whenever you like it or not... Do I have to remind you." He smirked trailing his hand down my lower area.

I quickly grabbed his hand. "N-no..." I croaked. He smirked removing his hand, "Good," he whispered, "because I wouldn't want to hurt this pretty little face." He wrapped his hand in my air pulling my head back towards his face.

"And don't even try to escape... Nobody will ever find you, and if I do... I will kill you." He gritted through his teeth before letting go standing up.

"J-Jason will c-come." I whispered, "and you will be s-sorry." I gritted through my teeth shaking my head.

"You really think he cared about you love." He raised his eyebrow with a slight chuckle. I stayed quiet and bit my lip. "You actually believe that the worlds most wanted criminal can actually feel any type of remorse for you."

"Like you have any yourself." I spat.

He chuckled, "you need to get this through your little fucking brain. Jason does not care, he has no sense of remorse for any of your pain & suffering. The only person he cares about is himself, and that's how it will always be. So why don't you do yourself a favor... And stop trying to make him something that he's not."

He looked at me before grabbing the stuff about to walk out of the door. "T-Then kill me." I croaked in a low voice.

He stood in his position before turning around looking at me. "P-please... " I whispered. He shook his head. "I'm not going to kill you." And with that he closed the door.

"Y-you can't leave me in here!" I yelled as tears rushed out my eyes. I threw the closet thing next to me throwing it against the door. "PLEASE!" I yelled. "I-I can't do this...." I whispered before balling my eyes out looking at the ceiling.

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Jason's POV

"Y/N woulda still be here." Alex paced the floor. "Why the fuck all of the sudden care for her! You made it clear yourself you didn't care what happens to her." I spat.

"BECAUSE I LOVE HER OKAY!" He yelled making me stop in my tracks. "What..." I whispered. "You knew from the start the moment you brought Y/N into the house.... It was always me and her."