Criminal

VII.

Chapter 7

Justin's POV

"Will you tell me what's wrong now?" Selena asked as she gently stroked my jawline.

"Nothing is wrong. As of right now everything is perfect."

She smiled. "I know but I meant the reason why you've been so stressed out lately."

I kissed her forehead tenderly.

"There's nothing to worry about."

"Justin. Please tell me." She pleaded and i caved.

"Marco wants you back. He said nine months are up." I sighed.

She immediately began to shake.

"Hey calm down. It's okay.  You're not going back there. You're not going anywhere without me." I reassured.

"But Justin, Marco is a horrible man. He can hurt you."

"Oh baby, so am I. Believe me when I say Marco will never utter your name again."

"Justin what are you going to do?"

"He's being taken care of. Please don't worry."

"Okay."

"Mr. Bieber. It's time." A knock came at the door.

"I'll be there soon." I called back, untangling myself from Selena.

"Please go to sleep. There are some things I need to take care of. I promise I'll be back when you wake up."

She nodded.

I looked back at her, seeing her in one of my red shirts, snuggled under the blanket.

"I'll be back baby. Don't worry.  I love you." I smiled gently, my eyes soaking her in.

"Love you too." She muttered, allowing her body to finally relax.

I stepped out of the room, pulling in the door behind me.

"Take care of her for me?" I asked Jacob.

"You're going to kill him, aren't you?" 

"If that's what it takes to keep her safe."

"Justin, are you sure I can't come with you?"

I shook my head. "I need someone to look after her if this doesn't go my way and you're the only one I trust to do that."

"Be safe man."

"I'll try my best."

"Good luck."

"Thanks bro."

I shook his hand and patted him on the back then made my way down to where the car was waiting for me. It was a short ride to Marco's club since no one was out this late.

 I made sure I was armed with both a gun and a knife before I got out of the car.

Almost immediately, I was escorted to where he was waiting for me.

He dismissed the two women, waiting until we were alone to speak.

"Bieber, where's my girl?"