Justin's P.O.V
I slammed the door as I walked back up the stairs from dragging that bitch to her funeral. Well it wasn’t a real funeral with the casket and all the whining family, it was a Justin Bieber funeral. Which meant being shoved into a closet on top of my other victims.
The girl was a blonde, I hate blondes. Dark hair girls are always my first picks but of course some bleach blonde strolled in and my boy wasn’t here to take her. That and I needed a good fuck.
I sighed and glanced up to the window where that bitch most likely left a hand print on. But what came into my view made my eyes wide. What was she doing here? I didn’t need his sister stalking around this place anymore.
I opened the window and climbed out onto the veranda, walking up in front of her.
“What are you doing here?” I growled.
“Um, well you see.” She gave me a smile in hope everything would be goodie goodie. Bitch, do you think I’m going to invite you in and bake some cookies? Ha, no! I can't talk to her like I did before I knew who she was. It'll get me in lots of trouble.
“Yeah I see your non obedient ass on my property.” I yelled making her flinch.
“I-I’m sorry. I just needed to find out some stuff.” She shrugged.
“Like what? There is NOTHING you need to know about this place.” Hopefully I was making myself clear, but with this girl I probably lucked out.
“My brother, I don’t get how you both know each other.” She chewed on her lip, which was pretty hot. Uh Justin, stop. You can’t do this.She's a bitch, remember? But then I slapped her.
“We went to school together in New York before I dropped out. That’s all princess.” I gave a false smile eager she would take that and leave.
“Well why do you need to stay in touch with him and show up at our house? Then come again and slap me.” She crossed her arms, she wasn’t going to give up will she.
“He owed me something and I said sorry for that okay.” Well that wasn’t a lie, I went to his house to get back something from him and she knows I apologized her.
“Why would he owe you anything? You’re just some lowlife criminal who my brother shouldn’t associate with.” She hissed.
Oh sweetie if you only knew the truth.
“Listen here.” I snatched her in my arms by her hair her eyes filling with regret with her words. Good it should be.
“You don’t need to know every single detail about everyone, so walk away now before you get yourself into that other bitch’s situation because I know your nosey self watched it.” I hissed, pointing to the room where I killed that blonde then I pushed her back releasing my grip on her hair. I watched as she stumbled back.
“Just stay away from my brother.” She muttered walking over to the fire escape about to crawl down.
“Go through the front way, I know you will go home through the woods and as much as I’d like to hear your screams as a wolf eats you alive, I cant let it happen.” I snarled, pointing to the window.
“I don’t understand you.” She eyed me as she climbed through the window and I did the same.
“You’re one of many.” I chuckled, grabbing her arm and dragging her down to the stairs.
“You got a big house.” She looked around.
I snaked my arm around her and pushed her head so she was facing straight. I don’t need her seeing anything and questioning me on it. I think she might be just as bad as those assholes of cops.
“Ow, do you have to be so harsh with everything you do?” She rubbed her cheek.
“Do you have to comment on every little thing?” I retorted.
“It’s just who I am.” She shrugged.
“I don’t care, can you not try to have a conversation with me?” I shook my head, I didn’t want to speak to her. I wanted to shove her out the door and kick her out my house.
“You wish, you’re obviously lonely!” She snickered.
I tightened my grasp that I had ahold of her arm. She cried out from the pain trying to free away, not happening princess.
“Is something wrong?” I smirked, I love being a cocky bastard sometimes.
All I got for a response was a whimper.
We reached the doorway and she opened the door.
“By-.”
“Shut up and go. This wasn’t a hang out for you to greet me a goodbye until next time. Because there will be no next time, got it? Stay away!” I pushed her out the door and locked it shut.
Dear Elaine, please get the hint and stay away. If it was up to me I would have raped and killed you by now. I’m doing this for my best friend.
I sat down on the couch watching some TV for about an hour. The door opened and shut as a figure walked into my view.
I sighed and sat up.
“Dude she wont stay away.”
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Elaine's P.O.V
It was 10pm, I was laying in my bed thinking about today's events. I don't know why Justin is acting like this. Like he was the one who was literally stalking me when I came here, then started avoiding me when I went to that house. Then he comes to me again and later avoids. Like what the fuck is his problem? The main question is how is my brother involved in all this? Why does Justin kill those innocent girls in that house?
I suddenly snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a bang.
I slowly walked downstairs to be welcomed to another bang and my brother lying on the floor laughing his head off.
Drunk, again.
“Nick seriously?” I sighed helping him up.
The head lights of the car backing out the driveway caught my attention as I noticed it was a familiar black range rover.
“Come on.” I pulled Nick up to his room. “You’re going to have such a bad hangover tomorrow.” I laughed.
I placed Nick on his bed and he passed right out. Whatever, I sighed going back into my room.
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I walked out of school as the bell rang. Yes finally time to go home. Did I ever mention I hate Mondays? Because I do.I pulled my iPod out my backpack and attached the head phones into my ears. I started to play a random song of Eminem's. As I was walking I heard a car drive up next to me.
"Elaine" I heard a soft and gentle voice. I knew who it belonged to.
Justin.
"Great... now my life just got so much better." I sighed to myself as I turned to my right to see his black range rover pull up next to me.
"Jump in" Justin commanded as he slowly stopped his car.
"I'm fine thanks." I said arrogantly although I wanted nothing more but to jump into that damn car, have him take me home. Home to my warm comfortable bed where nothing would ever hurt me or make me sick of life.
"Don’t be stubborn." Justin’s hoarse voice muttered low as he looked into my eyes.
"I'm not... I said I'm fine thanks." I replied. Now I had to suck it up and continue walking.
"Just get into the damn car." Justin hissed, he refused to let me walk. I really didn’t feel like walking either, but I wont let him know that.
Hesitating I slowly walked in front of his car to the passenger seat.
"Just take me home,Okay?" I sighed as I sat down.
"Sure." Justin nodded and his car started to accelerate.
Justin and I sat quiet. He focused on the road while I tried to focus on the passenger window.
Suddenly Justin took a left turn heading towards the freeway.
"Where the fuck are you going?" I hissed as I realized he wasn’t taking me home.
"I'm not letting you go until you talk to me" Justin said monotonously not even giving me a glance.
"We don't have anything to talk about" I spat.
He didn't say anything just continued to speed down the freeway.
"Are you just going to kidnap me or what?" I yelled frustrated. I just want to go home and sleep.I’d just gotten here and my life was already messed up, all thanks to badass douchebag next to me.
"Maybe..." Justin smirked, he glanced over at me and it didn’t bother him at all that I was pissed at him.
"Now if you wanna talk so badly... TALK" I spat as he sped up the car going over 100 mph.
"Will you chill out for a second" Justin said his patience getting lower and lower.
"Okay." I cooled down, not wanting a repeat of that night to happen.
"Elaine" Justin let out a sigh, he slowed down the car as we pulled off the freeway and into some tiny road. "I'm sorry for what I did that night and yesterday... You didn’t deserve that. I was an idiot"
"You still are." I murmured, Justin didn’t deserve my forgiveness. He didn’t deserve my attention at all but yet here I was, all messed up in his car.
"Elaineee" Justin pleaded as the car came to a sudden stop. Justin had hit the breaks in the middle of nowhere.
This looked like some kind of countryside road taken from the Hannah Montana movie, grass everywhere and a field where some kind of vegetable or something was growing on either side of the tiny road.
Justin unbuckled his belt and leaned over to look me in the eyes. His dark brown eyes were beautiful and I couldn’t help but to stare into them while Justin cast his magical spell.
It always worked, I was lost in his eyes and caught up in the moment as neither one of us blinked. It was like one of those intense stare down except that we weren’t competing, we were just under a spell.
"Elaine" Justin whispered once again, not wanting the ruin whatever weird moment we had.
"Yes" I replied even though it hadn’t really been a question.
Justin brushed his finger lightly over my bruised cheek.
"I can’t believe I did that to your beautiful face." He whispered, I winced under his touch as I closed my eyes in pain.
"Justin don’t." I sigh pulling his hand away from me.
"What?" Justin asked surprised. The smile that had been lingering on his lips now gone as he pursed his lips into a straight line.
"Don’t tell me that you’re sorry, I’ve heard it a thousand times." I sighed as I refused to look into his confused but mesmerizing eyes.
"Then what do you want me to say?" Justin asked, his face showed nothing but his eyes, yes I gave in a looked into his eyes, showed regret.
"Nothing... Can you just take me home?"
"I'm not letting you go Elaine." Justin sighed as he decided to cut the engine.
I let out a huge and long breath as I bit my lip.
"I guess we're gonna be stuck here for a while then." I opened the door to his car and walked out to get a breather.
Justin followed behind.
"Great" I mumbled to myself.
Justin walked towards me and before I had time to escape he did it again. He captured me in-between his strong arms and now I knew there was no way I’d ever get back home.
"Pleaseee Elaine." Justin pleaded into my ear as he held me against his warm body.
"No Justin." I said with a stern and steady voice. "Now let go or you'll be even more sorry." I threatened but I knew my threats were nothing to him.
I tried to act all though wanting nothing to do with him but really his warm arms felt safe and even though that's the most stupid thing I’ve ever thought, since he was the one hurting me,I still enjoyed his embrace.
"El" Justin whispered as his lips gently reached down to kiss the scar on my forehead that happened that day at the bar.
"Don’t call me that" I said in a low murmur as I leaned into his warm comfortable hug.
"Please forgive me? I'm sorry for being such a douchebag to you but when I tell you to stay away from that house,you need to listen to me okay? And about your brother, you'll come to know as the right time comes. Please forgive me?" He whispered holding me tight.
"Just take me home."