AMBER'S POV;
Do you know what it feels like to have no emotions?
To not be happy, sad or angry?
I can't think straight or do anything right, I should of stayed a slave.
Forever.
I heard Ryan's car start, I stood up and peeked out the window.
He was driving somewhere, oh well.
I heard the front door close.
Why was the front door closing?
If Ryan just closed it?
The thought made me cower behind the sofa into a round ball.
I felt footsteps vibrating on the floorboards.
Whoever this person was they went upstairs.
I stood up and went to follow.
I continued moving up the stairs but not carefully.
I tripped.
'Boom'
Yeah I'm fat and I just fell.
I could hear someone running in my direction, I quickly got myself up and lifted my head.
Right in front of my eyes.
Stood Justin Bieber.
A guy I thought I would never, ever see again.
He looked different, he looked angry. His ores were black and his face was stone cold.
-time stopped, nothing was moving-
He broke the silence when he grabbed me by my wrist and dragged me into one of our rooms that was pitch black.