If I Die... (Final Ending to Deadly in Love)

Chapter 23

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Chapter song: Terrible Love by Birdy
(Christie's pov)
-10pm-
Justin's still not back, and my mind was a wreck. Is he ok? Is he on drugs again? Is he with another girl? Is he hurt? All kinds of possibilities are popping into my head. All I'm worried about is Justin. I've tried calling and texting, and there was no answer. I don't wanna go outside, so I held Drew in my arms. My phone buzzed, and I quickly raised it up to my eyes, hoping it was Justin. My heart fell at what it was.
"Im comin 4 U"
The text was from an unknown number. I panicked and made sure every door and window was locked securely. I hid behind the couch and turned off the lights. My heart was pounding through my ears, and I took deep, shaky breaths as Drew slept in my arms. I kept trying to get a hold of Justin with my phone. Where is Justin when I need him? He promised he'd be ok. He said it would only take 15 minutes. It's been an hour. Please tell me everything's gonna be ok.
(Justin's pov)
"You better not lay a fucking hand on her!!"
I shouted angrily at Jason. My hands and feet were cuffed to the chair I was sitting on. I had a busted lip and bruises on my face from Jason's gang hitting and punching me. My head was pounding in pain as I raged. I don't know what I'll do if he kills her.
"Aw, but she'll love it"
Jason smirked evilly.
"I'll give you anything"
I hated to show weakness, but if it's to save Christie, I would.
"I want a pussy for my dick"
Jason chuckled before leaving. I knew exactly where he's going. He's gonna do something bad to Christie or Drew. I cursed and felt myself go grow more infuriated. Jason has a pretty large gang. There were now 8 guys, one of them Twist and another one John. He must be enjoying the fact of me being helpless and beat up. I didn't care about that. I cared about my family.
"You might want to see this"
One of the guys messed with a tv. He had short, black hair with a nose piercing. The tv was moved face to face with me. I sent cold glares to everyone in the room. When the tv came on, it showed the inside of the apartment. Why the fuck is there a camera in the apartment? I spotted Christie behind the couch with Drew. I wished I could be there beside her. From the sound of it, she was crying. I heard banging on the door. Christie stopped crying and stayed quiet. When the door broke open, Jason entered and locked the door. He turned on the lights and chuckled.
"Where are you, baby?"
I heard him say. I couldn't help but watch, hoping something would stop him. When he saw Christie, I heard her scream and start to run to the door. I should've known better that she was helpless against Jason, because he got a hold of her without even putting any effort. Christie screamed, and Jason smacked his hand over her mouth. Drew started crying, and he was laying on the couch now. Jason had Christie pinned on the floor as he unzipped his pants. I shouted and cursed in fury. He better not! Christie was crying and begging him, but he soon started fucking her. I don't know if he used protection or not. I couldn't look anymore. I couldn't bear to see it. The only thing I couldn't get rid of was the desperate sound of Christie's screaming and crying and Drew's sobbing in the background. I was more than angry, and I wanted to hold Christie and tell her that it's ok. I know it's really not, and we both know it. When the tv was finally turned off, I was left to catch my breath and keep from screaming my lungs out.
"Did you like that?"
One of the guys asked. I didn't answer. I didn't want to ever think about what I just saw. All I could think about was why Jason was targeting me. I did nothing to him. He did everything to himself.
"Damn, your bitch is tight, Justin. How did you find a slut like her?"
Jason entered the room, fixing his pants.
"Shut the hell up"
I muttered miserably and hatefully.
"You know it's true. She's worth fucking. I think I'll fuck her again before I kill her"
Jason chuckled evilly.
"Go to hell"
I glared coldly at him.
"She's pathetic. Did you really think you can fix her head? She doesn't even believe anything you say anymore. Maybe she'll kill herself before I can kill her"
Jason smiled menacingly.
"Shut up!!"
I snapped and roared at him.
"Soft spot, huh? We both know that she can't be stopped. You made her hate herself-"
"-you're the one who fucking set it all up! This is your fault!"
I barked angrily.
"But she believed it..."
Jason chuckled again.
"...Let him go. If you lay a hand on anyone, I'll kill you right here. You wouldn't want your poor family unprotected do you?"
Jason spoke with sarcasm. I just wanted to go. Once they freed me, I only glared at them. I didn't threaten them or curse at them. It took everything in me not to kill them. Once I was out of sight, I rushed back to my apartment. I was sore and tired. My body ached from being beat up. I struggled to get inside the apartment to see Christie on the floor crying her eyes out. I felt like someone shot my heart out.
"Christie"
I practically fell on my knees and hugged her tight. She buried herself in my hoodie and whimpered like crazy. I stayed on the ground, hugging her like I lost myself. I glanced at the bed to see Drew whimpering, no longer crying.
"Justin, bro, what happened?"
Za walked in through the open door, the others following behind him.
"Someone get Drew"
I ordered, not letting go of Christie. Brie scooped up Drew in her arms and rocked him. I could see they were concerned about me. I guess because I'm probably covered in bruises and blood. I couldn't focus on any of the questions that they were asking. All I could hear and feel was Christie sobbing into me. It's best that no one asks her about what happened. After several long minutes, I helped her up, still not letting go.
"Can one of you take Drew for tonight?"
I asked them.
"I'll do it"
Brie was already holding him.
"Thanks. You guys can go. I'll talk about it tomorrow"
I spoke flatly. They nodded and quietly left.
"Christie...I'm so so sorry that this happened. I'm sorry"
I rubbed her back comfortingly.
"Look at me, baby"
I finally broke the hug. She revealed herself in tears. I saw a bruise near her right cheek.
"I know what happened, baby. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry"
I was on the verge of tears.
"J-just-tin....wh-what ha-happened-d?"
Her hand shook as it touched my face.
"He fucking knocked me out and...did this"
I motioned to my face. Christie started to cry harder.
"Shh, I'm gonna help you, babygirl"
I lifted her up, carried her to the bathroom, and sat her on the counter. I pulled out the first aid kit and a few bottle of pain pills. Christie cried in her sleeves, which were already soaked.
"Where are you hurt, baby?"
I cupped her face gently in my hands.
"M-my cheek"
She reached for her face, but I held her hand and put an ice pack over her cheek. She winced but held the ice pack over her cheek herself. Christie raised her sleeve up to reveal her bloodstained wrist. I took over and raised her sleeve farther up to see the trail of cuts and scars. I wanted to scold her and beg her not to do this, but now was not the time. It was just the start of her wrist that was bleeding. It was the spot that Jason had her pinned down. I cleaned the blood off then wrapped her wrist up in bandages. I did the same to her other wrist then planted small kisses on her cuts. Christie started to cry hard again. She doesn't deserve any of this bullshit. She's so beautiful, and I love her to death. I hugged her securely and carried her away into bed.
"This is all my fault. I'm so sorry, Christie"
I hugged her so close that I might go insane from the guilt. Christie didn't say a word, but she cried softly in my neck and pulled me close.

(A/N: How are you guys doing? I hope you're doing great. Next post is on Monday🌀)