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Good Boy Gone Bad

Justin's Pov:

I felt Jason's big, warm hands around my shoulders as he lead me somewhere. I dont know where and i couldn't ask questions. He blindefolded me and the whole walk there was silent.

The sound of a heavy metal door opening and closing gave me the idea that we were in a basement. Jason shoved me on the ground causing me to squeal softly as i hit my shoulder blade on the concrete floor. "Ow" i squeaked softly, grabbing onto my aching shoulder.

"Shut the fuck up and get up." I heard Jason snap.

I did as i was told and i felt him come behind me to untie my blindefold. There revealed my surrondings- a dark basement. Not his but similiar and it was enclosed by conrete walls as well as the floors, no windows, two huge metal doors which im assuming was the noise i heard earlier.

I looked over my shoulder when i saw shuffling from the corner of my eye and there was some guy on the ground with his hands tied behind his back and anckles tied. Just like how i was when Jason first took me in, now he lets me roam around freely besides the handcuffs sometimes.

The guy standing beside him was Drew, and he was holding onto the man by the collar of his shirt, yanking him up as the man yelled "What the fuck are you two doing!? Why the fuck is this Bieber kid here huh! I thought he was fucking dead!"

I heard Jason chuckle and i turned my head to look at him, seeing as how he held a knife in his hand while slowing running his thumb down it.

"Now you see Boss, he's clearly and matter of factly not dead as he's standing right in front of you." Jason stated while smirking.

I gulped, not knowing what to do but Jason grabbed my arm, pulling me towards him. I automatcially felt safer in his embrace.

"Guess i let ya down huh Boss?" Jason sarcastcially pouted.

I heard Jason's chuckles in my ear since i was standing centimeters away from him.

I looked up to see the man sturggling to free himself as Drew held him down on the floor with his foot on the man's neck. He begn to choke and i immeadetly looked away wishing for this to stop as Jason laughed at the scene.

"Aw Boss you struggling there?"

I'm assuming Drew took his foot away or the man managed to get out of his grip since he shouted "Why isn't he fucking dead!? You showed me his fucking dead body, why isn't he dead!?"

Jason then let go of me and made his way over to him, pushing Drew to the side. He grabbed the man by his collar and shoved him up against the wall but the man showed no fear.

I watched as Jason lifted his arm and sliced the mans wrist causing him to yell in agony.

"Now you listen here," he seethed.

" Listen here, he isn't dead and neither is he going to be."

He began to slide his knife down the man's cheek and the side of his head, as he shuffled under Jason's grip gasping for air and trying to cry out. But Jason only laughed at his actions as he didn't budge.

"But you know who is going to die tonight?" Jason questioned him as if he would somehow respond. "You."

A smirk crep up on Jason's face as he let go of the man as he fell on the ground gasping for air. I watched Jason kneel down beside him, grabbing a fistful of his hair.

"Drew. Justin. Get the fuck over here."

I froze. Me? Why the fuck does he want me? A few days ago he said i was gonna help kill his Boss but i didn't actually think he was serious. Why does he want my help? He's the murderer here, not me.