Bates Motel: Justin Bieber

Chapter 5

    “Kayla, Henry! Oh, it's so good to see you guys!” Tara gushed.

Violet and Max both looked at each other and rolled their eyes, but quickly plastered on a smile when the family started entering their home.

“Gosh, Sarah. Look at you, gorgeous as ever,” Tara said, making Sarah blush. “And Brian. Still wowing your coach?” Charlie asked, chuckling. He nodded, and patted his back. “Nice to see you, Charlie.” His eyes were glued to Violet as he spoke, and Violet forced herself to give him a little wave.

“Violet Bates.”

“Hey, Brian,” she smiled.

“You still are just as beautiful as the last time I saw you. How are you?” He grinned, looping his arm through hers.

Violet moved away from the crowd and stood in the kitchen. “I'm great, you?”

“I'm awesome, now that you're by my side.”

Great, and now it starts.

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The Johnson's had definitely overstayed their welcome. But Tara and Charlie were too tipsy to send them home. Violet hoped they wouldn't be staying the night, as that has happened in the past.

Violet stepped outside with Brian following suit. It was dark out and the air smelled fresh. “I like to come out here a lot at night. It's . . . peaceful,” she smiled lightly, standing on the large steps of their home.

Brian stood next to her, as they stared into the nothingness. “I really really like you, Vi,” he whispered. It had felt like he'd done this every year, confess his feelings and all. But Violet was tired of it.

She cringed, as they walked closer to the edge of the street, next to the big Bates Motel sign. Brian leaned against a nearby tree. “I would like to redo that date back in junior year,” he chuckled.

Oh yeah, you mean when you spilled Pepsi all over my white dress? Then you thought it was funny that you could see through it! Asshole.

“Brian, you're a great guy and I'm sure you'll find a more suitable girl for you . . . But I'm just not it, okay? I'm actually in a relationship of my own,” she lied, hoping it sounded believable. Believe it or not, she wasn't a cruel person, but she would stand her ground. So she let him down easy, but if he kept pestering her, there's no telling where this would end up.

“You don't have to lie to me, V,” he muttered, shaking his head. Violet could tell her cover was blown, but she kept it up for her own sake.

“I'm not ly--“

“You are fucking lying, Violet,” he growled, making her flinch.

She stepped back and furrowed her eyebrows. “Brian, calm down. There's no need to get riled up,” she said, setting her hands on his chest.

“I don't get it. I've known you since diapers and you string me along like this?” He shouted in her face.

Violet used her hands to push him away. He stumbled back a little bit, but regained his balance and grabbed her arm when she tried to walk away. “I'm fucking talking to you,” he gritted. “Don't walk away from me.”

Violet's face twisted into a look of disgust. “Jesus Brian, what happened to you? Why are you being like this?” She spat, grabbing at his hand on her arm.

“I've changed, Violet. I'm not afraid to take what I want anymore.”

“Let go of me, asshole!”

“What did you just call me?” He yelled, yanking her back to him.

“I believe the lady called you an asshole,” a voice said from behind them.

Violet turned around and there was that guy again. That unbelievably hot guy. He was smoking a cigarette, as he leaned against a street light.

“Who the fuck are you?” Brian shouted.

“I'm Justin fucking Bieber,” the man shouted back with a sadistic grin on his face, as he swaggered over to Brian and Violet.

“Well, Bieber, I suggest you mind your own business. Me and my girl got some shit to sort out,” Brian spat, his grip only tightening on Violet's arm, as she struggled.

My girl? Funny one, Brian.

“You're hurting me!” She yelled, slapping at his hand.

Justin gave Brian an expecting look. “You gonna let her go?” He gestured to his hand on her.

“I don't take orders from guys like you.”

“And what exactly does that translate to?” Justin laughed sarcastically.

“Brian, just let me g--“

“Shut up!” Brian shouted.

“You have three seconds to let her go before I beat your ass,” Justin said nonchalantly, like he had no care in the world. But somehow, Violet felt as if he'd live up to what he had said . . . which meant he was most likely going to beat Brian to a pulp.

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So, I was thinking of making a cast list, but leave Violet to your choice of character.