Bates Motel: Justin Bieber

Chapter 18

    Going over to Violet's house had become a routine for Justin. It wasn't intentional, it felt right to him. He knew it wasn't, but did he care? Absolutely not. All he cared about was himself. For however he portrayed himself to be, he knew deep down that wasn't how he really was. He was worse.

He also knew he was playing with poor Violet's heart, making her feel things for him that he knew he wouldn't return. He does it because of the fact that he'll always have the upper hand. He was very controlling.

His constant drinking hadn't become a recent thing. Drinking alcohol has been a habit since he was sixteen. He got involved in the wrong crowd in high school, dropped out, and his parents kicked him out of their house. But if you ask him, he'll tell you he kicked himself out. Cocky little shit . . .

“Stop!” Violet whisper-yelled. Justin was going through her drawers looking for God knows what.

“Chill. I was just looking for something you could wear to a party,” he grinned. He had this idea of taking Violet to a house party filled with alcohol, drugs, and more bad people.

“A party?” Violet asked furrowing her eyebrows.

“Did I stutter?”

“No, but parties aren't my thing. I don't drink alcohol and you know that.”

“So? There's a first time for everything,” he wiggled his eyebrows, smirking. “Besides, you had a long week of school, you deserve to have some fun. Maybe make out with a few chicks, who knows?” He grinned.

“Didn't know you had such a fantasy of watching girls make out.”

Of course he did. He wasn't a saint. His mind revolves around girls. He's either having sex with one or trying to.

“Who doesn't? If you get dressed in something hot, maybe my fantasy will become a reality, huh?” He said, swatting her butt.

That was a lie. Any girl that had met Justin wanted to fulfill his needs. And a lesbian fantasy is one that had been fulfilled long ago.

“I don't know how many times I have to tell you. I'm not going!”

“You will go because--“

“Because nothing!” She interrupted, she went to close the drawer that Justin had opened, when he grabbed her wrist. He didn't like people interrupting him and it's a surprise Violet hadn't caught on yet.

“You're really not helping the situation by getting mad. When you're mad, my dick gets hard, remember?” He smirked. Violet let her eyes slip down, and sure enough, mini-Justin was pitching a tent.

“I'm still not going.”

“Oh? So you wanna stay and fool around a bit, huh?” He chuckled, pulling her towards the bed. He started unbuckling his belt and layed back. “Go ahead, kitten.”

“You're disgusting,” she turned away, but he grabbed her wrist.

“Don't walk away from me. Unless you wanna go to that party.” And there's manipulative Justin. Using his charm to get his way. It's a crime, really.

Violet didn't say a word. She couldn't. His hand was warm against the bare skin of her hip. He had purposely pushed her shirt up a little bit. “So you're going.” It wasn't a question . . . more of a demand.

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Violet was definitely screwed if she couldn't reject Justin. She went to the party, strike one. She accepted the many cups of alcohol Justin had coaxed her into drinking, strike two. Now let's wait.

“Aye, Jimmy!” Justin shouted, clasping hands with a “very tattooey- looking guy”, as Violet so lovely put it.

“Bieber,” Jimmy chuckled. “Glad you could make it. This yours?” He asked, gesturing to the highly intoxicated Violet hanging on Justin's arm.

“Yeah,” he smirked. “Pretty little thing, isn't she?” Violet wasn't paying attention. Her eyes were darting around the room, focusing on the strobe lights and people dancing on each other.

“Yeah,” Jimmy grinned, looking behind him as the doorbell rang. “Okay, you have fun with her, alright? I got some people stoppin by.” He clapped Justin's back and made his way through the crowd.

Justin pulled Violet against the wall and started dancing. His smirk never faulted as he placed his hands all over her body. Until Violet complained about having to pee.

“I have to pee so bad,” she whined, pulling on his arm.

Justin sighed. “Let's go pee then,” he replied. “Stay by me,” he sternly said, grabbing her face to force her to look at him. She tried to turn away, but he held her chin in place. “Fuck . . . Listen to me. If you leave my sight, it won't be pretty.” She bit his finger softly, only hearing the words fuck and me. Alcohol definitely makes her horny.

“Kinky. Now let's go, baby.” He pulled her to his side and she stumbled in her heels, as they went up the stairs. “Bathroom's right there,” he said, pointing to the room to the right of them. He flicked on the light for her and she walked in, closing the door.

Justin leaned against the wall, checking his watch several times while wondering what was taking her so long. “Yo, Bieber. That better fucking be you!” A voice called down the hallway. The man made his way down, with a girl in a dress that made Justin drool. “What's good?” He grinned.

Justin recognized him from anywhere. “Shit Kevin, long time, no see.”

Kevin chuckled. “Cheers to that,” he said, taking a sip from his red cup. “Bout to give this beauty the ride of her life,” he laughed, gesturing to the girl by his side. Justin's mind wandered to Violet. He could definitely see this chick going down on his Violet. Too bad she was a prude.

“Sounds good. Wish I could join,” Justin joked. And Violet made her way out the bathroom, stumbling on air.

“Justin, I--“ She stopped when she noticed other people.

“Who's this?” Kevin smirked, his eyes going straight down her body . . . Justin didn't sit well with that.

“Violet,” he growled towards Kevin. She slipped away from their conversation and walked down the hall.

“She's a hot piece of ass,” he chuckled and Justin tried his best to not pound his face in.

“Yeah . . . Damn it. Violet!” He called. “Get your fucking ass over here!” She stopped and smirked. She stepped into a room and leaned against the side of the door. “Catch me,” she giggled, shutting the door.

Justin raised an eyebrow, but played along. This Violet made him want to do so many things to her.

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In this chapter you have more details about Justin, he'd kind of a douchebag, sorry ;)

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