Bates Motel: Justin Bieber

Chapter 21

   After periodically making out with Violet until one in the morning, Justin started to head home. He had things to take care of in the morning. He pulled off in his truck and drove down the road. He eventually stopped at a gas station to get a case of beer and that's when his phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Hey Justin,” said a sultry voice. “It's Sarah.”

Justin racked his brain for any recollection of a Sarah. It was the girl he met two weeks ago at a bar.

“Oh, Sarah. What's up?” He said sounding bored. Whatever she was about to offer, he'd most likely turn her down.

“You should come over. I brought a couple friends,” she smirked.

Damn, he thought. My weakness. Justin's mood instantly lightened and he had this devilish smile on his face. The thought of having multiple girls bent over at his will made his dick harden on the spot.

“Oh yeah? Get them ready because I'm coming.”

Justin sped off in his truck after he'd gotten her address. He was one for a good night every night and a few hot girls touching all over him was a great night.

But it all turned to shit when he called out Violet's name while some bitch sucked his dick. She wasn't bothered, but Justin definitely was. He's never done that before and it scared him to think that it'd happen again.

He didn't feel in the mood anymore, so he pushed her head away from him, grabbed his shirt, pulled up his pants, and left muttering, “I gotta go.”

Sarah tried to chase after him but running outside with her tits bouncing everywhere wouldn't be too kid-friendly.

What the hell is wrong with me? He couldn't get Violet out of his head. Not while sleeping because he dreamt about her. Not while drinking because he'd continue to think about her and have these random images of having kids with her. And he couldn't have sex because he'd say her name? God, he sounded whipped.

“Fuck,” he mumbled, running his fingers through his hair. He locked his truck and rushed inside his house. Sleeping was not an option.

-

Justin didn't really have a best friend, besides Ryan, because one day they'll either leave or turn on you and Justin's learned that the hard way. But if he had to choose, it'd be Tyler. He's been in Justin's line of work since he started.

“I need to get my family out of here, man.”

Justin took a sip of his whiskey and asked, “Why?”

“Kevin fucking threatened to kill them if I don't get him a girl by next Saturday. I told him when we made the deal, my family wouldn't be involved.”

Justin wanted to laugh in Tyler's face. He was so trusting of other people, it got him in trouble many times. But that's how he became friends with Justin. But he knew how Kevin was. He was a disgusting piece of shit.

Kevin had many connections. And if he wanted you dead, you would be instantly. He's the leader of a small drug trade and not only does he trade drugs, he sells girls as prostitutes against their will. Justin isn't involved in that part, just the drugs. He needs money and if doing drug runs pays good money, why not?

But knowing Kevin, he has to be careful and not piss him off. Otherwise, he could end up dead. Or Kevin could ask too much of him.

“That's why I ain't involved with that shit.”

“It's easy money, bro,” Tyler chuckled.

“Easy money but your family's in danger. Dude, what about your sister? Kevin will kill everyone but her and do who knows what with her,” Justin said. He's personally met his sister and he's always thought that she's gonna be trouble for her parents when she grows up. She was a beautiful and sweet twelve year old girl and she held a special place in Justin's heart. He'd always make sure to buy her something if he knew he'd see her again.