Lies // A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction

{Chapter Seven}

Kaitlyn POV:

I turn my head towards the clock on my dresser and the time reads "9:30 PM". I assumed Justin was going to leave soon. I quickly dress into skinny jeans, a white shirt and pull a hoodie over it.

I put my hair up into a messy bun and sighed. I nearly jumped when I heard my bedroom door open, to find Justin standing in the door way. 

"Kaitlyn.. I'm going out to the store really quick. I'll be back in half in hour okay?"

I nodded my head slowly.

"Oh, and another thing." He continued, "I'm sorry about earlier. I know I've been acting like a douche, and I just wanted to apologize."

I waved my hand dissmisevly, "Don't worry about it."

He smiled a little bit, "Okay, I'll be back."

I nodded a final time.

As soon as I heard the front door open and shut, I scoffed. It was 9:45 at night. Who would go to the store at this time? I rolled my eyes and hurried down the stairs, and out the front door. After seeing Justin's silhouette just a couple feet away I walk in his direction. To be safe, I pull my hood up just in case Justin might turn around and find me following him. Which I didn't need to happen at the moment. 

I see an abandoned house in the distance. I assumed this was the "warehouse" Justin was talking about. I saw a large group of trees, thinking that I can hide there. I move behind the trees, seeing Justin walk over to a group of guys I've never seen before. I saw another guy walk out of the warehouse, "The fuck are you guys doing here? This is King's territory." The guy said coldly.

King's territory?

"Easy Brandon. We're just here to talk." One of the guys from Justin's group said. So that's what his name was..

"I'm not talking for shit." Brandon spat.

"Really?" My eyes grew wide when I saw one of the guys pull out a gun and aimed it for Brandon's head. He stood still.

"What is Jason doing here? You know Atlanta is our territory Brandon. What is the fucker doing here hm? And what is he planning?" Justin spoke up.

"I don't need to tell you shit Bieber."

Justin raised an eyebrow and the guy coked the gun in it's position.

"Anyway, why don't you go back to your little whore back at home? The bitch is making you weaker by the day. I actually appreciate her doing that. It's making it easier for us to kill you." He smirked.

Justin's eyes grew mad with rage, "Don't you DARE talk about her like that. She's not a whore, and trust me. She is not making me weaker. I can kill you simply Brandon. And your little group of wanna be faggots. Including Jason."

"You couldn't even do shit Bieber. The King's are more powerful than you and your bitches will ever be. We're more dangerous than you will ever be."

"Meanwhile I killed one of your group members with a shot to the head just a few months ago." Justin said with a smile.

I covered my mouth with my hand. 

"That may be so, but you know what Jason is capable of. I mean hell, he'd make you suffer. Take your little girl toy for example. He can do things to her and you'd just be stuck to a chair and watch. Don't fuck with us Justin. "

Justin's eyes grew dark and he walked up to Brandon and point straight knocked him out with a blow to his jaw, "Should've thought twice on what to say you little fuck."

He cocked his head over to the trees right where I was hiding, "take him in the woods, and finish him off there."

I'm fucked.

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END OF CHAPTER SEVEN.

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