Lies // A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction

{Chapter Eight}

Justin POV:

I signaled the guys to drag Brandon towards the woods. The fucking nerve he had to talk about Kaitlyn that way. Hearing someone talk about her like that, just sends me over the edge. Especially when it came to threatening her about Jason's little clan of sick bastards. I've been part of Atlanta's gang for about a three years. The King's were the highest gang back in Canada in Stratford. We've had some incidents with them in the past, but they chose me as their target, and everyone else I occociate with outside of the gang. Why they chose me? Hell, I don't even know why. Was it because I'm basically the leader, right next to Andrew? I know I need to tell Kaitlyn. She's been nothing but good to me and I'm betraying her. Not now, but soon. If I tell her now, it would put her in danger.

Sighing, I follow Andrew and Kyle who were dragging Brandon's lifeless body behind the trees to the woods. Setting him down, I heard a groan escape from him lips, I looked down at him, "Are you going to talk? Or would you take your death sentence instead?"

Sitting up, he tried spitting in my face. I put my foot on his chest, laying him back down. "Damn Brandon. Who would've thought you wanted to die so quickly?" I pulled my gun out from the back of my waistline, and aimed it towards Brandon's head. Before I had the chance to pull the trigger, he grabbed my ankle and pryed my foot off of him. Which made me lose my balance, and fall on my back. He tried fleeing the scene, but Andrew caught him. They were exchanging punches constantly, but with one final blow to the nose, Andrew made Brandon stumble backwards and fall down. I got back up and aimed the gun straight at him, "take this as a sign, for the King's not to fuck with us." I spat.

And within a split second, I pulled the trigger, causing the bullet to go right through his chest. Killing him instantly.

But as soon as the shot was fired, I heard a small wimper come from behind me. I thought the impossible. When I looked at Kyle and Andrew, they were both standing still looking behind me, with a blank expression spread across their faces. When I turned around to see for myself, I found Kaitlyn standing there. White as a ghost, staring back into my eyes. Her face full of fear.

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END OF CHAPTER EIGHT.

SO MUCH DRAMA IN THIS CHAPTER. I'M SORRY IT WAS SO SHORT. But I've been working so hard on these past couple of chapters! I really hope you guys like them

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