If I Die... (Final Ending to Deadly in Love)

Chapter 43

(Justin's pov)
Christie's worried sick about me. She's all I can think of as we're driving to
Jason's place, a.k.a. our old house. Drew's on my mind too. He's part of the reason why I'm here.
"I can't believe my brother, man."
Za's been stressing over his brother and all the shit he's been putting us through.
"Aye, you don't have to kill him. Just give him what he deserves. We won't kill him. Right, Bieber?"
Khalil glanced at me in the mirror. I'm sitting in the back.
"I guess not."
It's hard not to kill someone who brings physical and emotional pain to my family.
"He won't do any harm."
Khalil told Za. All 4 of us are loaded with guns and knifes, just in case. It's 4 of us against 8 of them. We all have people depending on us to stay alive.
"Alright, we're here. Za, just focus on your brother. Bieber, you do the same thing and get Drew. Ryan and I will get whoever we can."
Khalil explained and we nodded.
"Let's go."
Khalil set his gun. We got out and creeped to the back door. I could see one of Jason's guys sorting drugs from the window. We busted through the door, and Khalil stabbed him quietly, blood flooding the tiles of the floor. We silently walked to see 4 guys, one of them being Twist, on the couch. Khalil and Za moved behind them, but one of the guys caught them.
"Shit!"
The guys cursed; then Ryan shot him in the head. That's when Twist and the other 2 guys sprung up. I searched upstairs for Jason, studying for any signs. Gunshots and crashes were heard from downstairs. I opened one of the bedrooms doors to see 2 guys talking. Shit! They saw me. I set my gun then shot one. The other guy came at me and unsuccessfully attempted to stab me. I took this chance to shoot him dead.
"If you're looking for Jason, he's not here!"
I heard someone yell from downstairs. I ran downstairs to see Twist on the ground.
"Where is he?!"
Khalil hollered.
"At the hospital."
Twist had a smirk that just dared me to murder him. That's when we all rushed out the door. My heart wouldn't stop falling over and over. My phone buzzed, and I answered it. It was Christie's number.
"Nice try, Justin, but I'm always one step ahead of you."
Jason's voice spoke evilly.
"Don't you dare fucking touch her or-"
But Jason hung up.
"Fuck!"
I banged the window.
"Hey! Cut it out, Justin. We're just as pissed as you are!"
Ryan shouted as Khalil drove past red lights and speed limits. We're all angry yet panicky at the same time, because who knows what's happening to our girls right now. Khalil parked but didn't even turn the car off. We all flew out of the car without bothering to shut the doors. We could care less if the car was stolen. We took elevator, and it felt like a million years to get to our floor. Once the door opened, we all stumbled over each other to get to our room.
"Za!"
Brie and the girls were outside the door, crying and looking terrified.
"Where's Christie?"
I had a really bad feeling that she's in the room.
"Your brother...he locked us out with Christie inside. We tried to stop him. We really did, Justin."
Stacy and Kayla cried. I noticed that Stacy had a bruise on her right cheek. I tried the door, but it was locked. Dammit! There were nurses, and I could see police car lights from the window. Fuck. I twisted the knob as tight as I could.
"Dude, you're gonna hurt yourself."
Za warned.
"I've done this before."
I don't care if I break my wrists. I'm gonna get this door open, for Christie and Drew. Finally, I heard a loud pop, and the door broke open.
"Stay here."
I told them as I walked inside. I saw Christie crying unevenly, curled up in bed. I heard Drew crying in the corner. There I saw Jason snickering at me.
"What did you do?!"
I lunged at him, but I stopped at the sound of a gun setting. Jason held it against Drew's small head as Drew cried loudly. Christie cried harder and hid under the covers.
"You think I'm fucking stupid, Bieber?"
Jason hissed.
"Don't you dare!"
I growled at him, being cautious as well.
"Hey, baby, you might want to see this."
Jason spoke to Christie, who removed the blanket from her face to look at me in worry and fear.
"Shut up! Don't talk to her!"
I spat in anger.
"I can do whatever I want. Right, sweetheart?"
Jason threatened her with a gun.
"Get up!"
Jason made her jump in fear and tremble all over. She stood up in tears and hugged herself.
"Do something stupid. I dare you, baby."
Jason smirked at her then yanked her by the arm. Christie cried and said something to me, but I couldn't make it out. She was crying too hard.
"Stop crying, dammit! How do you deal with two babies in the house?"
Jason spoke in irritation.
"Shut the hell up! What's your fucking problem?!"
I spat angrily.
"Which one should I kill first. Your choice."
He smirked at me.
"You. I want to kill you first, asshole!"
I took out a knife, so he could see it.
"Hm, I guess that'll do."
Jason forcefully shoved Christie on the floor and tossed Drew on her. That's when I couldn't get anymore angrier, and I threw the first punch at him. He snickered again then punched me back. I tackled him on the floor as Christie crawled away. We continuously punched each other until both of us were beaten; neither of us showed it though. I kicked his gun away, so I could have the advantage. Unfortunately, he managed to take the knife from me. Fuck.
"I'll make you pay!"
Jason aimed the knife for my chest, but I moved away and hit him in the ribcage.
"I didn't do shit to you!"
I got free from his hold.
"You're right, but I'm getting revenge on them for sending me to hell."
Jason stabbed me in arm, barely cutting me, so I shoved him into the wall. I threw numerous blows at him until I felt a sharp pain in my side. He just stabbed me, but thankfully it was on my side. It still hurt like a bitch.
"Justin!"
I heard Christie scream in worry. I have to take a break. Ow, shit, this hurts. I kneeled on the floor, giving Jason the advantage.
"Leave him alone!"
Suddenly, I heard Christie cry. I saw her pointing the gun to Jason's head.
"Christie, don't. Put the gun down, baby."
I gotta say that she did help me get back on my feet. However, she needs to stay out of this. She's gonna get hurt.
"I'm shaking in my shoes. I fucking dare you to shoot."
Jason snickered at her.
"Give it to me, Christie."
I looked in her teary eyes. She sobbed and extended her arm to me. Unfortunately, Jason grabbed the gun and knocked Christie out by hitting her head. Dammit.

(A/N: Btw This story is coming to an end soon😢 like, there'll probably be about 5-7 more chapters. Next post is on Thursday)

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