One Life (Justin Bieber Vampire) {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 15

Aria POV:

I sat on my bed, staring at the dark night. Then eyed at the french doors Justin escaped through. I could hear the sadness and pain in his voice as he spoke to me replaying in my head.

I let out a frustrated sigh after falling backwards on my bed. I stared up towards the ceiling, thinking about Justin.

Why am I so confusing?

One moment I'm mad at him, and the next, I feel guilty and sympathy for him. I let out a groan and sat back up again. I looked down at the wooden floors, thinking for a moment. I stood up from my bed, exiting from my room. I placed my hand on the rail as I walking down the stairs.

As I reached the bottom, I heard a loud crash from the kitchen. I snapped my head towards the noise.

That can't be my parents, they aren't even home from work yet.

My heart was already pounding, I slowly walked towards the home phone.

I placed my hand over it when I heard another crash. But this time it was behind me.

With my heart already reaching to the point of exploding from fear and the adrenaline coursing through my whole body, I quickly picked up the phone. As I was about to dial 9-1-1, another hand, which obviously wasn't mine, took the phone away from me.

"We don't want the policemen ruining the fun, now do we?" A deep, dark voice whispered in my ear.

I let out a half scream, but a large hand covered my mouth.

"If you scream, I will kill you."

The man's hand grip tightened around my mouth, making it difficult to breathe.

"Now I know why my twin brother finds you so appealing. You smell delicious." His mouth came closer into my ear, making me flinch.

He let out a loud laugh, as if he was entertained with my reaction.

"Your funny. Do that again." he ordered.

I stared at him through the corner of my eye, in complete shock, and felt so much fear, it caused my whole body to shake. "W-What d-do you want from me?" I managed to speak out through his dirty hands.

"Oh... Nothing..." He paused for a moment. "Yet." I can feel him coming closer to my face. His nose lightly traced my jaw line, causing me to let out a gasp.

"Let go of me. Please." I managed to whimper.

"Now, why would I want to do that?" He asked in an annoyed tone.

"Just please let me go." I asked again, but this time with a little bit more confidence.

"Hmm... Nah." His hand immediately wrapped around my neck, tipping to the side. I tried to loosen his grip to get some air, but it only caused him to tighten it more. I could feel his mouth was right above my neck.

As I gasped for air, I could see the corner of my eyes beginning to fog

In the distance, I could hear a voice speaking to me saying. "Let go of her!" Wait, that voice... Could it be?...