Justin Bieber
I groaned as I saw a bright light, I slowly opened my eyes. It was a dark room, something like you would see in the Saw movies, minus the gory weapons.
"Hello Bieber," I felt the chair spin, until I saw Hughes, Ariana's bodyguard.
Standing in the corner was Mr. Goldman, Edward, and that bitch that told. Sabrina.
She was smirking.
"Hi," I replied bitterly.
"Is that anyway to treat your murderer?," he chuckled, looking at me manically.
"Fuck you! Fuck all of you!," I snapped.
"Watch that tongue boy," all the sudden, he had my tongue in between his thumb and index finger, holding a switch blade to it.
I jerked away and spit on him.
He growled and back handed me across the face. "You little fucker," he snapped.
I spit up some blood, and he grabbed me by my hair. "I can't wait to kill you," he whispered.
His breath reeked of alcohol, his eyes were dark and cold.
"Why are you doing this? You know I love her," I said.
"Because.. I want her," he said.
I began laughing my ass of.
"What are you, like 40?," I asked, between fits of laughter.
He he yanked my head backwards, and held the switch blade to my Adam's apple.
"Watch. That. Tongue. I'm 26," he replied.
"Ariana's 17," I said.
"And?,"
"Edward, you approve of that?," I hollered.
"I rather her date him, than your sorry ass," he replied.
"You're all fucking demented!,"
"Oh shut the fuck up, you bastard, Ariana doesn't care about you," I heard Sabrina's voice.
"Why the fuck are you even here?, you jealous bitch," I snapped on her.
She narrowed her eyes and turned towards her father, saying something I couldn't make out.
He then pressed the blade further against my neck. "One more word boy," he said lowly.
I clenched my jaw.
"I think it's time," I heard Edward say.
Hughes untied me, but kept the handcuffs on me, as he shoved me towards Edward.
Edward smirked and grabbed the back of my neck, walking me to another dark cold room.
He switched a dainty light on, and my eyes widened at what I saw. It was a tank, filled with water, and it was steaming from the top.
"W-what is this?," I stumbled over my words, as they caught in my throat.
"Nervous boy? I would be.. this is your special bath," he said to me.
"B-bath?,"
"It's 110 degrees farenheight, boiling hot my boy, and your gonna take a bath in it,"
"No I'm not," I shake my head, trying to jerk away.
He shoved me forward, and I lost my balance, and noticed my feet were cuffed too.
I saw Hughes throw him more chains, and Edward held me in place, wrapping them around my chest, and locking them.
He shook the key in my face, and my anger flooded heavily. He threw it to Hughes, who took a blow torch, destroying it.
He pushed me forwards the steps, and I couldn't pull or jerk away, with Hughes and Edward on either side of me.
This was it.
He pushed me up the wooden stairs and I stared down at the water. I gulped and closed my eyes.
'Please God, don't let me die. Please.' I silently prayed.
All the sudden, someone shoved me in, and I fell head first into the steaming water.
I screamed and jerked, at how hot the water was. It felt like it was melting my skin, I watched them laugh, and all exit the door.
This was the end.
I was gonna die.
Goodbye Ariana.
I love you.
Forever my Princess.
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Another chapter of Princess, hope you liked it, even though Justin is being killed off. Stayed tuned, and don't be mad xx
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