Chess [Justin Bieber interracial fanfic]

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I start banging on the door like a mad woman.
"Let me out. Please let me out." I scream. I keep banging and then notice it's hopeless.
"Hello there." I hear a voice say behind me. I don't even dare to turn around and look.
"Please there's a weird person talking to me. Please." The person comes up to me.
"It's okay. I'm here for a reason. I'm here to make you feel special." He whispers trailing kisses on my neck. I push him away and turn to look at him. I see an old man. Okay, not too old. Roughly around 40.
"W-who are you?" I ask. Stepping back.
"Oh you don't know?" He smirks.
I shake my head. He lets out a laugh.
"Your a virgin eh? Well that's about to change real soon." He says taking off his belt.
"That's the point of this red room, for naught little girls to learn lessons that they'll never forget." He chuckles coming closer to me.
"Please. Please." I whimper. I run back to the door.
"Somebody open the door somebody please please." I cry. I fall to my knees and keep banging. I then hear a door being unlocked.
"Indika?" I look up and see Justin.
"Justin. Justin." He hugged me and rocked me slowly.
"It's okay baby girl it's okay." He sang.
"H-He was gonna rape me-"
"Who?" Justin shouted balling his fists. I point towards the man. Justin walks right up to him and punches him in the face.
"Don't you dare lay your hands on my girl again understood?" He yells. The man gives a small nod and Justin walks back to me and wraps his arm around me.
"Let's get out of here." He whispers.
"Thank you so much Justin. You literally saved my life." I say giving a small smile.
"Anything for my princess." He grins.
"I'm not your princess!" I exclaim.
He shrugs his shoulders.
"You and I both know you are." He smirks. I roll my eyes.
"Nobody can find me. Nobody should know that I'm not in that stupid room anymore. Especially not Master." I say worried.
"It's alright babe, I got you. You can just stay in my room. I'll bring you food and everything." He smiles.
"Wow. Thanks. Why are
you being so nice to me?" I ask curiously.
"Because a man needs to care for his diamond!" He grins.
"Oh won't you Shut up about this diamond business!" I giggle.
"Justin?" We hear a voice call.
"Justin honey why did you leave dinner so early is something the matter?" Justin and I both look at each other.
"It's my mom. Quick go into my room." He says opening the door and pushing me inside.
"It'll look normal if you're in your room too." I say pulling him in. I then hide in his wardrobe.
"Justin. There you are. Are you okay?" His mother asks in a sweet voice.
"Mom. I'm fine. Just errm wasn't hungry anymore. That's all."
"Justin can I ask you something?"
"Shoot." Justin replies.
"Why are you sticking up for the black girl? Why are you choosing her over your family? You can clearly see. She's black we're white. You're better than her. She's not even pretty." Wow. Well that hurt. Bad. Tears start to stream down my face as I try to hold in my cries.
"Mom stop right there. With all due respect, you're talking nonsense. She's black. I'm white. So what? Her colour doesn't matter. It's about what a person is within. And don't talk about her like that. I thought you'd be different but now I know you're just as rude and as racist as dad. Now if there is nothing else you have to say to me, please leave." He spat. His mother doesn't say anything else but just leaves.
"You can come out now." Justin laughs.
I open the wardrobe door and step out. "Indika are you okay?" Justin asks concerned once he notices my puffy red looking eyes.
"You're mom is right. Your dad is right. There is no reason as to why you should stick up for me. I'm black your white. I'm wrecking your family. I bet you were all so happy but now I've come into the picture you're separating. You've shouted at your dad to defend me and now look at how you've just spoken to your mom it's all my fault. Your moms right. I don't deserve you. I'm not even that pretty." I cry. Justin doesn't look sad, he looks angry.
"Shut up." He says staring at me.
"What?" I say wiping my cheek.
"You're just talking a lot of rubbish so shut up." He says with a straight face.
"Justin I'm not talking rubb-"
"You're saying that you're the reason my family is wrecked. That's rubbish you're not. You're saying that you don't deserve me. That's rubbish. I don't deserve you. And worst of all you're saying you're not pretty. That's complete rubbish because you are so beautiful that words can't explain. So shut up." He says showing no expression.
"Fine." I shrug. He then strolls towards me and kisses me very deeply.
"That should teach you to shut up."

a/n
This chapter is a bit iffy but maybe you still liked. Did ya? Doubt it. Oh well. Keep reading my lovelies!
-kendra👸🏿✨.