BitterSweet Love (A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)

Three: Danger and Mishaps

Chapter 3

I was about to jump on him to attack when a random girl came out of no where and screamed.

"Don't you dare hurt Justin." She said lifting her fist to punch me, but I twisted her wrist backwards and snapped it in seconds looking at her with a bored look as she screamed in pain. "Don't lift your fist at my face." I said through gritted teeth.

"Anyone else wanna try me because I promise I can do much more damage than a broken wrist" I asked to the crowd of girls watching intently. All of them backed down frightened.

"You're not gonna snap one of my body parts now too are you?" Justin asked wide-eyed yet still holding that signature smirk.

Suddenly realization hit that I looked and sounded completely mental. The fact that there were paps in the bushes just made matters all the worst.

"I... Ummm..." I said nervously feeling guilty. "I didn't mean... I mean I did mean it but I erm..." I tried to explain.

"You are fucking psychopathic, Scarlett. It was just a joke you didn't have to go breaking people's wrists. You really are a mental case." Justin said

"Holy shit someone call an ambulance and the cops the girl is unconscious!" Someone yelled

"Oh no" I muttered. What am I suppose to do now?

"Scar" Justin said grabbing my wrist rough and pulling me into a shaded area so that I wouldn't be seen.

"Shit, what am I suppose to do now I'm gonna be arrested, Justin!" I whisper yelled not to cause any more attention on myself.

"Now you have to listen to me. You need to run as far as your legs can take you opposite from the house. Try to find a disclosed place to hide so that this all blows over, and here's a disguise and a distraction for you to make your run for it." He said momentarily confusing me before taking off his hat and shirt to hand to me.

I stared at him dazed by what was happening for a second before snapping back into reality of girls screaming. I quickly put the shirt over my bathing suit along with the hat low to cover my face and made a mad dash for it. After about 20 minutes of solid sprinting in random directions and streets, I felt my lungs burning and my heartbeat unnaturally fast. Luckily I came up to a sort of secluded area filled with palm trees. I sank down to the ground under the protection of a huge palm tree instantly screaming out in pain of cutting my back on a sharp part of the tree. Guess it's Karma working her dark magic on me for snapping that girls wrist. I could feel myself losing blood, but what could I do? I was stuck who knows where, a fugitive of law. To make everything else all the words said came rushing back to me like daggers except these daggers didn't cause simple bleeding, these were the daggers that stabbed my mind and my heart. "You really are a fucking psychopath" "mental case" the other words said didn't stick out as much as Justin's did and his look of terror flashed back over and over, creating a distorted mental image. The girls scream echoed in my head making guilt surge through every part of my being and never have I ever in my life ever wished so much to be dead than in that very moment. My thoughts bled more that my wounds ever would.

It didn't feel like very long but I'm guessing it had been quite a while because the sun was not setting across the horizon. I wondered when it would be safe to go home. I guess my thoughts had been answered because I felt a sharp vibration on my head. I took off Justin's hat to find my cellphone. I wondered how it had got there, but then again I had lost a great bit of blood no doubt that had contributed to this.

From: Ryan

Scarlett where the fuck are you? The cops are looking for you. What happened?