Fifty Shades of Fucked Up

"Time to even out some things."

*Justin's P.O.V*

I don't like this. I can't handle this. These feelings inside of me, they're not what I want. They need to leave.
THEY NEED TO LEAVE ME ALONE.

The moment when I first laid eyes on her, I knew she was trouble.
Pale skin, wavy black hair, blue eyes, her beautiful smile and the way she kept biting her lip because she was so nervous, I loved it. Every single minute of it. I find confident sexy on women but her constant state of nervousness attracted me in a weird kind of way. It just made me think that she wasn't afraid to show people what she really is and how she's feeling inside. Like she doesn't care if people laugh on her. And I respect that because that's someone I once was, but not anymore, which is why I need to stop thinking about her like that. My world is way too complicated, way too dangerous. I can't involve her in that. Lord knows I'm barely breathing since the last time it all crashed in on me. I don't think my heart has enough courage anymore. Even thinking about her like that feels like a betrayal to Violet. Violet was and always will be the love of my life.

*flashback*

"You think you're too fucking smart huh, McCann. You think nothing can ever hurt you. Well think again kid" he laughed through the phone.

"Shut your fucking mouth, bitch. I don't have the fucking time for your empty ass threats" I spat.

"Well, well, I guess you'll listen much better if your whore told you that, huh." He sneered and then I heard someone else's voice through the phone, " Jason...Jason..Please save me, they'll kill me...Jason please help me Jason please...please" she cried.

Hearing her voice, hearing her cry shattered me from the inside. And I went numb for a moment, trying to understand what just happened.

"Cat got your tongue now, Jason?" He laughed.

"I will fucking tear your to pieces, you motherfucker. How fucking dare you put your hands on her! I will kill you!" I panicked.

"Well hurry up, kid. She doesn't have a lot of time." He laughed and then the line went blank.

*flashback over*

I can't stay away from her. The more I try, the more I feel myself going insane. How crazy is this?! I mean I don't even know her. But I have this urge of not letting go of her. I was fine this morning and suddenly she walks in and now it's like I don't even know how to function anymore without her presence. But keeping her close, letting her enter my life, that's too dangerous. This is driving me insane.

After talking to myself for an hour, I finally pick up the phone and dial.

"Grace? Call Ms. Collins and tell her she's hired. Also ask her if she would like to meet me for lunch tomorrow so we could discuss some things regarding the job."

I don't know if what I'm doing is safe for her or not. Why am I thinking about this so much?! We can keep things professional. In fact, we have to keep things professional at any cost. That's the only way.

I wasn't done with my thoughts yet when my phone rang.

"Hello, Bieber here." I said curtly.

"Cut the crap, Jason, it's only me. I got a lead on Johnson. That motherfucker is staying in this apartment here uptown." Bruce spoke up.

"Text me the address. I'm going to kill that motherfucker tonight. He might've been lucky in the past but tonight, he's going down." I spat in rage.

Time to even out some things.

Author's Note:
Soooo...the story took the first turn here. Let me know what do you guys think about it via comments. Also if you have ideas or insights, please feel free to comment. And please vote for the story if you like it, it would mean so much to me. This is my first fanfiction so please be generous. <3 Thank you so much for reading <3