Justin Bieber : One Shot Clean and Dirty

Worthless

"You worthless piece of shit!" Your father roars shoving you against the wall "What have I told you about following my rules, huh?" He questioned landing a rough blow to your gut making you double over in pain, the burning sensation only got worse when he ripped you to the ground by your hair "Get the fuck out of my sight." He grumbled finishing with a hard kick to your ribs

You laid on the ground in your own sobbing fit, soon enough you were able to stand to your feet and stumble to your bedroom, you picked up your phone off of your be just as it vibrated

Jason: 'Baby are you ok? Sorry I brought you home late it's my fault.'

'Why'd you freak out so much when your dad was standing in the window baby? I've never seen you get as nervous as that.'

'Babe seriously answer me in worried.'

'Call me when you get this, I love you.'

Holding back your sobs you pressed the call button and your phone started to ring, almost instantly he picked up "Baby, are you ok? Why didn't you answer my texts are you mad at me or-"You cut him off with a soft cry "Jason please come and get me." You made no effort to hold back your tears, simply enough you hit your breaking point "Juliet- why are you crying?" His tone grew harder in anger, you simply ignored his question and continued to cry even harder than before

"I'm on my way, pack your bags, you're coming with me." And with that the line clicked dead

You wasted no time in packing a suitcase with shaky hands, ignoring the constant pain in your ribcage you zipped it and set it on the floor, waiting for Jason to arrive. You heard his Mustang roaring down the driveway, that was your cue to get the hell out of there and never look back, and that's exactly what you did when you jumped from the window.

As soon as you spotted Jason you dropped your bag and ran to him, jumping into his open arms "Juliet." He breathed out in relief, setting you back on your feet he looked at your abdomen "What the fuck is that?" Your eyes widened pulling your sweatshirt down covering the bruise "Nothing, Jason I just want to leave." You pleaded quietly wrapping your arms around his waist

"I'm going to fucking kill that bastard." He growled making a move for the house but you were quick to pull him back "No, I want to leave, get away from all of this, please." His jaw clenched before he pressed a soft kiss to your cheek

You both stood hand in hand at the train station, your tickets for Stafford in hand as he carried both of your bags down the platform "You're safe now, from everything.