Prisoner

Chapter 1

Violet's POV:

I cup the mug in both of my hands, taking a sip while continuing to watch the news.

"Today's weather will be rainy and cool. High of fifty five, low of fourty six. Back to Jeff Spring with today's highlights."

Today's the type of the day to just relax and stay in the house. It's sweater weather.

The camera switches over to the news reporter.

"This just in. One of America's most wanted criminals, Justin Bieber, has escaped from prison."

I feel my heart drop. 

This man is capable of anything. He was found guilty for over twenty five murders, four bank robberies, and the sudden chaos that goes on here in Chicago. 

I've never been associated with him and honestly, that's how I want it. He was found guilty of stalking a women, who the FBI won't reveal. 

I guess they don't want to add fuel to the fire.

"Bieber has been out for three hours now. We don't exactly know how he escaped, but there is some evidence that can help us figure it out. There was an explosion that caused a part of the wall in the jail to create an opening, allowing Bieber to be free."

What kind of jail was that? Shouldn't it be incapable of being destroyed?

"We have no clue for his whereabouts. If you do see him, report to the police immediately. But, be cautious. He doesn't feel sympathy. We're not trying to care you, we're just trying to stress to you how dangerous of a situation this is. He shows no mercy."

I shake my hand, reaching for the remote. I press the power button.

Can't stress about bullshit like that. Bieber is fuckin insane, but I'm more focused on my week off of work. 

I work as waitress at a local diner, I don't make much. That's why I have a second job at a bakery here in town, which really helps.

I wouldn't call myself financially well off, I'd say I'm just making it. 

I have an apartment of my own, which I love. It's quiet here.

I get up and look out the window, looking at the cloudy skies allowing rain to fall.

As much as I wanna stay inside today, I have to run some errands.

I let out a sigh and slip some shoes on, grabbing my keys and walking out my apartment.

Justin's POV:

I keep my head down, speed walking as rain hits my leather jacket. 

I had a friend from the past, Hugo, who helped me escape. We don't talk often, but I tricked him into helping me in exchange for one of my Cadillacs. 

Such a dumbass.

I set his ass up. The license plate on that Cadillac is the being tracked down as we speak. I used that car when I committed of my crimes. 

But, I couldn't tell him that. I needed to get out.

I walk around unfamilar city, taking alleys and sidewalks only.

I smell the aroma of something sweet causing me to look up, seeing I'm right outside a bakery.

I look to my right and see another alley and decide to take it. While walking through the alley, I see a ladder attached to the side of the building and decide to climb up, just for fun I guess.

When I reach the top, I see everything better. There's a park down the street, a bank a few blocks down, and a bunch of small stores surrounding.

I look around, seeing few people walk up and down this city. 

I already know the news broadcasted about my escape. I'm one of America's most wanted. Who wouldn't?

I continue to look around until my eyes stop, looking at one person.

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