Cheat; a Justin Bieber fanfiction

Chapter 12

"John, stop it please!" I screamed.

"John, get back here you bastard!" Justin yelled.

John stopped abruptly and dropped me.

I whimpered and crawled away.

"Justin, this girl is a fucking monster. She killed my son, and now I'm gonna kill her." he said.

"She didn't kill him! I did." Megan said walking out of the bathroom.

John turned and looked at me and looked back to Megan.

He started running towards Megan and he punched Justin.

Justin fell to the floor with a thud.

I grabbed a vase that was behind me and ran over to John and slammed it to his head.

The vase broke to a million pieces and John fell to the ground.

Megan looked up to me and then looked over to John.

Her eyes widened.

I looked over to Justin, and his eyes were shooting out of his head.

"What. The. Actual. Fuck." Megan said.

"What? You would think I would just let him kill you?" I asked.

John started to groan and move around.

"Shit shit shit shit shit." I said, pacing.  

Justin walked over to John and picked him up.

"Autumn, get the rope over there for me please?" he asked.

"Megan, get the chair." I told her, catching on to Justin's little plan.

She grabbed the chair and dragged it to where Justin was taking John.

We tied him up to the chair and waited for him to wake up.

The only thing was that he looked so innocent.

I kind of felt bad.

Fuck.

***

After a while, I saw him move a little.

"Guys, look." I said.

Justin and Megan turned their heads towards John and looked back at me, nodding their heads.

He slowly opened his eyes, and he saw us three sitting in front of him.

He went fucking crazy.

He shouted so many negative things to me.

Asshole.

"You little bitch! When I get out of this, I will kill you!" John yelled at me.

"Look, asshole! I never killed your crazy fucking son!" I screamed.

"Then who did?" he said.

"Me." Megan said.

"When I'm done with you, you will be wishing you were dead." he said.

"Well your crazy son tried to kill me! All I was doing was saving my-fucking-self!" she shouted.

"HE WASN'T CRAZY!" John shouted.

"YES, HE WAS! He kidnapped me, raped me, stabbed me, and tried to kill Megan! And, he made you rape Megan! And remember you told me that he said he was gonna kill your three daughters? Huh? Remember that?" I said.

He looked to the ground.

"I remember you saying that he was crazy. Am I wrong?" I asked.

He looked at me.