Justin’s POV:
I layed down on my bed scrolling through my phone occasonally glancing over at my door to see if Selena would enter. She didn’t. I checked the time on my phone and it was 9am on a Saturday morning, and Selena wasn’t cuddling with me on my bed right now. I had no idea what she was and she has been gone for over 30 minutes now. Maybe she was making me breakfast? But I don’t think it would take this long to make food. Plus I would have heard the sound of maybe some pots or pans clanging together but it was dead silent in my house except for the few times the air conditioner kicked on making the house rattle. My mom didn’t even come up and talk to me about Selena which was unusual, but maybe Selena was downstairs making a suprise for me. If I went down there now and she wasn’t finished she would probably most likely yell at me and I didn’t want to take those chances.
I ruffled my fingers through my messy brown hair and gnawed on my bottom lip while scrolled through my phone. The sound of the front door opening and closing echoed throughout the house. “Justin!” I heard my mom yell from downstairs. She sounded very tired and out of breath but panic also filled her words.
"Up here!" I shouted back to her.
I heard the sound of her footsteps quickly running up the stairs and she barged through the door, panting and the corners of her lips drooping downwards. Water filled up in her eyes as she ran towards me and tackled me with a hug and started sobbing in my shoulder.
"Mom what’s wrong?" I worriedly asked her, pulling her back by her shoulders and peeling her away from me. My mom hardly ever cries so seeing her like this something must have gone wrong.
"Someone took Selena, they drove away with her in a truck. I tried chasing after them but I couldn’t…" She croaked as she wiped the falling tears away from her cheeks.
I shot up from my bed and swung my door open and raced down the stairs. I kicked open the front door and rushed down the steps of my house, my heart beating faster with every step I took. I ran out into the middle of the street and looked down the road. I sort of stood there for a while unsure of what to do. I was so fucking angry and confused in what I just heard, why would anyone take Selena? I furiously combed my fingers through my tangled hair and clenched my jaw. No sign of cars was seen. No anything driving away form here. Selena was gone.
Dylan’s POV:
I sat in the truck driving over to Ariana’s house with a million troubles fogging up my mind. Fear overruled my heart at this point, a fear of Ariana. I was truly terrified of her. I didn’t want to do half of the stuff I did but I had to becuase of Ariana. I know I was taller and stronger than her but man, she was horrifying.
The first time I met her I thought twice about love at first sight. She took my breath away when she entered my first period, her hair flowing around her shoulders and when she looked at me I could have sworn I was drooling. She was just that beautiful. But when we started to see each other I found out she was nothing but over controlling and cruel. Every second we spent together she would boss me around and mumble to herself about Justin Bieber and her cousin Selena. She plotted to me about her plan to get rid of Selena and take Justin for herself, and I basically became Ariana’s slave.
I turned down a corner and into a neighborhood, the truck rattling as I passed over a couple of bumps in the road. I hope Selena was okay in the back, I didn’t mean to be so harsh with her. She was a really nice and very pretty woman and I hated doing this to her. But business is business, and I can’t ruin that.
I pulled up to a house in the middle of the coldesac and put the truck and park, taking in a deep breath. I hopped out of the truck, slamming the door behind me and quickly striding over to the back of the truck. I peered over the top and saw Selena’s numb body coiled up in a ball, slightly twitching. She was still alive and the injection was wearing off which means I needed to speed things up.
I grabbed her body and slung it over my shoulder. I proceeded to walk up to the house, admiring how beautiful it was, yet scary. Two storied, gigantic and white with glass windows covering the second floor so you can see directly in. It looked faily modern and simple, nothing too fancy. But knowing what lived inside of it made my spine tingle with fear and made my mind have second thoughts about coming here. I walked straight up to the door and rang the doorbell, nervously tapping my foot to the ground and chewing on my bottom lip. Hopefully things go right today.
Barbara’s POV:
I stuck a cigarette between my lipstick covered lips and inhaled, the smoke filling my lungs up before puffing it out in one exhale. Ariana let out a loud laugh and blew a cloud of smoke in my face. Today was a simple day of work with her and we decided to take advantage of it, sitting at her place drinking and smoking while her parents were away. I was so fucking glad I had a friend like Ariana, bitchy but also very rich.
"You should have seen that bitch’s face! She looked so fucking stupid!" Ariana laughed, slapping a hand to her knee and sticking her cigarette back into her mouth.
"Yeah I know, you totally kicked her ass though. What a fucking pussy." I replied with a slight smile. I flicked my cigarette butt onto the table and laced my fingers around the base of my beer bottle. I tipped my head back and downed the liquid, every last drop then slamming it down onto the table.
"Fuck Barbs you really know how to drink." Ariana snickered next to me.
I shrugged my shoulders and gave her a cocky grin, “Well you know. Practice.”
The doorbell rang and it echoed through the house and rang in my ears. I got up and brushed off my skinny jeans and straightened out my tank top, and clumsily walked towards the front door. “Barbara you are so fucking wasted.” Ariana erupted into laughter behind me and I casually flipped her off while sticking my tongue out at her.
I opened up the door and saw Dylan flashing a slight smile at me while carrying Selena’s body over his shoulder. Excitement sparked inside of me and I grabbed Dylan’s hand and pulled him inside quickly slamming the door behind him.
"Oh the slut is here! Throw her down on the couch babe." Ariana said through puff of smoke.
I clapped my hands together and could barely contain the smile on my face. Ariana and I have been planning this ever since we saw Justin with Selena at school. Seeing Selena like this made my heart clench with joyous excitement. We finally get to teach Selena the lesson she deserves.
Justin’s POV:
I sat on my mom’s bed craddling her in her arms as she sobbed to herself. I should be crying too, but I just couldn’t. It felt like the tears were going to flod out of me at any given moment but they just didn’t. I wanted to feel strong in front of my mother. I wanted to reassure her that everything was going to be okay. But I didn’t even know if anything was going to be fine or not. We had no idea who took Selena, or where she was. I clenched her phone in my hand as another missed call from her mom. I felt bad for not telling Selena’s parents about Selena, but I didn’t want them to think that my mom and I were irresponsible and we couldn’t keep and eye on Selena. What if they forbid me from seeing her again? I couldn’t let that happen.
"Who would do this?" My mom sobbed into my chest. But that was an excellent question, who would take Selena?
