Kidnapped (A Justin Bieber story)

Chapter - 15

Heads up. Faith will be talking mainly in her thoughts throughout this chapter. She when she does it will be in this font.

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Faith's POV

"Faith, baby girl. Come on get up. We have to get to the meeting." Justin said rubbing my thighs.

I ignored him and continued to lay down. I'm not about to make myself look weak. And the only thing I can think of to piss him off and make him feel bad is give him the silent treatment and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

"Faith get up. I know you're awake." He said more angry now.

'Yeah. No shit dumbass.'

I got up without saying a word and jumped in the shower. I washed my body and not my hair because I'd done it yesterday. When I got out I wrapped a towel around my body and quickly brushed my teeth and hair. I then walked out and to my closet to pick out today's clothes.

"Um. I wonder what's under this towel." Justin said lightly tugging on my towel from behind.

I turned around and slapped his hand away, and then continued to get my clothes.

After a while of searching I finally found my outfit. Since the almost spring weather is warm I chose out a cute flowered skirt that went just above my knees and a white half shirt that reached just above my belly button along with some white wedge's.

I knew by wearing this I was putting myself on thin ice, but who cares. It's cute and Justin can suck a dick.

I walked into the bathroom with everything in my hands and quickly changed. When I walked out Justin blew up!

"What the fuck are you wearing?!" He snapped.

'Clothes asshole.'

I looked down at my outfit and then up at him.

"Hum." I mumbled, shrugging my shoulders.

"Go change, now." He demanded.

He knew he liked my outfit, because he couldn't seem to stop staring at me. Even though only my stomach was showing, and it's not like I was flashing my boobs or my ass to everyone.

I shook my head in response and then placed my wedge's on my feet. I buckled the small belt-like thing on then stood.

Justin was fuming. If I pissed him off anymore smoke may come out of his ears.

'Let's see if I'm right.' I smirked.

(A/N In case you're confused. Comments like Faith's above in this font are what she's thinking since she is not talking to Justin.)

"I don't have time to argue with you. Come on before we're late. It's already 11:43 and the meeting starts at 12:00. And it's unprofessional if the leader is late."

'Unprofessional? Like he was ever professional in the first place.' I laughed to myself. Justin looked over at me like I was crazy. Causing me to laugh again.

"Come on." He said as he grabbed my hand. He led me down stairs and I snatched my hand away from his.

"What's wrong with you?"