Direct Messages // JB [COMPLETED]

[34] - guns

(6 more chapters 😳😱)

Justin's POV
-------------------------------------------------------------
"Sup dude" I say as a bro hug my good friend Za. "Wattup Bieber. Long time no see" he says, patting my back. As soon as he pulls away I see, Fuck. Selena.

"What is she doing here" I spit lowly I'm his ear. "We've been, having Playtime, I guess you could say" he says smirking. What! They've been fucking. I mean, sure, me and her aren't together but still, he is my best friend and she's fucking my first love.

"Well then, crack on dude but I think I'm gonna go home, I've got things to do"I say whilst backing out. Before I leave the room, Selena winks at me. I scoff in disgust and walk out of the studio. I get in my car and drive back home.

Once I get home I go to my home studio. I turn on the lights and grab my guitar. It's been 2 years since I brought out another album. Journals was just a small project that blew up so I did a small tour.

I've got so much emotions and feelings inside me that I need to get out, and music is the only thing that does that. I grab my notebook and a pen and begin writing down lyrics. As I'm thinking of lyrics I notice Maggie left her laptop here. I wouldn't mind taking another trip over there to see my baby. I grab her laptop and get back in my car. 

Once I'm on the freeway I see traffic, and a lot of it. Ugh,,, evening traffic my favorite.

Maggie's POV
-------------------------------------------------------------
"Dad?" I say, shocked. I've never talked about my dad to anyone because I just want him to be out of my life forever. He is a bad man, but only my family can see that.

"Hello darling, can I come in?" He asks, mystery and spite in his voice. "Why?" I ask, not wanting to deal with him. "Because I need to talk to you about your little friend" he says, making me confused.

"Who, Justin?" I ask, why would my dad want to talk about Justin. "Yes, he's a bad man, and I don't want you getting hurt" he says making me scowl.

"If any man has hurt me in my life it was you. You hurt my family and I don't like that" I spit, my blood boiling. "I didn't fucking hurt anyone, I did something wrong, very wrong," he shouts, moving closer towards me making me back up, "but, that doesn't mean I regret what I did" he says, lowly and angry. He grabs my arm and pins me against the wall making me let go of my suitcase. I whimper out in pain, making him chuckle lowly. "You really haven't fucking changed. Your still a woman beater you fucking piece of shit" I scream, hoping my neighbors will here. "Shut the fuck up" he says, wrapping his hand around my neck, choking me. "S-stop" I choke out. He laughs again and then knees my stomach,still holding me up.

I wince in pain, but that gets worse when I hear the call of my name. "Maggie" Justin shrieks, clearly shocked. He begins to run over but stops. I stare at him, confused but then begin to cry when I see my dad pointing a gun at Justin. "Please sir, let go of Maggie, I don't know who you are or why your here but please let her go, I'm begging" Justin panics. "Please don't hurt him" I whimper out, tears running down my cheek. "Well, no can do, Bieber, because....i'm her dad" he says, making Justin's eyes go wide.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Lol dramaaaa!!!!!

All you people that thought it was Madison