Kidnapped (A Justin Bieber story)

Chapter - 36

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Song(s) for this chapter:

That should be me - Justin Bieber
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~Faith's POV~

The cold night breeze blew as I stood on the large front porch, waiting for Tyler to arrive. My tears chilled my cheeks every time a small breeze blew.

I wiped the tears from my cheeks when a black Range Rover pulled into the long driveway. Tyler stepped out of the drivers seat and stood behind the door for a few seconds, but began walking toward me as I made my way to him. He held his arms open for me as I approached him so I slowly walked into them and sobbed into his chest as he wrapped his arms around me. After a minute or two he pulled away and looked down at me.

"Darling what happened?" He asked, sympathy in his eyes.

"I-ill tell you later." I replied, "can we get going? Please?" I asked, my voice rushed.

"Yeah." Tyler nodded. He pulled me into his side, providing a small amount of warmth while we walked to his car.

He opened and closed the passenger door for me before walking over to the drivers side, then took off down the road once he started the Rover. My sobs slowed to small whimpers and sniffles while the both of us remained silent. The situation we were in was already awkward, I didn't want to make it worse by bawling my eyes out.

Tyler placed a friendly hand on my thigh, giving it a comforting squeeze. I looked over at him, a guilty look in his eyes.

"Why do you look guilty?" I asked, attempting to laugh.

"I just don't like seeing you this way." He sighed. "You're like one of my best friends."

I smiled at how caring he was being. It was true. We are best friends, for the past few weeks I've became good friends with Tyler. It means even more that he didn't think twice about coming to get me.

A laid my head against the window as tears continued to slide down my cheeks. There was no more sobs. No more whimpers. No more sniffles. I just silently cried as the car sped down the road. Minutes later we pulled into the driveway of a very nice and big mansion.

The warm air hit me as I followed Tyler inside his house. He took off his jacket and placed it on a rack next to the door just before we walked over to the white sofa. He patted the empty space next to him, motioning me over. I made my way over to him and sat where he asked me to after placing my bag of the clear coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Can you please tell me what happened? You're so upset and I just want to help you." Tyler said. He pulled me into his side and rubbed imaginary circles on my back.

"When I came back from hanging out with the girls, I found a red headed slut bent over doggie style in the middle of the bedroom floor as Justin fucked her from behind." I sobbed.

Tyler pulled me into his lap and pulled my legs to rest on either side of him. His hand rested on the back of my head as I sobbed into his shoulder.

"Did you love him?" He asked after finding the words to say.

"No." I replied honestly. "But I liked him, a lot. I was working on loving him. I thought he cared, but I just wasn't good enough. I couldn't satisfy his needs. He doesn't want me around anymore."

"I honestly don't know what to say. I don't know why he would do something like that. Justin seemed to really love you."

"I guess that's where he fooled both of us." I cried.