his dreams || j.b.

four

Sadness ran through his body. Sadness followed by anger. Anger that fueled every bone in his body. Anger that made him want to kill.

They didn't understand. She didn't deserve to die. She was too young. She never did anything wrong.

Avalanna was too precious. Now she was gone.

Nobody understood the pain he was going through. Every breath he took ended up feeling constricted. Ever since she had died he had felt sick.

It wasn't his fault that he threw up on stage. Twice. Both times were out of pure anxiety, not because of drugs or alcohol as the headlines suggested.

He walked through the club that night, looking for a distraction. Drinking wasn't enough anymore. Nobody understood the pain.

His hood was up, wanting to remain unseen. He was here to forget.

Unfortunately for him his pain, his anger, had other plans. Kill. He had to kill.

Towards the back of the club a man sat at a table in a booth alone, out of the sight of many people. He wouldnt have noticed it if he wasn't looking for somewhere secluded.

As he slid into the booth next to the man, he earned a frown. "What the hell, dude? Oh god. You faggot," He started laughing. "You're that Justin Bieber."

He sat still, his jaw clenched and his hand deep in his pocket. His dark brown eyes were closed, and he could feel his anger completely taking over.

"Good job throwing up on stage twice during your what... Second show? God, you're such a fucking lowlife. Think you're all high and mighty because some people think you have a set of pipes. Let me just tell you that I think you sound like a-" He stopped as he watched the man who had slid into the booth next to him, Justin, get up. "Where you going? Who said I was done?"

Justin's knife was deep in the man's throat within seconds. He watched as the man sputtered, trying to find words. Or air. Anything.

"Me." He yanked the knife out. "I said you were done." His deep voice growled before he turned for the back door of the club and left.

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Shorter dream this time. Dream Justin couldn't handle the hate on top of loosing Avalanna.

I miss her 😞

If you're confused, I get it. Like I said, just hang on for the ride.

This dream is taking place a few days after the BELIEVE tour has started for Justin. If you remember, the last time we were following "awake" Justin's story, the tour was about to start. Maybe that clears some of it up.

I have a plan, I promise. 💕

Let me know what you think.