Break me

Chapter three

Jess' POV

I woke up tied to some chair with duct tape over my mouth and my hands cuffed to the chair. It took me a few moments to remember that I was kidnapped by Justin Bieber. I took in my surroundings. I was in some sort of basement with no windows and no light apart from a flickering bulb above my head. I knew it was no use struggling or screaming. Best to just wait for Justin to come back. My hands were blue from the cuffs.

Eventually, I heard footsteps coming closer. A shadow loomed that I then made out to be Justin's. "Awake, princess?" He mocked. I know I couldn't answer so I didn't even try. No point to give him satisfaction.
"Aww, can't quite speak?" He said trying to get me to speak. He quickly realised that wasn't going to work.
"There are 5 rules. Break any and there will be punishments. Understand?
"Rule one, no trying to escape. I will find you and kill you.
" two, always answer me.
"Three, you are mine and I can do whatever the hell I want with you.
"Four, you can have no contact with the world outside.
"Five, NEVER try to fight me. You and I both know what I can do."
I couldn't wait to see him pissed off. *sarcasm*
He ripped the tape off my mouth, "understand?"
I didn't reply. Just waited, seeing how long he could hold out.
"One rule broke already! I wonder how long you will last?" He said them slapped me across the face. Hard. I didn't let him know my pain. I couldn't give into him on my first day. I stayed silent. Wow. I was surprised Justin managed to hide this side of him from the media.
"You're going to regret that baby girl. But as you slapped me before, that's two punishments." He said before untying me but keeping my hands cuffed and he dragged me over to a table. Strapping me down, he pulled out a knife. I didn't do anything just glared at him. I had no chance against him so might as well let him have his way, but let him have no satisfaction. He traced the tip of the knife along my throat, without making any cuts. My eyes never left his, showing no emotion. Then he went back, and pressed a little firmer, but not enough to draw blood. The third time did. He moved on, covering the whole of my body in this way. The cuts stung like hell and I couldn't stop myself whimpering. He seemed to spend a lot of time on my stomach and I felt dizzy with pain when he made a really deep cut and I blacked out, away from the pain.

Justin's POV

I made cuts all over her body. Bitch was going to pay. I was about to finish when I remembered she needed two punishments. Carving the letters onto her stomach, she passed out with the pain. Not like she was struggling to get away from it either. Stepping back to admire my work, the word carved into her stood out the most. Slut. The cuts were all bleeding pretty bad so I wrapped a bandage around them and laid her down on the bed in the basement. I had Chaz and Ryan round to watch her while I went to rehearse. I couldn't focus properly thinking of Jess' body and how it was perfect in every way. No, I couldn't think this. She was my captive. I can't fall for her. Running my hand through my hair, we started again but I kept getting lost. We finished early but before I could go, Scooter cornered me and made me talk.

"What's wrong." He said. It wasn't a question but a command.
"Nothing." I muttered.
"There clearly is, you couldn't focus at all on you moves today,"
"Just tired." I said pushing past him.

I had just reached my house when someone ran straight into me, hard enough to knock me over.
"What the hell!" I shouted.
The girl backed away, trying to run, her hair covering her face. As I grabbed her arm, I realised it was Jess. How had she gotten out? She was gonna pay for that.
"Wow Jess, clearly you have a death wish," I smirked at her, dragging her back inside.