After Paradise: Book Two • jb

Chapter 30 - THE END.

This chapter contains lots of tea and unforgettable actions :) Enjoy as you read the official ending for After Paradise, book 2 of the Paradise-series. I can't believe we've come this far, it's crazy. I hope it won't disappoint... or will it? ;)

Oh and also, don't forget to read the A/N! It's very important and I have some exciting news!

And just when you thought you knew me as a writer...

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"What do you mean Alisa is dead?" My eyes widened in confusion, "What the hell did you do to her?"

Scooter looked at me disgustingly which let me know he hadn't done anything. I was worried my team was involved with her death but then again I should know better than to think anything like that. She was something we despised but no one would ever take her life because of it.

"Of course not," He shook his head at my unspoken thoughts as if he had read my mind. "That's ridiculous."

I tried to understand the situation. With her being out of the picture we had nothing to worry about anymore. Alisa was the only one who had that video tape and now that's she's gone it won't be pressed in the media. I was safe now. Still, I couldn't help but wonder what could have happened to her. She wasn't sick nor had any problems.

I didn't have to think about it a lot until Scooter told me she overdosed. I had no idea she's had problems with drugs and I felt terrible about feeling the way I did but I was happy she was gone. It would be one less problem for me and my career. Now I could finally focus on Diana completely. I didn't have to worry about Alisa's plans because they were gone now.

I was surprised that such a girl like her was addicted to drugs. If I looked at her, it was impossible to see it on her face. She was a stunning young girl but slightly psychotic. Now that I didn't have to think about her anymore, I felt bad for feeling relieved about her death.

"You can't tell anyone that she was associating with us." Scooter interrupted my thoughts, making me turn his way before I nodded and agreed. He was right. If anyone found out about the video, I would have a motive to her death. "We can both be glad that she's overdosed and it looks like she did it to herself, she's apparently had problems with drugs before. It still doesn't change the fact that you can look guilty if the video is found. You can speak to no one about this, without a lawyer by your side."

I nodded, showing Scooter that I understood exactly what he was talking about.

In the middle of everything, the door was knocked on and we heard loud screams. Both of us exchanged glances and it only took a few seconds before the front door to the music studio was kicked in and policemen came running in quickly. I took a few steps back but quickly realised they were here to get me.

"Justin Bieber, you're under arrest for violating the law."

Before I could even react I was pushed against the wall. I felt shivers up my spine from the coldness of the metal handcuffs on my wrists, making me narrow my eyebrows at my manager who seemed utterly shocked.

"What has he done?" Scooter questioned, his face stone cold as if he believed I had done something illegal lately. I thought we had moved on from believing the worst in me but as I looked into his eyes, I saw that a piece of him wasn't surprised. He might have acted like it but it almost looked like he'd see it coming sooner or later. As if he was expecting this to happen to me.

The officers didn't answer him but instead forced me out of the studio and onto the street that was crowded with people. I realised there were everything from paparazzi's to fans. As quickly as I had stepped outside, everybody started yelling loudly. Screaming wildly, as if my fans expected me to stay and takes pictures whilst in handcuffs.