Demons (Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Chapter 9

Demons

Chapter 9

VPOV

Prom. Every girls' dream night. A night out with your friends; perfect date, perfect dress, perfect night. The night where you would probably give yourself completely to the guy you love. To tie yourself to him in almost every way. But me? Yeah, you're funny if you think I'm going to prom and doing anything like that. And considering that I don't like anyone in the school population for a few exceptions, I'd rather stay at home on a Friday night like this and watch Netflix, cuddling with the giant teddy bear Justin got me at the fair a few weeks back.

Justin.

I sigh when I think about him. I think about how wonderful and sweet and romantic he can be. But then I think about how much he's messing up. There's a part of me that wants to believe that he's going to be okay. That his behavior is just because of the new crowd he's decided to hang with now. Khalil especially. I mean don't get me wrong, Khalil's cool and all, but there's something about him that seems fishy. Like he's trying to mess Justin up...

I pray everyday that nothing bad happens to Justin, that he doesn't get caught in drugs. Being that he started in the entertainment business at a young age, he's probably not grounded the way he should. No one really tells him 'no' to anything. Teaching him to stay humble. The fame and fortune is starting to get to his head. Every time I talk to him about it, he flips and says that nothing's wrong with him and that scares me. For that reason is why I haven't talked to him lately. Especially since he's been working on a new album and just finished his Believe Tour. Not to mention he's been ignoring my few calls and text messages.

Doesn't matter on what's been going on, I miss him dearly. I miss his warm hugs and gentle kisses in my forehead. I miss his carefree laughter. His warm smile. I miss the sweet scent of his cologne. I just miss him...

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Later in the evening, I was home alone, watching Beauty and the Beast, cuddled on the couch with my big teddy bear. I paused the movie to grab some more milk for my Oreos when I heard a knock at my door. I quickly ran to the kitchen, grabbed a knife and slowly moved towards the bed. Taking a deep breath, I gripped the knife and opened the door, braced for what's to come. No one was at the door, only a large box laying on my porch. What the hell is this?

I placed the knife on the side table next to the door and pulled the box inside. I then closed the door and knelt behind the box, lifting the lid. Inside held a garment bag, a shoe box and a note. I took the folded note and began to read it.

Put on this ensemble on and meet me at my condo by 9pm. Don't be late, missy!

Love,

Justin

My heart pounded in my chest. He's back in Miami!!! Is this why he's been ignoring me? I jumped to my feet and nearly ran to the living room to check my phone.

7:24pm

I've got enough time to get ready. I gathered my laptop, Oreos and iced tea and went upstairs to place them in my room before coming back down to get the box.

I took the garment bag out and hung it in my closet, unzipping it from its confines. Inside was a long, strapless, deep blue gown. It had a tight corset top with a flowing bottom the touched the ground. The spacious sparkles on the corset glimmered in the light. This dress looked like it was designed for a princess. I sighed. I hope he didn't spend too much money on me. Shrugging off the thought, I bent down to grab the shoe box, revealing white ballerina flats. I smirked to myself. Smart boy. On the bottom of the delivered box lay a small rectangular box. I opened it to see a diamond bracelet, looking to be about no less than 26 carts. I shuddered. This is so much money he spent. But why on me?