Justin Bieber kidnapped me

Chapter 10

ABBY'S POINT OF VIEW:
I was currently laying on my bed, waiting for Justin and Becky to come back, which I doubt cuz honestly, Becky has been pissing everyone off. I grabbed a stuffed animal and snuggled with it, once I was all cozied up I took out my phone, and read the instructions, Justin had given me.
PHONE RULES:
1) You got to change your number
2) Can absolutely not, text anyone from your new number other than me and Becky.
3) I will check your messages
4) Calls will be monitered
~Justin:)

Well that's pretty simple I thought. I put the paper down, and thought about everything, slightly closing my eyes, when I heard my door open.
"Becky?" I asked sitting up.
It was not Becky, it was Justin.
"Where is Becky?" I asked sitting up.
"Don't worry about it. It's four thirty, you hungry?" He replied trying to avoid the question.
"Justin, where is Becky?" I asked again.
"I said don't worry about it, are you hungry or not?" Justin said once more, a little angrier this time. I thought for a minute, maybe it wouldn't be such a good idea to get on Justin's bad side, considering, I don't know where my sister is.
"Yes, I am." I finally replied.
"C'mon, let's go." Justin said grabbing my hand and walking me to the kitchen.
"What do you want?" He asked.
"Mac 'N cheese?" I asked looking in the cabinets.
"Whatever, is fine with me." He replied taking the box out and making the macaroni and cheese. I signed off what we were eating in the red notebook:
{4:35: Mac 'N Cheese [Abby & Justin]}
I helped set the table and we sat down to eat.
"What about my sister?" I asked impatiently, she hasn't eaten anything. "Don't worry." He replied and started eating. But I did worry, she is my sister, not some random stranger! I had finished all my juice, and suddenly had the urge to go to the bathroom, so I went to the nearest one, downstairs.
BECKY'S POINT OF VIEW:
I sat there alone, cold, and bored tied up. The worst part was that, my arm was still recovering from the bullet incident, and was still very weak. I couldn't take the pain anymore the handcuffs were too tight also. I groaned slightly through the tape. Could this day, get any worse? I started crying again, I am starving. I shouldn't have called Justin a douche, or pissed him off that much. I cried even harder, and groaned more, at the thought of being here, for who knows how long.
ABBY'S POINT OF VIEW:
As I was walking towards that bathroom, with the buttons and T.V, I past by the 'Prison Room' in which I heard crying and groaning, through the door. I stopped and listened for a second.
"Becky?" I asked through the metal door.
"Mmm!!!!" was all I got in response.
A/N:
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