Justin Bieber kidnapped me

Chapter 16

ABBY'S POINT OF VIEW:
I laid on my bed and turned the lamp off. My first night at my "new home" this will be interesting. I lay there thinking of everything and everyone. Did Conner really move to Minnesota? Justin seemed kind of uneasy.
What ever, maybe it was nothing. What is there to worry about? Why didn't Conner tell me anything? He just left with the snap of a finger? I started closing my eyes slowly and somewhat drifting to sleep.
~Dream~
"Put your hands up Abby!" The man said.
I did as I was told.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"I want you to come with me." He commanded.
"What? No!" I said stubbornly. The man smirked from under his mask and took out a gun.
Would he shoot me? He wouldn't right? Then the sound of a gun went off, I wasn't dead though, I didn't get shot. I slowly turned around and realized my mom got shot, she was dead.
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! WHY!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed.
~end of dream~
I sat up from my bed. I was still screaming. Justin and Becky ran in at the same time.
"Are you okay Abby?" They both asked at the same time, and then glared at each other, with dirty looks. Then Justin walked to my bed and sat down.
"What happened?" Justin asked.
"My mom's dead." I responded.
"What? No. Abby don't say that." Becky said starting to cry.
"She is. I can feel it." I responded looking at her then Justin.
JUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEW:
Should I tell her? Her mom's in a comma and could die, but not really dead. I will tell her.
"Abby, Becky, earlier I found out your mom is in a comma." I said finally.
"What?" Becky asked.
"Wait, she's not dead right?" Abby asked.
Does this chick even know what a comma is? Most people don't wake up, and the ones that do wake up without memory.
DAD'S POINT OF VIEW:
Another of Justin's letters had arrived at 3AM.
It said:
Mark-
Your daughters are fine! Becky got shot in the arm, Becky had been locked up in the Prison Room for a while,
Abby & I kissed, Becky & Abby tried to escape, and Abby ate dinner, and are now asleep. What's going on here?
~Justin;)
I got so angry with the letter, knowing this man has both my daughters, shot one and kissed one, really pissed me off. But what can I do? I won't have daughters, nor a wife if I do try and get them back.
On the back I wrote
Motherfucker-
My wife is in a fucking comma, and my daughters have been kidnapped, how about that? Don't touch them.
-MRusso
ABBY'S POINT OF VIEW:
Justin told us to go back to bed, and everything will be fine. Lies. My mom could be at dying point right now, and where am I? Stuck in this prison that I am supposed to call home. It's like 4:30 AM and I can't sleep, I hate how I don't know what's going on. I know I'm just being stupid, but there has got to be a way to leave, and I'll figure it out sooner or later, but until now? We'll just have to wait and see.



A/N: God! When is Abby going to learn? Well what ever! Anyway! How many of you guys want me to make an Instagram and/or Twitter for all the characters in this story? Answer that and this in the comments: how much do you like this story and would you like me to continue it?
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