Secretly Loving You- Justin Bieber

Chapter Twenty Five

Tuka's P.O.V

"Oh Tuka, you just never learn do you, you're mine.." Mark smirked, moving closer and closer, too close for my liking. I looked around helplessly for Justin, not seeing him anywhere. Where was he? He was in this house, in the next room. Why can't he here any of this? "I'm not yours.." I spat, walking back into the door, causing a rumble to run through the house, unusual. "That pretty boy of yours doesn't want you any more.." He chuckled, opening the door behind me. I fell in, seeing Justin sat on the sofa, with Selena on his lap.

I felt tears threaten to fall as I brushed myself off, marching over to them both. "What the fuck?" I hissed, pushing Selena onto the floor. Justin was on his feet in seconds, pulling Selena to her feet. I couldn't believe what was happening, I didn't want to. "What is wrong with you Tuka? Jeez, just back off okay? You mean nothing to me.." Justin exclaimed, running his hands through Selena's hair as he whispered soft and sweet things in her ears. I looked down at my own hands, seeing one thing missing. My promise ring. I looked at Selena's hands, seeing it laid upon her own fingers. Anger boiled through me, but soon, someone was holding me back. "You have to go with Mark, he can make you happy.." Justin whispered, his hands soothing me. How did he get over here so fast? I looked up at him, his eyes swelling and his lip was trembling. "If you don't go, he'll hurt you..." He croaked, pushing me towards the enemy. This can't be happening, no way. "Justin no! Just stop! Please don't make me go!" I cried, wriggling out of Mark's grip. Justin span on his heels, opening his arms for me to run into. I ran as fast as I could, but the quicker I ran, the further away he got. I finally caught up with him, jumping into his arms, only to fall straight to the floor, Justin's face fading away as I cried on the floor. Why?

"Tuka wake up!" Justin shouted, making me snap my eyes open. My heart started to race as I felt all hot and wet. I rubbed my eyes, feeling they were soaking. Did I cry in my sleep? Was that whole thing a dream? "Justin... Y-You aren't G-Going to G-Give me T-To Mark are you?" I stuttered, feeling the tears fall down my hot cheeks. He cracked a smile in the dark, turning on the light his smile faded, and his features hardened. "Of course not... Baby it was just a dream, none of it was real okay? I'm never ever going to leave you, or give you away..." He whispered, kissing each tear away. I managed to calm myself down, having a quick shower before returning to Justin. "Its almost 8 so there isn't much point going back to sleep.." I mumbled, drying my hair before applying a light coat of make-up, chucking on some of Justin's sweats and a t-shirt. "You know, we've gotta go on holiday in a few weeks..." Justin murmured, running his hands up and down my arms, causing goose bumps to form. I honestly had forgotten about our holiday, with everything going on it just slipped. But now that he's mentioned it, I couldn't wait go on holiday, I couldn't wait to feel the sand beneath my feet, the hot sun kissing my skin, and the ocean rippling against my body. "Can't wait.." I whispered, kissing him softly, our bodied getting mixed together. I loved him, I really did love him.

Justin's P.O.V*few days later, sorry*

"Justin, is everything packed? You leave in a few days.." Mum mumbled as she walked through the door, holding a pair of odd socks, dads probably. I nodded, keeping my eyes on my lap. I couldn't help but think about the nightmare Tuka had the other day. Did she honestly think I'd give her to him, the guy who made her feel so small? Or maybe it was just the fact that she'd just over thought everything? Either way I decided to not think about it too much. The last thing I want in an argument with her. "Justin.. This holiday.." Mum trailed off, placing the socks on the side as she sat beside me. I sighed, knowing what this could be about. "It isn't just so you can do... You know.." She trailed off, avoiding eye contact with me. I knew what she meant, she thinks I'm going on this holiday to drink and do drugs, but I'm not. Its a small holiday to clear my head, clear everything in fact. "Mum I promise you.." I smiled, kissing her cheek softly. She sighed in relief, clearly this has been bothering her for a while. "Remember to take your medication.." She warned, taking off into the kitchen. I hate taking my medication, I hate it. But the doctors told me it would 'help'. Help with what? If anything they make me worse in a way, more rebellious. I scrolled through my twitter feed, seeing my fans tweeting about an egging just next door, saying how I'm being accused. I rolled my eyes, clicking on the TMZ link. Of course they'd do something like this, it was obvious. I watched the video, hearing someone shout in the background, but it wasn't me, it wasn't my voice at all. Turns out next door are suing me $20K for damage? What damage can eggs do anyway? I sighed, placing my phone back in my pocket before heading into the kitchen. 

"Mum, have you seen this whole thing about the egging?" I mumbled, keeping my eyes on the ground. By the way she sighed I knew she'd already seen it, just in the way she moved around, it was obvious she was annoyed about it. "Did you do it?" She hissed, slamming her hands against the counter. I've only ever seen my mum angry once, and it wasn't nice. "N-No of course not! I've been here the whole time you know that!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in frustration. But everything was cut short, as the doorbell rang. "ill get it!" Za called out from upstairs, hearing his footsteps run through the house as he raced down the stairs. I logged back onto twitter, seeing everyone freaking out. 'The cops are at Justin's house!' '12 police cars for an egging? Its clearly something more' 'They're going to find anything to take him in, I bet you' What was going on? I locked my phone, putting it back in my pocket as I headed towards the door. "Is Mr Bieber in?" A voice bellowed from the door, making me more curious as to who was there. I opened the door, seeing exactly 12 police cars surround my house, my heart started to race as Tuka was by my side in seconds, her breath hitched as she tried to calm herself down. "Please, come in.." She smiled weakly, holding onto my hand tightly. I had no idea what was going on, what were they doing here? "Mr Bieber we are going to have to raid your house due to the accusation of you damaging property, if you could just stay in the garage that would be excellent.." 

What is going on? Why were they doing this? I looked at Tuka, who was looking at Za, mum had already gathered the kids, dad and Paul, taking them inside the garage quickly. "Is it really necessary to have this many cars? Its just causing a commotion.." I mumbled, running my hands through my hair. 

"This is a serious investigation Mr bieber, you could go to jail for this.."

Jail?