Chess [Justin Bieber interracial fanfic]

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"How much gravy would you like love?" I asked her. She was adorable. Curliest hair, greenest eyes, smallest features, she was adorable.

"Loads! Loads! I love gravy!" She squeals jumping up and down. "Slow down Denise! She'll just have a little." Shannon chuckles.

She clears her throat slightly. "Indika, I guess I should take this opportunity to apologise. I've never really been nice to you at all and I guess it was out of pure jealousy. I was jealous of your bravery and resilience to be who you are and love who you love no matter what people thought of you. You and Justin have something really special." She smiles. I nod my head.

"Thank you-"

"But, her and Justin don't have anything. It's me and you Indika right?" Jaxon smirks. I nod my head again slightly as I take a glance at Justin who's breathing rather heavily.

"Anyway, I'd like to thank you for your apology Shannon. Denise is just the cutest!" I grin. As Shannon and Derek laugh.

I turn around and go to put the gravy tray down. Jaxon follows behind. "Indika, love." He says wrapping an arm around me.

"No. Get off me please. Get off me!" I scream pushing him. "Now, you're pissing me off." He says hitting me. "I give you everything you need, why can't you just love me!" He shouts.

"Because you're a dick." I shout trying to wiggle out of his grasp. We hear footsteps coming and he pulls me in close to him to give the illusion of us snuggling closely.

"Oh Indika you're so funny!" He laughs loudly. I turn around to see Justin standing there. He says nothing but simply turns around and walks away. "No! No! No!" I scream running after him. "Justin! Justin please wait, stop."

He turns around abruptly with red puffy eyes. "Justin- wait are you crying?" I ask concerned.
"What does that even matter? You obviously don't care about me. So go, enjoy you're happy life without me." He says beginning to walk away before turning around again.

"You know what I just find disrespectful? The fact that I give everything up for you I'd do anything for you and all you care about is my lame ass brother." He says shaking his head.

"No, Justin you don't understand. You don't-"

"I do understand Indika it's okay though. I get it. You love him and not me. That's perfect." He smiles. "No, Justin I have no control over it." I say quietly. "Over what? Your love? Oh right." He says with sarcasm. I shake my head.

"Justin, I need to do what I'm doing. If I don't, then-" "Then what? Indika huh? Spit it out." He says harshly. "Then, my mother will die." I say quietly. His face slowly morphs into a confused one. "Your mother? What has this got to do with her?" Justin asks. I sigh.

"My mother is ill. Very ill and the treatment the treatment is 100,000 dollars and well, Justin, I don't have that kind of money and so, well, I guess, your brother said he could get the money for me but I'd have to pay the price, you know physically." I admit as Justin gasps.

"He-he did that to you? He made you do that?" He asks shocked. I nod my head slowly.
"He-he did that?" He asks again. I nod again. "He-he did that to you?" He asks again.

"Justin! That's like your fourth time asking me!" I chuckle slightly. "I'm sorry it's just, I can't believe he would do such a thing to you." He says quietly. I shrug.

"It's okay though because, slowly by slowly I'm collecting enough money to save my mother." I nod smiling. "No, its not okay." He says.

"How much have you been able to get?" He asks me. "Well, I think, if I do it three more times, I should have just enough." I nod.

Justin shakes his head. "No, I don't want you to do it anymore. Give it all back. I'll give you all the money you need I swear just give it back to him." He pants.

"Justin I can't make you do this, it's a lot of money." I say quietly.

"No, I want to do this for you. You know what? Let's go. Let's go right now."