Why Love When Its Hopeless?

Chapter 32

~Shelby's POV~

I kept walking until I saw the alley. My stomach started to churn as I slowly came to a stop and faced the opening of the alley. Hesitantly, I started to slowly walked down the dark and quiet alley. My nerves are going wild, telling me to go back, and pretend like nothing happened. But my heart knew if I didn't do this, I would loose everyone I love. I couldn't imagine loosing my family. And Justin. Oh my gosh. I can never imagine Justin dying because of me. I would never be able to live with myself. So I know I have to do this.

I stop in the middle of the alley, surrounded by darkness. My phone vibrated, another text.

"Behind you."

I softly gasped, locking my phone and held my breath while turning around. Before I could see the mysterious person, a bag covered my head and darkness came over me. I screamed and kicked, but then I felt a needle jab at my arm and jerk back out. I suddenly felt tired and weak.

I heard someone yell out my name, but I couldn't move. I couldn't think. I couldn't feel anything. My eyes couldn't stay open any longer. They slowly closed and everything stopped.

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~Justin's POV~

After another amazing show, I ran backstage to see Shelly just walking out of the room, and Fredo looking confused and worried.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked him once I came up to him. I wiped away the sweat that was running down my forehead with a small towel. 

Fredo looked at me,"I don't know. Shelly and I were just talking then she got a text and she looked like she had seen a ghost. She went outside. I'm not sure where or why though. She's acting weird like at iHop." He said shrugging his shoulders before leaving. I wonder what's wrong with her. I had to found out. I couldn't let her get hurt or worse, her hurt herself. I left the room through the same door Shelly went through. I didn't see her. She must have ran. I decided to try to at least catch up to her.

When I got closer to the end of the building, I started to hear her footsteps as she ran. I ran and ran until I see her walking out of the stadium. Where is she going? I thought she would go to the dressing room, but I guess it's worse than I thought. I could get spotted by fans or the paps if I go out, but Shelby is worth it, I have to know what's going on. This is the second time this has happened, and I don't think it's because she is sick. 

I opened the door, and pulled up my hoodie and looked both ways to be sure no one was there. I looked to the right and saw no one. I looked left and I saw someone walking. That's got to be Shelby. Where is she going!? I started to walk, but when she started to slow down I started to jog. I was about to call her name when she start to walk down an alley. The hell?

I jogged a little faster, to try and catch up to her. By the time I got to the alley, it was really hard to see, but I heard Shelby scream. My nerves kicked in, and I became protective.

"SHELBY!!!" I yelled, hoping she would hear me and know that I'm going to help her. I started to run with the rest of my energy that I have left. Once I got there, Shelby was gone.

"Shelby??" I called again, but not as loud. I looked around and saw nothing.

Suddenly I was in a choke-hold. I grabbed the arm that was around my neck and tried to release the strong hold. I felt a needle jab in my arm, and jerk back out. My legs felt weak and I felt as if I was drifting off. My eye lids began to close when I was a body stand in front of me say,

"Good Night, Bieber."  I couldn't help but  fall asleep.

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~Shelby's POV~

I woke up weaker than ever. My head was pounding and my toes and finger tingled. I opened my eyes to see a black and dirty ceiling. A small light coming from the middle. It took me a while to realize I was laying on a bed. It wasn't comfortable at all, but yet the cuffs around my wrists weren't either. My arms were held above my head and my ankles tied to the ends of the bed with rope that started to hurt like hell. The cuffs were cuffed to the headboard polls of the bed, so I couldn't move my arms.

I looked down to see I was only wearing my tank top and my panties. A chill ran down my spine and made goosebumps to appear on my legs. I started to jerk on the ropes and the cuffs, but all it did was cut my wrists and form ropes burns. At least Justin or my family doesn't have to suffer through this.

I started to whimper to myself as I thought of never seeing them again. Come on, lets face it. There is no way I'm going to be able to get out of here, alive. I'm going to die here.

My thoughts vanished when I heard a door open. I looked to my right to see a tall shadow walk in. But not going under the light, so I couldn't see their face.

"Well, hello Shelby. We meet again." The familiar voice said as he stepped under the light. Jacob..

"Jacob? How was prison?" I asked mainly to myself but he answered anyway.

"Shut the hell up, cunt! I escaped that hell hole." He said with a voice full of anger and hatred.

"What do you want? More revenge?" I asked him, trying my hardest not to show that I'm weak.

"Oh. I'm not the one who wants revenge. Someone else does." He said, walking slowly towards me. I don't say anything or question him. Jacob looked up and down my body. I wanted to curl up in a ball so he couldn't see or touch me. But I couldn't because of the stupid ass cuffs and ropes.

"The more I think about it, I don't think you can be completely worthless." He said, crouching down to my level, and ran his hand up my leg. I jerked my leg to get him off. But the only thing that did was make him smirk. He continued to run his hand up and under my tank. I tried to move but I couldn't. I began to cry and whimper. No. No. No. Please, God, don't let this happen to me. Please. Please.

"Your gonna make me feel so good.." Jacob whispered into my ear. I lightly pressed my mouth against his ear and bit it really hard. He yelled at the sudden pain I had caused him. "You little bitch!" He yelled slapping me across the face in the process. I looked away, whimpering from the stinging on my cheek. 

Jacob had left the room and I was left on the bed, crying. I must have fell asleep while I was crying because I was woken up by someone lightly slapping my cheek. I opened my eyes to see...Mckenna? What the fuck is she doing here?

"Mckenna?" I asked, looking up and she grinned an evil grin at me before slapping me. Okay! Enough with the slaps! God!

"You got that right slut. Wow, you are a mess. Haha, go figure." She seethed crossing her arms across her chest. "So I heard you are dating Bieber. Must be a dream come true. How is he in bed? Oh wait, you wouldn't know. But I would." She said raising her eyebrows at me. The fuck? How does she even know about us?! Let alone if we had done 'it' or not! 

"Shocking? Haha well, I will let you watch some T.V while I go and have some fun." She said winking at me, after turning on the small television. Once it was clear, my heart stopped when I was who was sitting in a chair, tied up with his head down...Oh no..Justin..