Why Love When Its Hopeless?

Chapter 34

~Shelby's POV~

After Mckenna had left, I didn't know what to think. There is no way Justin and I are gonna get out of here. I tucked my face into my arm that was facing the wall and started to cry. Not just for myself, but for Justin and how that he got sucked up in this mess. I should have left when I first started getting the texts. I should have pretended that my sister needed me and just leave. If I ever get out of here, that's what I'll do. It's for the better, Justin wouldn't be in anymore danger and he wouldn't have to worry about me anymore.

I heard the door open and close from across the room. I didn't bother to look. I didn't want to see anyone. I don't care what happens to me. I just want them to leave Justin alone.

"Hello Shel." My breath got caught in my throat. My heart rate went up. That voice..way too familiar. I'm pretty sure I'm just hearing things though. There is no way that he could be here. It's impossible.

I didn't want to turn my head but I knew I had to. So I slowly turned my head to see my, what I thought was, dead ex boyfriend. Eddie was standing right there. Am I dreaming?

"No, your not dreaming. I'm really here Shel." He said smiling at me, as if I wasn't bruised and tied up.

"That's impossible. You're dead. You wrote me that letter! I went to your funeral! This makes no sense!" I started to get angry with all of the confusion.

"Don't fucking yell at me! I faked it! I faked the funeral. I was going to kill myself, but Jacob stopped me. We stayed out and we planned this. Revenge. You hurt me Shel. Now I'm going to do to you what you did to me." He said stepping close to me.

"Don't call me that!" I shouted at him, letting some of my anger out. Eddies face changed, he was suddenly raging.

"Don't..fucking.. SHOUT AT ME!" He yelled, slapping me with all of his strength. I screamed and hide my face the best I could. When I looked I saw Eddie take off his shirt.

"You're gonna learn to do as I say." He said before climbing into the bed and smashed his lips onto mine. I tried shaking my head to get him off but he grabbed onto my cheeks. His grip was so tight that my mouth opened, and Eddie shoved his tongue in my mouth. I bite his tongue and he leaned up. He touched his tongue to see blood on his fingers.

"You little bitch." He seethed because slapping me again but somehow harder than before. I knew that was gonna leave a mark. Tears started to pool in my eyes. But Eddie didn't notice because he was busy kissing my neck. He tore my tank in half so I was only in my bra and panties. I cried harder, knowing what was going to happen. 

I'm still a virgin. Eddie had tried to take my virginity before when we dated but I always left so he couldn't force me. But now, I'm stuck. I was gonna get raped. "I want you back, Shel. I missed you so much. I missed your body, baby. Forget about that Bieber kid. I bet he couldn't fuck you as good as I'm about to. It'll be okay, you'll love it." 

"Please. Please don't do this." I said, crying. Right when Eddie was gonna take off my bra, the door busted opened and Justin stood there. His lip was bleeding and he has a huge bruise on this cheek bone. He looked pissed. "Justin!? What are you doing?! Get out of here!!" I shouted at him, I didn't want him to get hurt anymore than he already had been. It was my fault he is in this situation. I didn't want to watch him get hurt, I couldn't.

Eddie turned around and saw Justin. He smirked, and sat up straight.

"Well hello Bieber. Nice to see you. Care to join?" He asked laughing afterwards. Eddie shook his head, "Nah, this one is mine now." Eddie said looking down at me, licking his lips and cupped my breast over my bra, that was luckily still on.

"Don't fucking touch her." Justin growled stepping forward. When I saw his eyes had completely darkened, I knew this was a different side of him I had yet seen.

"Oh but I am. You see? I can do whatever the hell I want. And I'm not gonna let a little Pop-star, know it all, tell me what to do." Eddie spat at Justin. And I knew Justin had snapped.

Justin didn't say anything, but when Eddie wasn't looking Justin ran over and grabbed Eddie from his shoulders and pulled him down on the concrete floor. Eddie was kind of built so he was strong, but Justin was stronger. Justin got on top of Eddie and started to throw punches at his face. Eddie threw some but Justin came back stronger.

"Justin! Justin! Stop!" I yelled at him. We have to get out of here, so we can call the cops. Justin stopped punching but he put his hand around Eddies neck to keep him down. Justin turned to look at me. I saw the darkness in his eyes but I have to look past it. I know that the real Justin is in there somewhere. 

"Justin," looking into his eyes, I said, "we have to get out of here. We have to call the cops and leave. Okay?" I told him. Slowly I saw that the Justin I fell in love with was back. He nodded his head and looked back at Eddie. Justin picked up his head and slammed it down. It wasn't hard enough to kill him, but enough to knock him out for a few hours.

Justin got up and came over to me. He leaned down and our faces were so close. He placed his hand on my cheek, I winced from the pain. Justin hesitated before lightly kissing me. But it meant a lot more. It was for comfort, reassurance, and love. Justin let go and untied the ropes that were around my ankles. I wince at the pain from the rope burns.

But when he got to the cuffs he couldn't get them because they were locked.

"Check Eddies pockets for the key." I suggested. Justin nodded his head and went to check Eddies pockets and pulled out a little silver key. As Justin unlocked the cuffs, he looked down at me with a confused face, "I thought Eddie was dead?" 

"I did too..." I said, no emotion left in my voice box. I winced and whimpered because the cuffs had cut into my skin. Once they were off, Justin took off his hoodie leaving him in a V-neck.

"Here, put this on." He said handing it to me. When I put it on, my whole body ached. I tried to make sure I didn't get any blood on it from my wrists. Once it was on. Justin picked me up bridal style and carried me out.

While he carried me, I looked at his bruised and busted face. I lightly touched his purple and blue bruise that was on his cheekbone under his eye. He winced and looked down at me.

"It's fine. It doesn't hurt. I'm worried about you. Are you okay?" He asked looking back to where we are going. We made it outside and it was a warehouse not really in the middle of nowhere but on the edge of town.

"I don't know, honestly. It's all my fault. It's my fault you got into this. I should have left when I first got that text so you wouldn't have gotten hurt." I said, hating myself more and more.

"Is that why you have been acting weird when you are on your phone? Have they been harassing you this entire time? Why didn't you tell me?" Justin asked me, stopped moving and just stood there in the middle of the empty parking lot.

"I didn't want you to worry. I didn't want you to freak out. And I thought you wouldn't want me to stay with you anymore." I said, my voice slowing down to  whisper

"I'm never leaving you. I always want you to stay. I love you Shelby." He said leaning down and placing his lips on mine. I placed my hand on his cheek that wasn't as bad as the other. I thought I was gonna loose him. But I have him, even if I don't deserve him.