Not Criminal At All. (Jb fanfic)

Chapter 22

My eyes widened as I looked at the person who stepped out from the car. I was so relieved, I just wanted to run up to him and hug him tight and give those lips a passionate kiss BUT his face expression didn't seem pleased. It was more like he wanted to kill somebody and that somebody was me.

From being relieved and happy to scared and shaky. At this point I wanted to run away, but I knew if I did so I would be in more trouble, and he'd get me in matter of second with his car. But the questions is why does he look at me that way?

Have I done something wrong? Why isn't he relieved that I'm alive or that he found me?

He started walking towards me with big steps and still that glare. If there could get smoke out of his ears, they would've been burning by now.

"So you've been trying to escape, bitch?" He said as he took a full fist of my hair in his hand. I winced at his sudden move, what is he talking about?

"I know you did it, don't try looking confused. Its not like someone took you from me" He dragged me away to his car with my hair still in his hand, I didn't even get the chance to speak before he pushed me I to the car.

I stretched out as I put my hand on the spot where it hurt most when her grabbed my hair. I squeezed my eyes shut in pain. Trying to hold back the tears but the pain was too big to be holden back.

"Don't cry, cunt. You deserve this pain as much as you've been causing me pain."

"B-but J-ustin, what are y-ou talking b-out?" I stuttered sobbingly.

"Shut up!" He yelled, slamming his fists onto the steering wheel, I flinched and put one hand over my mouth trying to hold back the sound of my crying and gasps.

I've never seen him like this, I've seen him mad and so but this was new. I'm seriously scared to death. I don't know what to do nor what to say, I'm not even sure if I should open my mouth. He's angry, like really, really angry. His hazel brown eyes wasn't hazel anymore, they were black, dark, evil, emotionless. His jaw was clenched all the time and his gaze didn't leave the road in front of us.

"You'll pay for this.." His voice trailed off.

These four words made my heart run away as far as possible and my brain to kill itself and my body to get prepared for the pain. I thought he hurt me enough and that the pain he caused me before was enough painful and now when he said this only the thought killed me.

The car stopped and I was able to open my eyes for the first time since half of the way "home", I was almost falling asleep in the car because of the tiredness from sleeping outside. Thank god, Justin didn't hurt me more in the car.

I didn't realize Justin got out from the car until my car door opened.

I was dragged out by Justin all the way up to the front door of the house. He didn't say a single word at the moment but when we got inside I was prepared for all the insults he was about to throw at me.

Surprisingly he didn't say anything, except when he grabbed his phone tapping on the screen before putting the phone on his ear. I assume he was calling someone.

"Aye, I found her, you can come back." He said immediately when the person on the other line answered, "Okay" Was all I heard before he hung up. I recognized the voice, and I think it might have been Tyson.

Right! Tyson! It was him who put me through all this! It was his fault! He made me look like I was the one escaping by myself while he walks back to Justin acting all innocent blaming me for escaping. I need to explain this to Justin. I really can't take this, I hope he believes me.

***TYSON'S P.O.V***

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I yelled as I hit one fist on the steering wheel which made the sound of the car horn echoing through the road.

"She better not be saying a thing"

I was furious, I didn't know what to think or feel at this moment. What am I going to do if she tells him? But she better smarter than that. I warned her and if she didn't listen, I won't even hesitate to kill her in front of his eyes.

I pressed my foot down harder on the gas pedal, trying to get this piece of so called a BMW to go faster. But it went fast enough to get myself killed.

It didn't take so long before I was outside the house. I quickly exited the car and ran inside the house. Nervousness taking over my body as the angriness ate the rests the nervousness left.

When I opened the door I saw *y/n* lying on the floor, in pain.

I smirked, all the nervousness got quickly replaced with happiness. Justin knows what to do when someone escapes from him.

I closed the door and hid the smirk behind my seriousness. I looked at Justin as he looked down at *y/n*, he was in pain I could see it in his eyes. They were dark and angry. He loves her and he hates ti hurt her but he's hurt too, how can she affect him like this?

He was just about to kick her in the stomach, and I couldn't let that happen. No matter how much I'd like that to happen I can't comfort him later by saying he did the right thing when the guilty feels attacks him.

"Justin" I hissed. He stopped and looked at me, looked at me with burning eyes. He wanted to kill me but I know he won't go that far.

"Stop, go calm yourself down, I'll put her in the basement." I continued.

"Not until she feels as much lain as she caused me when she ran away!" He yelled gazing back at helpless *y/n* again. "I'll cause her that, but for now just calm down continue later."

He was still looking down at her as I saw his face expression relax. Oh no, he has bow realized what he was doing, here,comes the I've-never-touched-a-women-before talk. I quickly walked up to her and violently grabbed her arm as I dragged her out from the living room to a door. I looked for the keys in my pocket as I heard the sobbing's behind me, "Oh shut up." I groaned.

The sobs immediately stopped and I fou,d the key. I put it in the hole and twisted the knob. The door opened and I grabbed *y/n*'s arm again and forced her inside the basement, she almost tripped down the stairs but I held her hard.

I pushed her down onto the floor and put one chair in the middle of the room, I grabbed her again so she was now standing up and then I pushed her down on the chair, I walked over to a desk with many tools on it, it was a rope, knife, hammers and much more.

I tied her hands with the rope behind the back of the chair. I walked back to the desk and trapped the silver tape and put it over her mouth.

Her cheeks were wet but I hope it won't fall off.

I grabbed her chin and forced her to look at me. "If you say ANYTHING about this to Justin, I won't hesitate to kill you right in front of him so you can go and visit your mom and dad down in hell and cry with them." I threatened, "Do you understand?" Her head fell down, she was now looking at her lap, still no answer. I slapped her across the cheek and then a weak scream was heard. "So you can scream but you can't answer me, huh?" I chuckled evil. "We'll see if you'll answer now.."

I grabbed her hair and pulled it backwards, her face was now facing the ceiling. I slapped her once.. Twice.. And finally she tried to talk again. "Now you're talking, hm.."

"Good" I continued. I let go if her hair as she whimpered, the tears still rolling down her face. "Do you understand me now? The pain that I cause you now will be ten thousand times worse."

She nodded her head and sobbed. I smirked as I walked to the stairs, giving her one last glance she was looking down at her lap again, helpless.

This is fun.

~Hey babes! It been a long time since I updated huh? Missed me? Jk you probably not, anyway idk if this chapter is long but here it is and leave a comment and tell me what you think of it and if you like my chapters :) much love JustinsFanFicGirl