Chapter - 51

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~Hours Later~
~Justin~

"M-Mr. Bieber, I swear this isn't a scam, or a trick." Zayn looks up at me from the chair he was sitting in. 

We were currently in the gang warehouse in the lower, underground area. I had blindfolded Zayn and brought him down here while Faith was in the normal meeting room with Michael, Clarissa, and three armed members for security. To get him here I blindfolded him and zip tied  his wrists behind his back, as well as forced a pair of head phones over his head so he wouldn't be able to hear anything, but so far I haven't had to harm the man.

"Look," he starts off again, "I didn't even choose to be in Johnny's gang.  Nor did I choose to be in a gang period."

I raise an eyebrow. "How do you know him?"

Zayn looked down and puffed out a breath. "He is my brother, well, he was adopted into our family when he was six."

My eyebrows furrow.

"He forced me into the gang. After your gang attacked his he lost more than half of his members, and he was looking for quick people to rebuild. He told me that if I didn't join his gang he would rape and kill my mother, my wife, and my sisters."

My fist ball at the mention of the word "rape." I have​ always been highly against rape. It's cruel, and if anyone in my gang committed the crime they would die in the worst possible way. And what makes it worse is that he said he would do that to his sisters and mother, although they aren't blood related, it's disgusting.

"So what do you want from me? Why are you here?"

"I want to give you all of the information I know, and in return, all I ask for is that you help keep my family safe." Zayn pleaded, I raise an eyebrow, not fully convinced.

He continues, "the night you got shot, when you passed out he tried taking your girl with him. I stopped him. I made up some bullshit excuse about the cops and he left her alone. Who knows what he would have done to her if I wouldn't have said anything."

I nod and look him dead in the eye. "Tell me what you know."

~Faith~

It has been nearly four total hours since Justin left the room to "handle some business" with the man he had blindfolded and brought here. And lets just say I wasn't so sure the man was going to come out alive. The room was empty besides me and the gang members Justin instructed to "protect" me.

I was sitting in Justin's meeting chair, playing games when the chair suddenly turns around on its own. I am then met with two very familiar, beautiful brown eyes.

"Miss me?" Justin teases.

"Yes. Did you miss me?"

He nods, "very very much."

A chuckle is released from my mouth before I lightly peck his soft pink lips. Justin stands and holds his hand out for me. My small hand slides into his large one and I stand. He wraps his arms around me and we exit the warehouse.

"Did you kill him?" I question suddenly as we make our way to his car.

His response was plain and simple, "No."

The answer shocked me, and was definitely the opposite of what I'd expected. Justin opens the door for me and I silently step in. He then jogs around to his side and gets in. "What made you decide to not kill him?"

"Well," he takes off out of the parking lot. "If he was being truthful, he was forced into the East. Johnny told him that if he didn't join that he would rape and kill his wife, mother, and his sister. He also mentioned that men from the East tried to take you, but he stopped them by telling them some excuse."

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