Being Mrs Bieber.

Revenge

I woke up on the cold hard floor.

"I'm in prison." I reminded myself.

"Yes you are." Said the girl who I shared a cell with. Her names Ashley.

She was pretty cool though. I don't know how a pretty face like hers would end up in a place like this.

"I have to call him." I said to myself for the 394820th time ever since I got here. Which was quite a long time ago, since my trial is taking forever. 2 months to be exact, and the worst is that I don't even have a lawyer.

"No. You don't." Ashley replied.

"Its been 5 weeks now!! I have to call him!!" I said with desperation.

"You can't. They'd never allow you." She said.

"They don't have to. I can just...go do it." I said mischievously. She rolled her eyes at me, knowing that there's no way...even with the biggest masterminds by side, that I could pull it off.

"TIME FOR BREAKFAST!!" Said some loud megaphone. I rolled my eyes as police officers came to our cells and handcuffed us and we were all led into the cafetaria.

Broccoli. Half cooked eggs. Bread.

I ran to the bathroom to throw up again. It was REALLY disgusting.

That is basically the worst ever. Who mixess bread with broccoli? Unless you're making broccoli bread and I think it's safe to say that no one would every try that.

As I poked my food with a fork like it was poison, maybe it was Melisa, some officer walked up to me.

"Enjoying your food." She asked.

"Gosh no why would I be enjoying this?" I said. She laughed as I mentally rolled my eyes.

"I can hook you up with some...real food." She whispered as if she wasn't supposed to be doing it. I smiled at her, she had been really nice lately. Giving me advantages.

"Come with me." She said. I stood up and followed her to her office. She then locked the door. An amazing scent of pizza filled my nostrils and I fell to the floor because it was so overwhelming. The last time I ate real food was last week, Melisa snuck in some waffles for me.

"So take. A. Seat!" She said as happily as possible as she sat down. I followed her orders. I sat right in front of the huge pizza box on her desk.

"Dig in!" She said as I ate like I've never eaten before and she laughed at me.

"I need a favour from you please." I asked.

"I'm not supposed to be taking orders from a prisoner." She said with a straight face on.

"Please just one." I pleaded. She sighed. Which probably meant yes.

"May I please call my husband. I haven't heard from him since...yeah...I'm sure he's out of hospital right now." I said. She sighed and gave me her phone. I dialled in Justin's number.

"Hello? RYAN CAN YOU SHUT UP!!" I heard him say. I bet he's with his friends.

"Um...hi. this is...Alicia."I said.

"What do you want from me!? Where the heck are you!?" He asked.

"I'm...in jail." I said.

"WHAT!?" He asked.

Where did he think I was for the past 5 weeks? Japan?

"Jay-"

"Shut up. I'm coming to get you." He said.

"Wait wait wait. No you can't. It's quite irrevant." I said but after a few seconds I realised that he had hung up. I sighed and handed Ashley her phone. I quickly finished my pizza.

"I should get going, they'll be getting suspicious. But i have one question...why...me? Why are you helping me?" I asked.

"Because..." She stopped and then took out a purple necklace and handed it to me. It looked quiet old.

I looked down at the necklace and realised that it was a necklace that I had had back in the day. It was an infinity sign with the word Belieber written on the sign.

Tears spilt out my eyes as I took off my own necklace, it was the exact same replica of hers. And from that moment I knew that she was a fellow belieber. Tears filled her eyes as well. I gave her a big hug. (BELIEBERS!! I NEED A HUG🙌LOVE YOU GUYS!😚).

I smiled as I walk out her office.

"Prisoner 39382. You're free to go. Your husband has paid a bail for you." Some officer said to me as he unhandcuffed me. "Jes waiting for you in the waiting room right now."

I rushed to the waiting room and I saw him sitting down looking very angry. I couldnt be any happier to see him, I ran up to him and gave him a hug. But he pushed me away that I nearly fell.

"What the heck is wrong with you!!?" He asked me.

"Wait.."

"How could you land up in prison!? People are going to start of us as some criminal couple!" He yelled.

"But Justin-"

"I don't wanna hear it!! Come with me." He said. I followed him to his car. He seemed so angry that I ended up in jail rather than I nearly killed him. Which I found very odd.

When arrived at his house, our house, but I don't pay for anything around here so...yeppppp.

I got in the house and Justin followed after me. He locked the door behind him.

"So...you nearly killed me and you landed up in jail!?" He yelled.
"I'm so so sorry." I said. He laughed. But it wasn't the "this is funny" typa laugh. It was the "I'm insane." Kind.

"You know what. That's okay. I forgive you." he said with that "I'm insane" typa laugh.

"For reals?" I asked. Then his insane smile disappeared.

"Yeah for reals. Because I WILL eventually get ny revenge." He said darkly as he stormed off to another room leaving me speechless and feeling like I'm going to throw up again.