Heartbreak Hotel • jb( EDITING)

January 8, 1999

A happy new year was all I heard for the past three days. In fact, it made me less happy every time I heard someone say it. I dropped the black coffee in the trash roughly as the smell of it infuriated me for an odd reason.

Turning the sharp corner, I made my way into the infamous office. I nodded my head at the front desk lady- Pam. She knew I was here to see Mr.Black and sign the papers for my dad, who gave me full control of this building that we officially will build on the property. The big news was yet to be revealed to me.

My dad says anyway.

We talked on the phone a couple nights ago about how Mr.Black accepted our offer. However, there were slight changes that I'm still completely unaware of but hopefully will soon be hearing.

I tapped my heels against the carpeted floor as I waited to be called into Mr.Black's office.

My father only revealed a hint about the "surprise" to me and yet it did nothing. I wasn't a big fan of guessing.

" Ms. Russo - you may." Pam pointed her head towards the door as she concentrated hard on writing something down.

I walk to the door and knock once while twisting the doorknob but not fully opening the door.

"Come in." I hear Mr.Black's familiar voice.

Mr.Black was on the phone as he gave me a tight smile and a hand gestured me to take a seat next to the familiar back of a cocky fuck. The dark lines that trace his neck tattoo of a set of wings were all too familiar. 

Mr.Black stood up and showed his pointer finger indicating to hold a minute as he walked out his office leaving me and jackass by ourselves.

"Why are you here?" I asked as I scrunched up my face to a disgusted look.

"Are you always on your period?" He asks calmly as he took a short glance at me.

"You asshole." I curl up the paper I had in my hand swinging it towards him.

He catches my hand as he grips it strongly but softly slowly brushing his fingers along my wrist as he held on to it.

"Pretty hands, bet they do a lot of work at night. We can change that though if you'd like." He says bluntly as he lets go of my hand. 

A smile plays on his lips. What was with his blunt talking? It's like he spoke what was directly in his head. Word for word.

Fucking creep.

Before I could lash out whatever my mind was thinking Mr.Black came back in smiling.

"Hello Ms.Russo, I'm glad you're here." He says as he sits down.

" So I've talked to your father over the last few days and we came to the conclusion the property would be a partner share." He says as he looks up to see any reaction from me.

" The property shared would be with Mr.Bieber. He was my only and first choice. However, I couldn't give up the great amount you and your father were offering.The building would be The Russo's choice.Looking at both records Mr.Bieber was also planning to build a hotel, so there shouldn't be any problems." He looks over the files and gets out the hard copy for me and Justin to sign.

I hesitate for a second but realized the real reason I was doing this was to grow closer to my father and have him be proud of me. I didn't want to risk becoming distant with the only person I had left.

"This is what you called me in for? Really Black? You know I don't do property shares." Bieber says as his jaw ticks.

"I'm sorry but Ms. Russo is offering a great amount. It's business son, and you know that." Mr. Blacks responds back.

" I don't think I can accept this, it wasn't what I really planned for, Black." Bieber says.

" I know you're one of my best costumers, but Ms.Russo's father has had very successful businesses, I can't just let this opportunity go." Mr.Black tried to reason.

Bieber's phone rings as I watch the interactions between Mr.Black and him go down. He looks at the caller ID as he sighs.

"Give me the paper to sign." He sighs.

Mr. Black hands jackass over here the paper as he quickly signs them. He gets up and leaves out the door not looking back once.

I held in a eye roll.

I  stood up as I shook hands with Mr.Black, I grabbed my purse and turned to the door after I signed the papers as well.

I walked out the office building starting to walk straight.

I stand outside as I see Bieber  admire the property that's already in the process of building as he stands, his phone raised to his ear.

I look down at my feet as they drag me towards the street where I parked my car. I looked down not noticing the white walking figure show up on the small square screen, letting me know I can now cross the street.

" You can walk now dumbass." I felt a rough voice behind me whisper.

Startled, I turn around sharply as my heart beats fast. Scaring the shit out me, Bieber stands there chuckling.

"You think you're so funny don't you? You following me? " I question as I start walking.

"I am funny , and don't flatter yourself princess I'm not following you."  He takes out a cigar as he slowly lights it.

"Maybe you should shove a bag over your head so you don't ruin peoples days just by looking at them."   I mutter under my breath.

"I should shove my head in between those legs of yours instead." He says as he lets out a smoke right into my face, releasing a chuckle as well.

"What's wrong with you???" I say loudly.

I huff as I turn to a corner to head towards my car. The next few weeks would go by slow due to all the paperwork that still needs to be signed.

Mr.Black left a date on our documents stating when the building would be finished and when we would all meet up again to sign the last of the papers.

I walk down the street as Bieber travels close behind until we hit the street where we both turn our separate ways.

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lol hey bitch more to come hopefully my fatass will stay up to write.