The Fast And The Furious / jb ° jariana

Chapter 2

KELSEY'S POV

Everyone was drunk off their ass or high or making out. I followed Camila around for the longest time as she talked to everyone. I literally hated being here. I didn't consider myself as introvert. More like I hated everybody. I decided to just let Camila do her thing as I sat on the couch that sat under trees that was far away from all these fucked people. I pulled out my phone and began playing games to pass time. I then look up to see Kaylee.

I rolled my eyes before she came up. "Hey Kelsey. Good to see you." 

I laughed, "Yeah, you too."

She sat beside me on the couch, "The only reason i'm here is because my brother got bailed out today. If it wasn't for his friends, he would still be sitting in jail."

I stopped to hear those words replay in my head, "Who is your brother?"

She snickered, "Troy...Troy Bolton."

I then flash backed to the TV with my dad talking about how dangerous they were and now one of those boys was here. I awkwardly smiled at Kaylee as she got up and walked away. I had to get out this dangerous shit hole. I saw Kaylee run back to her brother and all his buddies. I examined them all closely so I knew to run if I ever saw them again. I was never going to speak to Kaylee again. Not only is she annoying but now that I know that, that is her brother. I got up to look for Camila. I kept asking people if anyone had seen her, but nothing. I began going to the exit and sat on Camila's car that sat in the driveway. I pulled out my phone and tried calling her but nothing. I started mumbling shit under my breath as I walked around in the quiet front yard. I then heard commotion down the street. I walked a little farther to get closer to the street to look. I see a guy screaming for his gun back. Then the taller figure slammed a wad of cash after fussing and complaining. As the guy who got the money got in his car and sped off. The taller figure started walking towards me. I hurried back up in the grass to look like I wasn't being nosy. Trying to act stupid. He came up in the grass. Then the street light hit his face. Taking a deep breath. It was that gang leader who also got arrested today. His hair was spiked up, he wore a white v-neck and had tattoos all over his body. He aimed his gun to my head. 

I screamed, "Please, I won't say anything. I will keep quiet." I plea.

He locked his jaw tight as his grip got tighter on the trigger. 

"Please," I squealed, "Please, I never saw anything. I am just trying to call my friend so I can't go home."

He cocked an eyebrow, "How do I know you won't say a word?"

"Just trust me, please." I cried.

"I don't even know you so how can I trust you?" He said with venom dripping with every word.

He pulled my arm to get me off the ground and started walking me to his car. His strong grip was too much for my weak body. He threw me into the passenger side of a Camaro. I was crying still because I had no idea what he could do with that gun. My whole life was at stake. He got in the driver seat and started the car. He threw the big gun in the back seat.

He then pulled out a pistol. He looked over at me, "If you don't stop crying. I will put these bullets and blow your god damn brains out." 

I gulped as I tried pulling myself together. He pulled out his phone and began calling someone. I looked at his physical features, closely examining him. From his chiseled jawline to his nose to his pierced ears. 

He then began talking, "Dom, We have a problem." I sat staring at him scared for my life. "A girl saw me get the gun." 

I thought why the fuck does it matter if I saw you get a damn gun. It's a gun. 

"No, I didn't kill her." He said to the person on the other line. "Because I didn't. Damn. Like you said I just got out of jail for a minor charge. I ain't trying to back this soon." He then hung up and slid his phone back in his pocket. "It's your lucky day sweetie." 

I sat quiet scared for what was going to happen next.

He continued, "Since I just got out of jail, you won't die tonight. Congrats." 

I stutter trying to get my words out, "Then can you-you drop me-me off back at the-the party?"

He laughed, "Not yet. I don't trust you. You are now my bitch."

I stared at him, "Which means?" 

He was getting pissy, "Which means, whatever I tell you to do.. you do."

"Well how do I prove to you that you can trust me?"

He stopped at a red light. He looked at me, "You are coming home with me tonight." The light then changed green as he continued to drive. I shook my head, "I can't." A million things ran through my head when he said I would be going home with him. I barely knew him nor what he was capable of doing to him.

He shrugged, "Okay then I guess you will have to die tonight."

I bit my lip, "Or maybe I could" I said frighten for my life. I continued, "But can you have me back to my house tomorrow morning."

He laughed, "Why? You a goody little obeying daughter?" 

I hate having people picking me on me. I hate being called a goody goody. I spit back, "No. Actually I barely know you so I'm scared shit-less right now."

He laughed, "Wouldn't blame you. So what's your name?"

I looked at him, "What's your name?"

He shook his head, "I asked you first."

"I'm Kelsey-Marie."

"Last name?"

"Edwards, Mr.Bieber." I then covered my mouth. Fuck now he knows I know who he is.

He licked his lips as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "So you do know who I am, huh?"

I shrugged, "Sorta, I know your name."

He laughed, "Most people do."

We eventually pulled up to this big ass house with tons of cars parked in the grass and in the driveway. I got out as Justin got his guns out the car and began walking inside. I followed behind him. I had to get home and I had to get home soon.

JUSTIN'S POV

I slammed the big gun on the table to Dom. "Happy? Now I have to trust a stupid bitch that I didn't want to meet." I walked up the stairs and walked into my room. 

I turned to see Kelsey standing in the doorway. "Where am I supposed to sleep?" I pointed to the floor. 

She sighed. "Don't be fucking disrespectful. You were the one who was being a nosey bitch." I spit with fury. 

She slowly laid on the ground. I sat thinking of the shit I said to this girl. I could hear my mom's voice, "Justin don't you dare disrespect  a woman like that." I stared at her who was laying on the cold, hard wood floor. Trying to fall asleep, but it being futile for her. 

"Kelsey?" 

She answered while her eyes were still closed. "Yes?" 

I couldn't believe how nice I was being to her right now. "Get up here."

She opened her eyes, "On the bed?"

I shook my head as I patted the bed. "Come on, before I change my mind."

She slowly got into the bed. I turned to the opposite side so I didn't face her. I then turned out the lamp and began to doze off.