Justin Bieber Imagines

"Tell me that you don't love me."

Imagine for @damnkidrauhlx

Songs for this imagine:

Everybody Lies - Jason Walker

One night- Christina Perri

Imagine:

Justin gripped the collar of his shirt, lifting him up against the wall so his feet no longer touched the ground below them.

"You better watch what flies what of that rotten mouth of yours," Justin growled, tightening his hold around the fabric.

Due to the pressure against his throat, Cole still managed at crack a smirk and a chuckle. "Did I hit a weak spot Bieber?"

"If you ever take about my girl again," Justin hissed venomously. "I will put a bullet through that brain of yours."

"You have become such a pussy," Cole chuckled. "That girl really has a lock on you doesn't she?"

Justin locked his jaw tight, his fingers gripped his shirt in a iron hold as his words made his skin crawl. All his angry was built up inside and it was waiting to be unleashed.

"Is she that good in bed?" Cole's smirk was burning holes into Justin, fuming his angry to the extreme. "Is that why you keep her round? I bet I can make her scream louder."

"You son of a bitch," releasing one hand, Justin's knuckle collided with jaw, sending him to the ground with a hard slam. He grabbed his shoulders and kneed him in the stomach twice before slamming his knuckles into his nose. A crack was heard, signaling that his nose was now broken.

"Justin!" His name was heard, which caused him to snapped his head up from his victim and stared into piecing blue eyes.

She stood there with her hands covering her mouth and tears running violently down her rosy cheeks. It was bewildering to find Brooke in the middle of one of Justin's "meetings" he was attending. She always knew that their meets was private but that didn't stop her to get Justin.

"What's wrong?" Justin asked, worry laced within his words as his hold on Cole became looser by the minutes till he fall to the ground, choking for air.

"It's Chelsea," Brooke cried, her body was shaking as her sobs came up her throat.

Everything around Justin stopped as soon as your name echoed in his ears. His eyes slightly widen as his mind became to wonder what happened. He turned his gaze toward Cole, watching as he struggled to regain his normal breathing. Justin's body was completely froze as your name repeatedly ran through his head. It was like everything in his body stopped and wouldn't move for anything.

"Justin..." Brooke's voice was distant as she watched Justin's immovable body watch the unfamiliar boy laughing viciously laughing on the ground.

"You though you could win," Cole spit blood from his mouth and looked up at him, his eyes cold and dark just like his soul. "No matter where you are, no matter what you do, I will always find a way to win. You can't find from me and Chelsea can't find either."

With a sudden movement that no one saw coming, Justin's face went hard as he kicked Cole in the side as hard as he could. He was only wanting to get a few kicks in but soon, a few kicks turned into many. But the kicks wasn't satisfying enough for Justin, so he grabbed the base of his neck and punch repeatedly into he couldn't anymore.

Coles face didn't look like a face at this point, and it made a wicked smile form on Justin's lips. Nothing satisfies him more than getting revenge that he was has striating for, for so long. Ever since Cole has came into Justin's life, hell is what he has been living in. But you were the angel in his pit of fire that he could never get out of.