I played with my fingers slowly waiting for the monster to come out from his room.
After a few seconds the door opened fully revealing Justin's muscled figure.
He was wearing a long oversized white hoodie with the number 69 in big black "impact" style. Black baggy leather pants along with red Supras at the bottom. His hair was perfectly combed, no hair was out of place.
I could smell his exotic aftershave scent, he shaved.
His smiled to me but i didn't react in any type of way keeping my numbness.
"Are you ready?" He whispered sliding his keys out from his front pocket.
The whole new scenario was something, strange, but i thought the best option was to cooperate since the "evil" Justin is not someone I wanted to meet again.
Widening his smile he gestured with his hand to me to get closer.
Hesitating I walked towards the door as he unlocked it with just a muted click.
I leaned in one of the walls of the lift as he pressed the groundfloor.
He cleared his throat clearly wanting to get my attention.
"If you don't remember..."He paused as I followed his hand with my eyes.
"I still want you to behave" He stated as he lifted slightly part of his hoodie revealing the already familiar revolver he previously warned me about.
I nodded not really in the mood of discussion.
Being forced to do things with a revolver wasn't my favourite action.
Finally we reached the groundfloor. In a rough movement Justin pulled me closer to him making me crash with his hard abdomen.
"Remember" He whispered as we stepped out of the lift towards the exit door.
"Bye Mr.Bieber" That smoker female voice dismissed him although i couldn't see her.
Pushing me to his black expensive car i glared at him for being such a careless cunt.
"Can you stop pushing and pulling me so roughly, please?" I asked more like a demand mocking the last word when we were inside the car.
He turned to face me, tension occupying the car once again.
I gulped shifting my gaze.
"Im sorry... sometimes i do things that im not fully aware of" There was no such a scoff tone in his words but sorrow and truth.
"Ok just don't do it again..." I replied tucking a lock of hair behind my ear.
With that last sentence the car erupted a roar before Justin stepped on the accelerator living behind the apartment block.
Bored, I stared at the sillouthes out in the dark streets.
Suddenly after twenty minutes driving a blue and red light reached my face making me narrow my eyes.
I turned to Justin's window direction.
Two men were taking something covered with a black fabric that somehow looked like a bag plastic bag, into an ambulance, some police officers were checking the zone.
"What has happened there?" I questioned out loud without realising.
"Why do you have to be so annoying?" A dark deep voice answered giving me small shivers.
I stared at Justin, his jaw clenched tight, eyebrows frowned and gripping the steering wheel tightly.
I dropped my gaze to my lap confusion occupying me.
"I just asked a question that wasn't even involving you" I muttered between forced teeth.
The car suddenly stopped making me to jerk forward abruptly.
"Well i don't fucking care, you do whatever i tell you to do, and now i want you to fucking shut up or else i will shoot you in the middle of your eyes!"
My body paralysed as he finished his sentence. There was no sign of the sweet Justin that minutes ago wanted to take me somewhere to eat.
Keeping my mouth shut to prevent any rough touch again i rested my head on the closed window.
Something was telling me that it was gonna be a long night.
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Psychotic
FanfictionA psychotic criminal feels the desire to own the life of an innocent girl whose eyes trapped his mind. "He is happy, he is sad. He is crazy and he is mad." ( Justin Bieber fanfiction) (CONTAINS OBSCENE LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL SCENES, READ IT AT YOUR OWN...