Justin Bieber : One Shot Clean and Dirty

ABUSE: PART 2(mine)

I grabbed my bag and headed out the door, heading for court. It has been a week since Justin has been under arrest and today was the day I had to speak out to the court room. Luckily, I had a perfect lawyer (my father) and my mom was going to be in the jury. Livy promised she would come and watch, if they would let her in.

I breathed nervously as the court came into view. I parked my car and walked inside, trying not to look nervous. I left my bruises and scars be, not covering them up with make-up so everyone could see the evidence.

I stepped into the court room where everyone was, waiting for me. I looked down at my watch, realizing I was about three minutes late. "Sorry, there was traffic." I said, walking to my place in the room. My dad hugged me then looked at the judge.

I looked around the court room, I had never been here before. There were security guards lined at all exits and next to the judge. Judge Tracy ordered me to the stand. I sat down and faced everyone, Justin's lawyer came over to me.

"Can you explain these bruises?" Lawyer Flynn (Justin's lawyer) asked me. "Justin gave them to me." I said. "Hmm, really? How do we know you're not lying?" "Why would I lie about something like this? I thought he loved me! Justin has abused me multiple times." I told the court room.

Lawyer Flynn walked back to Justin as my father came up towards me. "Could you tell us these acts of abuse he has performed on you?" He asked me. I nodded, "He has raped me, punched, kicked, slapped, thrown me, anything you could think of. One time he threw me down the stairs."

"Now, could you tell us why he would do these things? Did you instigate him by doing something?" My father asked. "Well, sometimes it would be because I refused to have sex. Other times it would be because of a simple disagreement or me not being home early enough.." I explained.

Justin was now on the stand, lying. "I did not!" He yelled. Judge Tracy pounded her mallet and Justin closed his mouth. My father was asking questions. "Justin, you say you did not do anything of abuse against this woman. Do you have any proof?" He asked.

Justin thought for a moment, then answered, "Well, sir.. I would never.. I-" "You can't even come up with a simple answer." My father argued. Justin sat up straight and squinted his eyes.

"Did you or did you not abuse her!?" My dad asked, angrily. "I DID NO-" We were interrupted by the opening of doors and Livy running down the hall, "I have proof!" I turned and looked at her. She had a tape in her hand.

Judge Tracy began to tell the security guards to take her out but I stopped her, "Wait! Please, she's my best friend. I think she could have something useful." Judge Tracy allowed it and Livy walked past me and towards the TV on the side used for these kinds of things.

She pushed the tape into the VCR and stood back. Everyone watched as the TV began to play. "These are tapes taken from inside Justin's house, he has security cameras all around because of his popularity, I guess." Livy explained, holding the remote.

She began to fast forward, "Here.." She stopped and Justin was pinning me against the wall, slapping me. Judge Tracy turned at Justin who was stepping down from the stand and walking by his lawyer, red faced.

Livy continued to show more videos and everyone gasped. My father was horrified and could not look anymore so he turned away. Livy turned off the videos, taking out the tape and placing it on a side table and walked to a seat.

Judge Tracy talked with the jury and returned to her chair. "Justin Bieber, you are here by sentenced to thirty years in federal prison." Judge Tracy announced. My father stood up, hugging me, "I'm so sorry I let that happen to you." I breathed out and watched three security guards take Justin away.

Livy ran over, hugging me tight. "Thank you.." I sobbed. "Anytime." Lynn snuggled into me and I cried softly. My mom pulled me in after Lynn let me go.

"Are you okay?" She asked, touching my cheeks. "I'm fine.. now." I breathed. "I can't believe this.." "Me neither." We walked out of the court room after thanking Judge Tracy.

That night I laid in my bed, thinking about everything that had happened that day. I was relieved Justin would never be able to touch me again but I was also sad, scared and worried about him.

I used to love what Justin did. Of course not the abuse, but for what he would do before all this happened. He would love me, care for me, be there for me, then everything changed. The abuse began and my love began to fade.

Yet, we all knew, I knew, that part of me would always love Justin Drew Bieber