Justin Bieber's Stalker

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛Chapter 2♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

You made your way back to the warehouse. It was a gloomy and foggy day, just how you liked it. You put a feeding tube down Justin's esophagus. You felt an unknown presence outside and looked out a broken window and saw a SWAT team poised at you. You snarled and guarded Justin. "HAND JUSTIN OVER, AND NO ONE GETS HURT!" Someone yelled out. "Never." The men began to mercilessly shoot at you and you dodged every bullet before they ran out ammo. Just then, you got an idea. You took out your Justin Bieber cardboard cutout and covered yourself with it. "Fine, I'll let Justin go." You walked with the piece of cardboard and threw it onto a ladder that one of their helicopters dropped down. They lifted the ladder up.

"Mr. Beaver you're safe." One of them assured as they flew away. You snickered and carried the real Justin out, stealing one of their vans and driving away. Justin's cardboard cutout flew out of the helicopter and got shredded in the propellers. "Justin! No!" The pilot screamed and got distracted and crashed into the Whitehouse. 

You drove to an empty McDonald's and held your gun to Justin's temple. You opened Justin's phone and started an Instagram live. His fans automatically started joining it. "Hey guys!" He said unenthusiastically. Someone in the comments said 'blink twice if your being held hostage' He kept blinking uncontrollably so you pulled back the safety on your gun. "Haha sorry guys the video was lagging I'm perfectly fine." He tried to calm his shaking hands as he wiped persperation off of his face. 

Once the live video was over, you untied Justin and he started sobbing. You massaged his shoulders and handed him a bloody rag to wipe his tears. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?" He shrieked, snot bubbles forming under his flared nostrils. "You belong with me Justin. Can't you see?" You searched his eyes for something, anything. But he didn't respond. You tied his wrists and ankles to a chair again and laid down on a booth, drifting off into an amazing sleep, dreaming of Justin loving you.

You awoke and got a baby bottle and filled it with formula. You pressed the rubber nipple to Justin's luscious lips. As he opened his mouth to protest, you shoved the drink down his throat. He gulped in down reluctantly. You cooed at him lovingly. "What a sweet bo-" Your voice was cut off when you felt a stabbing sensation in your gut. You looked down to see a plastic butteknife sticking out of your body. "Justin! How could you? After everything I've done for you!" He took the plastic utensil out of your stomach and began sawing away at the ropes tying him to the chair. 

You got a napkin and pressed it firmly against your wound to stop the bleeding. Blood soaked the thin piece of paper and began pooling on the floor. Justin finally freed himself and bolted to the nearest exit. "Justin, wait! Everything I do is for you.. Everything I do is for us!" You began crying and your bottom lip quivered. Justin looked back at your pathetic state. He contemplated his options and turned back, walking over to you. You grabbed a pan from the kitchen and hit him in the head with it, knocking him out cold.

His body fell to the floor with a thud. You smirked. "Sorry Justin, but getting away won't be that easy." You got a first aid kit from the storage closet and began stitching yourself back up. You laid Justin on a booth and stood by him, looming over his unconcious body. Justin's eyes fluttered open weakly. He groaned and rubbed his head, using all of his strength to turn his head to look at you. You grinned menacingly, looking at him with adoration and patting his head lovingly. He stared back at you blankly, all hope of escape gone. 

"Good morning, my love." You said, breaking the silence. Justin wimpered, thinking of all the torment he has gone through in the past few days. You straddled Justin's waist and took of your shirt, revealing your bra that had pictures of Justin's face on the nipples. "No! I-I'm a virgin! I don't want you to be my first." He admitted. You frowned, looking down at his honest eyes. "Well, after all you put me through, I think I deserve this." You continued stripping and then took off Justin's clothes as well. 

After Justin and you made love, he looked up at you, astonished. "That was the best sex I could ever have."