If I Die... (Final Ending to Deadly in Love)

Chapter 17

Chapter song: Love the Way You Lie by Rihanna feat. Eminem
(Justin's pov)
-9am-
That fucking asshole framed me! I never cheated on Christie. I never will. I would really kill to murder his ass, but I would be totally outnumbered. Now Stephanie, yes, I would definitely kill her too. She's one of the reasons why Christie's so upset. I am another reason, because I should've given Christie more love and affection. I was too busy trying to deal with Jason that I couldn't spend enough time with Christie to help her out. You don't know how bad this feels. It's like I'm fucking up for just trying to protect my own family. This is all bad timing. I got up to feed Drew and gave him a bath. But when I was bathing him, I noticed that my shaving razor was still here. Christie took a shower last night. I wouldn't be surprised if she used it to cut herself. I was right. I looked in the trashcan to see used bandages and cotton balls with dried blood on them.
"Fuck"
I muttered in regret. Damn, it hurts to know that I shaved with the same razor that Christie cut herself with. I took the razor with me after I bathed Drew. I gave him his pacifier as I rocked him in my arms. Christie moaned a little when she woke up.
"Good morning, beautiful"
I sat beside her with Drew in my arms.
"Hey"
She mumbled tiredly and stood up. Is she still upset about yesterday?
"Gimme a kiss, bae"
I walked over to her.
"I'm not in the mood"
She turned away. Damn, this hurts.
"What about Drew?"
I held the baby out to her. She carried him in her arms and held him against her. In a way, I wish that was me.
"You still upset?"
I put my arm around her.
"A little"
She mumbled without eye contact.
"I love you. I want you to know that"
I kissed her cheek. She just turned away. She set Drew in his crib before heading to the bathroom. I ate a bowl of cereal then put a shirt on. I need to call up the guys.
"Hey, babe, have you seen my phone?"
I looked everywhere it could be. Christie shook her head.
"I guess we'll have to take a trip to Khalil's"
I announced. Christie didn't answer. Ugh, why does everything keep falling apart? I took Christie's hand and scooped up Drew before heading to Khalil's.
"Hey, how's it goin?"
Khalil greeted us.
"The same, probably worse"
I muttered. The rest of the guys were here also.
"Tell me when you wanna go. Ok, baby?"
I pecked Christie's cheek and handed Drew to her. She nodded then sat with the girls.
"So what's up?"
Ryan sat beside Za.
"Look..."
I borrowed Christie's phone to show them the pictures.
"...Christie thinks I'm cheating on her with my ex. It's Jason, not me"
I muttered in disgust as they scanned through the texts.
"It'll be ok, Justin. You know Christie loves you"
Za stated. Yea, but she doesn't know I love her. At least she doesn't act like it.
"...Can we just end this? I can't take this. I'm gonna kill them"
I spoke coldly, anger rising up in me.
"No, Bieber. Your brother is capable of something that we're not. If you go in there and try to kill them, you're screwed. Do you want to die? Do you want us to die? Do you want Christie and Drew to die?"
Khalil reasoned seriously.
"...Ugh"
I walked outside and leaned on the rail. I knew he was right. I knew the consequences. I just didn't wanna believe it. I dug out a spare pack of cigarettes from my pocket. I found them in my bag and decided to make them useful. I lit one up and breathed it.
"You've gotta be kidding me, Bieber"
Khalil stepped beside me. It was just me and him.
"It's just cigarettes"
I muttered carelessly.
"Dammit, Bieber. What does Christie think of this?"
Khalil questioned. "She's doing worse. She's the reason I'm doing this again in the first place" I thought in my head but didn't say it out loud. I only shrugged.
"C'mon, Bieber-"
"I'm not doing anything wrong"
I argued stubbornly.
"Ok, so if I take your fucking piss and examine it in a fucking science lab, I won't find anything illegal?"
He raised his voice.
"...No"
I lied and stomped out my cigarette before walking away.
(Jason's pov)
"Is it done?"
I asked John, one of my gang members.
"Yea. Here"
He handed me Justin's phone.
"Perfect. Jackson, sneak this in his bitch's purse or somewhere she'd see it"
I ordered Jackson. He's a common criminal in Florida. He was arrested for murder and selling illegal drugs. By "bitch", I mean Christie. We stole Justin's phone and set up a text conversation with Stephanie. We even added her contact as "Babygirl" in Justin's phone. We'll put his phone somewhere Christie will find it. The plan will work, because we set up cameras in their apartment. When Christie finds Justin's phone, that's when we'll have Stephanie send Justin a text message. Christie will see the text, and there's no way she'll believe Justin again. Everything is in place: Their friends are intimidated by us, Christie's back where she started, Justin's back on drugs, and Drew is helpless. I'll destroy all of them in no time. I've got them exactly where I want them.
(Christie's pov)
I was started to get tired, and I think Justin could tell, because he motioned me to wait a minute.
"I'm gonna go. I'm getting tired"
I told Kayla, Stacy, and Brie.
"Ok, goodnight"
They said their goodbyes before I stood up and walked to Justin with Drew.
"I'll see you tomorrow, guys"
Justin put his arm around me and led me out.
"You doing ok, baby?"
We entered our apartment.
"I'm tired"
I mumbled.
"I'll feed Drew. You get ready for bed"
He started to open a cup of applesauce. I nodded and walked off.
"Wait, Christie..."
Justin stopped me. I turned around to see him handing me a cracker.
"...Please"
He sounded sad and desperate. I took it and headed to the bathroom. I only ate half the cracker then threw it away. I took one glance at the mirror and sighed in disgust. I took out the lighter in my pocket and locked the door. Once I clicked it on, I held it under my arm. The burning sensation occurred, and I held in a painful breath as the burning increased. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I dropped the lighter on the floor and held my arm to my chest. I bandaged it up and brushed my teeth. I searched my bag for a night shirt, and I found Justin's phone. I was about to tell Justin when his phone buzzed. I read it.
"Babygirl: Last night was amazing. Are you busy tonight?"
What...the...fuck? Babygirl? Stephanie. Justin. I unlocked his phone to read the whole conversation.
"JB: hey baby.
Babygirl: hey baby
JB: I love u
Babygirl: I love you too
JB: I love you more"
Ugh! That's it! I stormed to Justin after he set Drew in bed.
"What the hell is wrong with you!"
I threw the phone at him, hitting the side of his head.
"Ow! Christie, what the fu-"
"Read it!"
I shouted angrily. He picked his phone up and read it.
"No no no, Christie-I didn't do this. It was my brothe-"
"That's the dumbest excuse ever! Justin, I'm sick of this! I fucking hate you!"
I screamed and teared up.
"Christie! Stop! Listen to me!"
Justin yelled at me, and Drew started to cry.
"No! I'm leaving, and Drew's coming with me!"
I shouted in tears.
"He's crying! You know why? Cos you're too caught up to listen to me!"
Justin roared.
"Me?! Do you think Drew wants a father who can't get his life in order?! Who's on drugs without even trying to stop?! I don't think Drew wants that!!"
I invaded Justin's space and shouted.
"NO!! But you're just as bad! Drew doesn't want a mom who fucking hates herself! Who starves herself! Who fucking harms herself, because she can't see that people care about her!! You must be pretty fucked up to not see that! I don't think Drew wants that! You're such a fucked up person who can't see the good in life, because your mind is so fucked up!! Everything about you is fucked up!!!"
His words broke me to pieces. Especially the last part. I knew he was right.
"You take that back, you asshole!"
I shoved him harshly.
"Don't fucking touch me!"
He pushed me back. We kept pushing and shoving each other until something snapped in me, and I started pounding on his chest.
"Fuck you!"
I hollered in tears.
"Get the hell off me!"
He managed to get a tight grasp on my wrists, causing a huge amount of pain in my wrists.
"Oww! Justin, stop!"
I winced and felt pain from the burns, cuts, and scratches. I saw coldness in Justin's eyes, which made me regret ever touching him.

(A/N: school tomorrow😷😵😡😖 posting Thursday💚)

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