The Dion(Justin Bieber)

thirteen

"N-No J-Justin g-good b-boy." The man looked at me with a venomous smirk, his footsteps neared me with a solid thud each time they hit the concrete floor

"Get up slut, I don't have all night." He spat roughly grabbing my forearm bringing me harshly to my feet, I stumbled to catch my balance and no sooner I was pushed down on the bed

I refrained from all movement, kept my eyes shut just wanting to get this over and done with. The sound of his zipper made me shake violently, his weight pinned me down against the bed attaching his dry cold lips to my neck and jaw. 

His breath reeked of alcohol, the drunken mans hands roamed my bare chest, his nails dug deep into my skin, surely drawing blood. A whimper escaped my mouth when his hands moved to the waistband of my sweatpants, his bloodshot, cold, dark eyes shot up in anger.

I knew what was coming, the impact to my jaw was hard and agonizing, it throbbed as the blood rushed to the area, already forming a nasty bruise adding to the assortment of the ones already present on my body.

"Keep quiet." He growled swiftly tugging down my sweatpants exposing my lower half, tears slowly fell down my face as he stared at me disgustingly with lust

"J-Justin b-bad b-boy." I whimpered quietly, a wicked smirk spread across his face in satisfaction to my words

"You were worth every penny." He chuckled lowly, removing his belt eyeing my sharp reactions "Now since you act like a bad boy, you will be punished by like a bad boy." 

I cowered further against the headboard with fear, he snapped the belt against his hand teasing me. My knees curled tightly into my chest in attempts to prevent it from happening, I knew all to well no such thing would seize his actions, instead they would drive him to want to do it even more.

"I want you to count each time slut." He nearly tore my arm off with the force he used to pull me to the foot of the bed, my knees rested on the floor while my upper body was spread across the bed

I clenched my teeth squeezing my eyes shut waiting for the pain, when it came it had sent such a wave of pain through me I let out a pained scream "O-ONE." I cried through the pain

Another was landed only this time to my back "T-Two." I could feel the blood ooze from my wounds, such a sensation made me sick to my stomach

"E-Eight." My voice had died down to a harsh whisper, lashes landed to my back and bottom, each time harder and harder than the last

"Now, I heard you're not to good with knives aye?" My ears perked up at the venomous word

"P-Please n-no i-ill b-be g-good b-boy." I whimpered with all the energy I had which by this point was barely any at all 

He pulled me to the dirty concrete floor, the shiny silver of a knife shined against the dim light. I shook more than before "N-NO!" I cried out loudly

"Justin!." I was being shook by my shoulder, the images of the man faded slowly and fully when I snapped my eyes open revealing Lee Lee "Hey, its ok I'm here." She whispered softly wiping my tear stained face

"Lee Lee." I sobbed in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent calmed my nerves effectively when I was emotional 

"It was just a dream baby, your ok now. I've got you." She whispered gently running her fingers through my hair, I basically laid on top of her torso but she didn't seem to mind "Go back to sleep little one, ill be right here I promise." Her words sent me into much welcomed darkness once again