I Still Need You (Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Part 18

So hey! I'm SO sorry for not updating sooner. I don't know why i didn't but now let's forget it! This is a update, and this chapter was 'breaked' in two, so it'll be more fun. Hope you enjoy it!

And don't forget: I'M SORRYYYYYYYYYYY!

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Camila’s P.O.V.

“Camila? Will you not answer me?” She asked, getting closer. Okay, what that bitch want from me? I didn’t do anything! Argh, this is her own fault! “Yes, I will. But let me ask something Alicia. Why you’re doing this?” I spat with venom, because I can’t handle this anymore. I know this girl for ages, and I don’t understand why she always picks me to ‘play’ her little games. Okay, maybe I understand a little since that accident with her dress. But it was once! Just once, and she still likes to do that to me! It doesn’t make sense! “You don’t understand do you Camila?” she asked, now in front of me, looking like I was some spider. “You want the truth? No, I really don’t understand. Why don’t you explain to me?” I asked, looking in the same way to her, getting really pissed. The rope is tightening too much in my hand, and is starting to hurt. The same for the others ropes. Wait! And Justin? Did she do anything to him? I will kill this bitch if it weren't this fucking rope!

"You never saw, hun? Never. You were always the attention. Since kindergarten. You were the lovely little innocent girl that was always laughing about nothing and I was that little girl ashamed from the others. And now you're the hot girl that is with the hottest guy, while I am the girl who needs to grab attention from the others to feel pretty. This is why I always put you down! And thank God you never analyzed that. Because I needed that. Is like live or death for me." She was 'explaining' to me. So, it was that? All that time, it was because she thinks I'm the attention? Is she crazy? No, crazy she sure is, but is she blind? She's the blond one, shinny and pretty, while I was the brunette in the corner, the fat one wearing glasses, with only one thing that could call attention: the green eyes. It was just that! Is not the opposite! I do really not understand her right now. You know, she never had all the bolts in the head, but that you've probably noticed. She continues: "And now, I need to make my revenge. Enough of you! I can't handle this anymore!” And suddenly, I saw her grabbing something in her pocket. Oh God.

Alicia.

Have

A

Knife. 

Justin's P.O.V.

"Yeah, I know that! But I don't know where she is!" I screamed while I was on the phone with Macaia. i didn't got to school today, i was trying to plain something. Where they are, if Camila is okay, how I will go there, if I should call police. I don't know. Nawel is trying to locate Tayla and Destiny, while Macaia was driving to Camila's house (where I still am) so we can meet and plain something together. “Okay, I’ll wait. Yeah, I’m fine, no need to ask 5 to 5 seconds. I know you’re worried too. Sorry for screaming. See ya” I hang up with her, because she was in front of police cabin, getting here. I got to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water and a Tylenol, my head is killing me.

Until now Alicia didn’t call and I’m getting more worried by minute. This is killing me. Her house phone start ringing and I run to get it. ‘Hello?’ I said, expecting Alicia’s or my girlfriend’s voice.  But I heard her mother’s voice. ‘Camila?’ She asks. Oh no. What do I do now?  ‘Is Justin, Layla. Your daughter is taking a bath in her room right now’ I quickly made up, trying to convince her. She believed. ‘Oh Justin, darling, is you. I though it was another person, so I was trying only to certificate. Can you please tell her that I’m sorry for not being there? I’m going to travel again this weekend, and this time is for more than a week. I’ll speak to her other time, but can you pass this sweetie?’ She asked me, and I let the breath that I was holding go out. ‘Yeah, of course I tell her. No problem at all.’ I answer, sitting in the sofa, leaning my head on it. ‘Thanks Justin. Have to go back to work now. Take care!’ And then she hung up. Moms… All the same.

I heard the bell rings and I get up, to open the door and reveal a very tired Macaia, with bags under her eyes. She was crying. Like I was before. She made a ‘hi’ with the head and hugged me, falling to my chest crying. I hugged her back, feeling what she was feeling, and then I heard her mumble something. “What?” I asked, trying to make out the words she’s speaking between her sobs. “Y-Your c-cell p-phone is r-ringing, Justin.” Oh, I didn’t hear that. I grab her hand and sit her in the sofa, while picking up my cell phone in the bedside table. The screen was showing ‘Alicia’ and I picked up in the same moment.

The only thing I could hear before saying “Hello?” or “Where is she?” is a loud scream, that make me put my Nokia away from my ear. It was Camila screaming.

She wasn’t just screaming. I could her scream between her pain and voice something like ‘J-Justin! D-Don’t come h-here! She will h-hurt you! She w-will t-try to kill yo-‘and the line went dead. 

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I DESERVE SOMETHING? No? Okay... :(

Dedicated to @Macaia because she's on this chapter and will be on the next too <3 Love ya!