Man Down

'Through all the mayhem and madness of central station I had still managed to hit my target.
He was finally down.
Justin Bieber was finished forever.
I was the girl who killed the Justin Bieber, I was the girl who took his heart when I pulled out my gun.
It was me; Brooke Olivia James.'

Only three years after Justin got into the wrong business, has it come back to bite him.


2. One

I drove just under the speed limit as I headed back to my house. My heart was going faster than the car, I swear, for some reason I was so afraid of what I had just accomplished.

I mean as if Justin could come back from the dead to haunt me, I was certain that was impossible. I shuddered at the thought and stepped on the pedal.

I reached home a few minutes later and parked up, hopping out and closing my door. I locked the car with the automated system and headed indoors.

“Mwommy!” Jake said running to my legs and reaching up for me. I bent over and lifted him to my hip.

“Hello sweetie,” I replied with a weak smile. He could’ve been somebody’s son. “How was your day?” I asked, snapping out of my thoughts.

“Mwommy, Daddy let me go to the park!” He said excitedly.

I frowned looking across the hallway for the first time and noticing Jordan, my ex, stood against the wall.

“Jake, why don’t you run upstairs and play?” I suggested to him before letting him down. He rushed to the stairs and clambered up them. I heard his bedroom door slam and then I scowled at Jordan. “What the hell Jordan?! I told you not to take Jake out anywhere! You heard me!”

Jordan smirked “Why, you worried he’ll find out about you?”

“Don’t!” I snapped getting angry “Don’t push your luck with me, you are this close to never seeing Jake again!” I shouted holding up my hand in an exaggerated way.

I couldn’t be bothered with Jordan any longer. He annoyed the hell out of me, and I swear if I could turn back time and get rid of him but still keep Jake, I would.

“Could you please leave? I need to think” I sighed.

Jordan nodded “Tell Jake I love him?” I shot him a look and smiled faintly



I looked at my reflection in the half steamed up mirror. I had wet tangled hair, and a fresh look about me after stepping out the shower. It was nearly midnight and Jake was in bed long before now. I was getting tired but not enough to sleep. In fact I couldn’t sleep, every time I tried I just got restless.

After I wrapped my gown around my body I walked downstairs to watch tv. Doubt there’s anything good on but I can’t seem to do anything without thinking about this morning.


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