violence vs reality

I was born and raised in Southern California, my dad is Australia and my mom was born in Tennessee. I'm 17 years old, my family is rich, well in a way they are. I get abused by my parents all the time, they threaten me if I ever told anyone I'd get it. Get it? What does that even mean? Does it mean that they'll kill me? Well I don't know, I really hate my life at the moment, my boyfriend well... His name is Drake and he's a controlling type, if I don’t do anything he says well bad things happen. Hi there, I'm Ashton this is my story.


11. is she okay

I trusted Justin. Today, he asked if Pattie and him could go down the road just to test what would happen, no one will know but us. He wanted to know if Drake listened and realized if he ever touched me again, sh*t will go down. I said yes, I let them cause I don’t want more drama, so it’s testing time. Justin gave me a kiss and left with Pattie. I sat on the couch pretending like everything’s normal, TV is normal right? Ten minutes have passed, it seemed normal for the first 8 mins. I kept hearing noises, it was not noises of kids or anything. I started shaking. I heard footsteps upstairs, I quickly texted Justin, “help there’s someone in the house,” I sent him the text. I felt someone behind me, I froze and I saw some hit me unconscious.




Justin’s pov:

Uh no! They didn’t, my threat was unclear for them, it’s pathetic, I guess this has to go plan B, take them down Ninja Bieber styles (LOL). I and mom quickly rushed home, I saw the van was outside out house, I ran home and quickly I saw them. “Oi, you mother f***s , wasn’t my threat clear enough for you,” I yelled out. I grabbed Drake and pushed him against the wall, “I told you to not mess with me,” I growled. I knocked him out bad, he was taken out to the floor. I saw mom grab the phone to dial the 911 emergency services, it was stupid these guys can’t afford time to back off, they have stalking problems. I ran to find Ashton unconscious on the bed, what the hell have they done to my baby, she has to wake up! I shook her so many times they it was not useful. I tried doing CPR on her as she might be in shook. I pumped on her chest many times to help her get heart back to speed, but it wasn’t helping. C’mon baby, wake up I said out loud. It wasn’t helping, if she dies I will be devastated, I will be gone too. She’s the only person who can make me happy, other than my mom. I see both Police and the Ambulance come inside.


Police: Can I take the patients name please?

Justin: Ashton  Tomlinson.

Police: Who is that man over there *points*

Justin: His name is Drake, he’s been stalking Ashton for ages, abusing her. They used to date, he won’t let her go until he gets what he wants.

Police: Okay, thank you Justin.


I saw them handcuff Drake and put him in the police car. I wonder if they’re going to check him out to, I did hurt him. The ambulance people took Ashton, I followed behind them into the Ambulance, and she couldn’t go by herself, that’s not right. I love her, she’s my angel and she will make it I know she can. I will pray for her until she wakes up, every night, every morning. I held her hand, I prayed for her in the ambulance, “God, please send down an angel that will heal my Ashton,” I prayed. She doesn’t deserve to be here, I should be. Go d doesn’t put people in these situations if they didn’t deserve it, now why?? We arrived at the hospital, I ran inside so I could make it in time before they did, they rushed her in to the until where they keep an eye on those who are in trouble, fighting for their lives. I stood outside her room, I needed to know what’s happening, she really is important to me, and I hope she’s okay. The doctor came out finally about 20 mins later.


Doc: Bieber, Justin.

Justin: Yes, that’s me. Is Ashton okay?

Doc: She’s ……………..

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