The Names BIEBER

Its Kaite Howards first year in the small town of Stratford, Ontario. She is a senior along with her newly made best friend Abby Martinez. Kaite is the shy, quiet, bookworm, while her friend Abby is the life of a party. Abby got an invite to a party and decided to drag Kaite with her, while shes there, she meets a handsome, atractive, mysterious, dangerous boy. The only thing she knows is to avoid a boy named "Bieber"....


6. What are you doing?


  Damn, could this night get any fucking worse? I thought to myself. First off the incident with Drew was NOT what I was expecting. And on top of everything, I now I have another problem to deal with.

 I sigh deeply, running my fingers through my hair. Why cant anything go right for once? I trudged up the stairs to the house. Opening the door, I put my keys on the hook while kicking the door shut. A roar of laughter fills my ears as I make my way to the living room.

 " Bieber." A deep voice calls out. " Did you get our little situation handeled?"

 " Yeah, but I picked up a little bit of baggage that I need to take care of." I grumbled.

 "What baggage?"

 " Its none of your fucking business Collin." I sighed, my patience growing thinner.

 "How could you fuck this up Bieber? I told you to make sure your head was in the game!" He growled.

 "Its not my fault some stupid bitch got in the fucking way."

 "Whatever," Collin sighed. "Go fix your problem." Collin turned into the living room, where the rest of the gang was seated. Great, this is just fucking great. I checked my back pocket, feeling the cool metal of my gun. Instantly I felt relived. Lets go get this over with.

 I turned the corner, heading down a spiral staircase to the basement. The more I walked down these steps, the angrier I got. I punched the wall to feel some release, but instead I started to see red.

 I opened the door to where the baggage was locked away, throwing it open with a loud SLAM! on the wall. A tiny petite figure jumped. She probably would've jumped higher if she wasn't tied down. I grimaced a bit, seeing how bloody her wrists were from trying to get free.

 "Oh, your finally awake" I sneered. The form started to shake. Curiosity finally getting the best of her, she turned her head towards me. Damn, shes hot, I licked my lips at the thought of fucking her. Beautiful grey eyes, long blonde hair, nice ass, a body every girl would kill for, and that's when I noticed she was staring at me.

 "Take a picture babe, it'll last longer" I growled while glaring. I started heading towards her, raising my hand to run it through my hair, and she flinched. I felt a tad bit sorry for her, knowing she doesn't obviously know who I am.

 "What are you going to do to me?" the girl whispered. Who does she think she is? Questioning me when I already have enough to think about. I could feel the darkness, slithering up my body, consuming my mind.

 "Well, being a meddling bitch that you are, ill probably kill you." I said nonchalantly. I noticed her body froze. She would be a nice fuck, I thought as my eyes traveled down her body.

 "Stop looking at me you perv." The girl spoke up, a bit feisty. Really? Youre going to push my buttons, haha I don't think so.

"Don't fucking tell me what the fuck to do." My eyes darkened.

 "Bite me." The girl spoke again. Okay, now she needs to be taught a lesson. I smacked her hard in the face, leaving a red handprint on the side of her right cheek. I smiled inwardly at my self, until I felt something warm hit my face. I heard the girl gasp.

Oh hell no. My inner beast snapped. Rage filled my eyes, my anger rose to its highest peaks, my blood sang with fury. I reached into my back pocket, faster than her eyes could follow and pulled out my gun, and aimed it right where her pretty little heart was sitting.

'Who the fuck do you think you are?" the girl whispered, her face draining of color. I smiled, a deadly little smile.

"The names Bieber bitch." and with that being said I pulled the trigger, a loud shot sounding in the room. The girl screamed a ear-shattering scream.



 I screamed like my life depended on it. I was waiting for the pain, but I felt nothing. Was I dead? I heard heavy breathing above me. No, so I guess I'm not dead. I let out a sigh. I slowly opened one of my eyes, to see that the wall just above my head, had a huge gaping hole in it. I opened my other eye to make sure my mind wasn't playing a game on me. I couldn't help it, I started to cry. I am so thankful I didn't die. I moved my head slightly to see that this Bieber kid was still holding the gun, but it wasn't aimed at me. I took this as a chance to reason my way out of here.

" I promise I wont tell anyone what I saw, please just let me go home." My voice hurt. The screaming and no water taking a toll on me, making me sound like I smoke two packs a day. The boy then snapped his head up, his eyes boring into mine. He walked over to me, and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear. What the fuck? I thought in bewilderment. He mumbled something incoherently. He stuck his gun back in his pants, and pulled out a knife, cutting the ropes that bound my legs, then cutting the ropes that bound my wrists.

  A sense of relief flowed through me as I felt some of my blood moving. I looked down at my legs to see how badly I was bruised, then I glanced at my wrists. Im pretty sure I had the look of horror on my face as I glanced over my right wrist. It was caked in blood, and looked like it was set on chop for a blender. Gingerly, I moved it.

 "Shit.." I hissed in pain. That Bieber kid looked at me, his eyes emotionless. He shot a quick glance at my wrist, I watched as his eyes flickered. I started to prod at it, shocked that this was my wrist. A strong hand cupped my face, my breath hitched in my throat. Fear started to run through my body.

 "What happened?" Bieber spoke in a low-throaty voice, sending shivers up my spine.

 "Ex-boyfriend" I mumbled.

  "If you tell anyone what happened tonight, ill be sure to kill them and then ill kill you. Do I make myself clear?" He spoke angrily, his eyes still blacker than night. I nodded my head, knowing I couldn't speak. Bieber stood up, dragging me with him.

 We traveled up the staircase, and into a stunning kitchen. If this was any other occasion, my jaw would've dropped, but the only thing that held my attention was the thought of going home.

 "Justin, where are you going?" A voice rang out.

 "Out." Bieber called menacingly. Oh, it makes sense, I thought, this kids name is Justin Bieber. Justin grabbed a pair of keys off a hook, opened the front door, and out we stepped into the cold night.

  The car ride was silent. I watched as Justin fished around in his pockets, pulling out a pack of smokes.

 "Is there something on my face?" Justin growled. I adverted my gaze. Shoot, I got caught. "Answer me bitch." His voice started to pick up anger, as he lit up his cig.

 "No," I replied timidly. "But how much things do you have in your pocket? Its like a mini store or something." Justin puffed out his smoke, before laughing a deep laugh. He slightly smiled at me. I sat back, maybe this Bieber kid isn't that bad after all. Soon, we were on my street, my house looking dark and freighting.

 "Stop." I said. Justin slowly pulled his car to a halt in front of my house. "Thank you." I mumbled as I got out of the car.

 "Ill see you soon shawty." His rough voice, penetrating my thoughts. I turned and scuttled up the drive way, feeling his eyes on me the whole time. I quickly unlocked my front door, thankful that my mom was still sleeping. I closed it, letting out a deep sigh. I heard the revving of his Ranger Rover, knowing that indeed he was now gone. What the fuck just happened?





 Sorry for not updating! I had no interent! Sorry for a long, kinda boring chapter /: I had writers block and if this sucks, im sorry /:

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