3: Stolen

Everything is being stolen. Their friends, their family, and their lives have all been taken away, but who's doing it? At first--it's the Prezlocki brothers. They've taken Peyton and they want Justin to take the money. But when that problem slowly subsides, other ones rise. Where's Ryan? What happened to Chaz? Who the hell is stealing all of Justin's friends, and why does he suddenly find himself going to Peyton for help? There are so many questions, but they wont last long. Soon, they'll figure out the shocking truth about it all. © 2013 by beliebervision. All Rights Reserved.

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24. Chapter 21

"I'm not sure that I trust you," Peyton said, looking back at the three guys that were looming over her shoulder. She had Justin's phone out and was scrolling through the contacts, trying to find Ryan. She didn't know that Justin actually knew this many people, but she knew she had no time to be jealous about it. 

"You can trust us." Henry whispered into her ear, making her shiver. Adam put a hand on his shoulder and pulled him away. 

"Henry, stop it. We're not here to seduce her, we're here to get information out of her. And then we're going to leave." Adam snapped. Peyton whipped her head around again.

"Leave?" 

"Yes." Adam said, looking straight at her. "Dakota had some very simple instructions for us. He said: Talk to Bieber, get the information that you need, and leave. Go far away from wherever he is." 

Peyton's eyes narrowed. "What information do you need exactly?" 

Adam swallowed. He pushed a couple strands of hair out of his face before speaking again. "Well, Dakota said something about those fancy bullets that Justin has. We need to know where he got them." 

"And what good does that do for you?" Peyton said. She had found Ryan in Justin's contacts, and had clicked the call button. For all she knew, Ryan and Justin were listening right now. She turned around to face Adam, Henry, and Peter. 

"I don't understand." Adam said. 

"How will that information benefit you? Why are you involved in this in the first place, when it's none of your business?" 

All three of them were silent. 

Peyton slowly brought the phone up to her ear. "Ryan?" 

"Yea?" 

"Did you hear that?" 

"Yes." 

"Good. I want you and Justin to come to this address," She gave him the address of the building they were in. "And I want you to call the police on your way here." 

"Got it. Stay put." Ryan said, and hung up. Peyton stuffed the phone back in her pocket. Adam, Henry, and Peter will still staring at her. 

"You guys have gotten yourself into trouble that you don't want." Peyton said, crossing her arms. "And to think, you could've backed out." 

"That's not true." Adam snapped. Peyton suddenly wondered if the other two were just too scared to talk. "We're loyal to our cousins' words." 

"Your cousins were all douche bags with no brains. Don't tell me that their plans are wise and are great enough to rule the world." 

Adam shut his mouth. 

"Seriously, what made you think that getting that info would benefit you? Your precious cousins aren't alive to reward you. So I'll reward you with prison." Peyton spat. 

"The police can't send us to prison. We've done nothing wrong yet!" Peter complained. 

Peyton laughed. "You've done nothing wrong?" she said. "Bullshit. You blew up Justin's condo and you kidnapped me. I'm pretty sure that'll put you in jail or prison. Either one is fine with me." 

"Though, prison would be preferred." Said a voice from behind her. Peyton turned around to see Justin and Ryan. Justin looked angry, but happy when he saw her, and Ryan was studying three shiny, round objects in his hand. Bullets. 

Without thinking, Peyton flung herself at Justin. He was caught off guard by her actions, and they tumbled to the floor. 

Justin propped himself up on his elbows and immediately connected his lips to Peyton's. She didn't care if everybody was watching--she just wanted Justin to keep kissing her. Peyton placed her hands on both sides of his face and deepened their kiss. 

Both of their mouths opened under the pressure and Peyton gasped. Justin smiled before pulling away. She looked down at him, trying not to get lost in his perfect caramel-brown eyes.

"Well that was an unexpected hello." He chuckled. Peyton fought the urge to smash her lips on to his again, but instead she got up, allowing Justin to do the same. 

Peyton smiled. "I didn't think you were going to come, that's all." 

Justin raised an eyebrow. "You seriously thought that only Ryan was going to come?" 

"You were mad at me." 

"I was mad at myself." 

"Why?"

"You'll see after the police take these bastards away." He turned to Adam, Henry, and Peter who were all standing still. Peyton slipped her hand into Justin's and she started to hear police sirens. 

"The police aren't going to take us away!" Henry spat. "They'll let us go, and we won't bother you!"

"You won't bother us?" Justin asked. "I smell bullshit. Or is that just you?" 

Henry scowled at him.

"What did you want from me, anyway?" Justin turned to Adam. Adam was scowling at him as well. 

"Where did you get those bullets?"

Justin started laughing. "I got them from your uncle, idiot. He gladly gave them up after I killed him." 

Adam's eyes lit up, and he looked as if he were about to say something, but he was interrupted.  

Peyton, Justin, and Ryan all stayed silent as the police poured into the room. They looked around for a moment before Justin motioned to the three boys in the middle of the room. The officers nodded, and quickly started to handcuff them. 

"No!" Adam yelled. "I can't go to prison! I have a life!" 

"Save it for the judge." An officer muttered as he shoved Adam through the door. Peyton watched as the other officers did the same to Peter and Henry, before turning to Justin. 

"What now?" 

"Well, we have nowhere to go." Justin looked down at his watch. "Let's go for a walk," He placed a quick peck onto Peyton's lips, but she was quicker. She pulled him down and moved her lips against his. Justin smiled, copying her actions. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he wrapped his around her waist. 

Everything was going perfectly at that moment. Though, Peyton didn't know what was going to happen next. Justin pulled away and looked down at her, before holding out his arm. She took it, and held out her other arm to Ryan. Ryan gladly took it, and the three of them made their way out of the building, probably looking like happiest people alive. 

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