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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6. Chapter 5

Peyton knew that she ought to be excited today. Justin was coming to get her out of the hell hole she was in. Why wouldn't she be excited? Maybe it was just a matter of how much she hurt from Colton's punishment yesterday. Or maybe...no. She was excited to see Justin. Right? 

With a sigh, she plopped herself down on one of the leather couches in the living room. She didn't know what she felt anymore. She knew--for a fact--that she loved Justin. But she didn't know if being with Justin was good for her? Was Justin thinking the same thing? In the back of her mind, she hoped that he wasn't. 

The couch sank down beside her, and she jumped. She hadn't even noticed that Cooper had entered the room. She'd been too busy thinking about Justin. 

"You look...unsettled." Cooper pointed out. 

Peyton pushed a strand of hair behind her ear with a shrug. "Well Justin's coming today. Who knows what's going to happen? Everybody could die." 

"Not everybody." Cooper said thoughtfully. "Either you two or us three." 

Peyton gave him a sidelong glance. "How do you know that?" 

Cooper licked his lips. "I don't. It's just a guess." 

"Well, it's a scary guess. Why can't we all just get along? And push our differences aside?" Peyton turned to face him. "Is that too much to ask?" 

"Maybe." Cooper copied her actions and turned to face her. "Neither of them told you the whole story?" 

"No." She bent her head. "Justin never liked that subject. Whenever I mention it, he goes into dark-Justin-mode." 

"Justin probably doesn't know the whole story." Cooper explained. "He was young when his mom died. He didn't get his revenge until a couple years later, and our father never got to finish his plans." 

"Plans?" Peyton echoed. "You mean, there was a reason he killed Justin's mom?" 

Cooper nodded. "She had the money." His answer was barely a whisper--but Peyton managed to catch what he said, and she stifled a gasp. "She did a good job of hiding it, too." He continued. "They lived with Justin's grandparents--just to give the illusion that she had no money at all. Colton said it was about $500,000. But nobody knows for sure." 

"That's why you think Justin knows where it is." 

"No, we don't think that he knows where it is. We think that he has it--but he just doesn't know it." 

Peyton pressed her lips into a thin line. "Oh." 

"Something you want to say?" Cooper raised an eyebrow. 

"No, I'm just thinking about what'll happen today." Peyton rose from the couch. "I'm going to go find Colton." 

She padded out of the living room and towards Justin's old bedroom that Colton had claimed as his. Every time Peyton slept in there, she never really got any sleep. It felt wrong with Colton next to her instead of Justin. 

Peyton found Colton sitting on the bed with a gun in his hand. He was studying it intently. Peyton knew that it was Justin's gun because Bieber was engraved on the side. Colton must have just noticed her presence--because he jumped. 

"Scared to see me?" Peyton asked, fighting back a smirk. 

Colton glared at her. "No, I just didn't hear you coming." 

She sat down on the bed next to him and brought her lips up to his ear. "I don't think that's the reason you're all jumpy."  

Colton shivered from her seductive tone, but said nothing. For once, Peyton had gotten him. 

"You're afraid of Justin!" She said cheerfully, hastily getting up from the bed. Colton tightened his grip on the gun, and his jaw set. 

"No," Colton spat. "I am not afraid of that little bastard." 

Peyton opened her mouth as if to say something, but quickly shut it due to the loud noise coming from the living room. Her eyes widened and she rushed out of the bed room to see what it was. Colton wasn't far behind her. 

When they reached the living room, the door was lying on the ground--and leaning against the door frame was Justin and he was smoking a cigarette. 

Peyton tried not to run up to him and wrap her arms around his neck. Instead, she bit her lip and tried to draw blood. Unsuccessful with that alternative--she glanced at Colton for a split second before throwing herself at Justin. He gladly wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. Just like she wanted. 

As they pulled away, Peyton wrapped her arms around his chest and buried her face into it so she couldn't see Colton. She didn't want to see Colton anymore. 

"Well as much as I would like to leave without causing anymore problems," Justin said. "I'd prefer to get this party started." 

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I also want to say that I got a new movella idea :D and I'm really excited about it. BUT I'll have to finish Stolen and Contest Crasher before I post it. 

Oh and speaking of Contest Crasher...Please go Love, Favorite, and Comment on that one too! It's probably going to be my only Justin-is-normal-and-not-a-bad-boy movella, so you should read it if you don't like bad boy Justin. LOL but who doesn't love bad boy Justin? 

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