Time To Leave - book #2 of The Kidnapped By Bieber Series

"Justin? What's going to happen now?" Page asked. "I'm not sure, first of all we need to find a place thats safe. It's not safe for just the two of us in the middle of the city. I've murdered too many people, and too many people would give anything to kill us, painfully, and slowly," He sighed. He pulled her closer to him, as they hid in the small ally, alone. The gangs have left them, and ran off. They were sick of being controled by Justin. Page dosen't deserve this life, she was pulled into it. Page shouldn't have to be put into so much danger, she should still be at home, with her parents, and her younger brother. But now, she can't afford to think about her parents, which Justin had murdered. Her little brother is still safe, and hopfuly it'll stay that way. But Page, and Justin, are in more danger, than they have ever been. This is book #2 of Kidnapped By Bieber.

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4. Chapter #4 - Packing Up & Blacking Out

So everyone who commented about my talents are right about my writing talent. I actually really suck at skating. I don't know if I can sing or not, I get tolled I can sing, but I really can't say. So my talents are music, like, I can play almost any instrument instantly. I'm a good writer. But my most handy, and my favorite talent, is my talent to lie! I'm an amazing liar, I can come up with almost any lie for an situation within about 2 seconds and when it comes to lying, I got a poker face. Along with that I have very good come-backs. :)

 

             Page's P.O.V.

 

                     I fluttered my eyes open and started thinking back to everything that had happen in previous days. My eyes were brimmed with tears, and I was trying not to cry. I got out of bed and realized I was only in my bra and underwear. I turned around and looked at Justin, who was lying in bed smirking at me. "Ugh, Justin!" I groaned. I couldn't control my tears any longer, and broke out sobbing. "Hey, baby, I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd really care," Justin said, as he climbed out of bed. "It's not this, I-I just don't really want to leave everyone, they were my friends, but at the same time, I know we have to leave because the betrayed us. I'm just so confused right now! Too many things are running through my head, my thoughts are all jumbled up, I don't know who I am anymore, I just- I can take this anymore!" I said, collapsing into his arms. He rapped his arms around me tightly, and kissed my head. "I'm sorry baby, I never should have pulled you into all this," He sighed.

 

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                 I finished packing the things we needed such as clothes, toothbrushes, brush, etc. I tossed the bags under the bed so no one would see them and guess we were leaving. I headed downstairs into the big, dim lighted kitchen and went to the cupbourds. I got out some to the freeze dried foods, and the lighter foods that would be easier to carry. I quickly ran back upstairs, making sure no one saw we with the bundles of food. I went back into the bedroom and shoved all the food into a bag. I went back downstairs again and into our survival room, the room with all our backpacking gear, and stuff we can use in case we ever needed to bug out. I grabbed the water purifier, that way we can have clean water no matter wear we go, even if it means getting water out of the gutters. Justin and I won't be able to buy anything, we would be leaving evidence of where we were. We have o stay as hidden as possuble, so that way the gangs won't be able to track us down and kill us. We have to plan out our every move very carfully, because this isn't just some game anymore, and if it goes terribly wrong, we won't be able to turn to the gang for help. A tear escapes my eyes. This is so hard. All of my friends have betrayed me, and nw I'm running away from them, with my boyfriend who is the biggest criminal in american history. I look around the room and grabbed a couple knifes, two guns, and enough bullets to last us awhile. I ran out of the survival room, once again, making sure I am unseen as I make my way back to the bedroom. As I'm making my way back to the bedroom, my vision starts to blur, and everything starts going black, as I start to pass out.

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