"I wasn't asking about you." I screamed at him.
"oh yeah, not what I heard."
"well trust me, I wouldn't make my life revolve around some stupid, arrogant, manwhore anyways." I felt the rage inside of me with that last sentence.
I walked away with my head held high, no regrets, nothing. It felt like a ton of brick had been lifted off my shoulders, I had relief from him.
He ran up and grabbed my arm tightly, I tried to jerk away but his grip only got tighter. "Let go of me I'm going home!" "No you're not!" and with that, everything went black.

This story contains racing, drinking, drugs, and alcohol. Other celebrities and Justin's friends will be featured. This story is full of twists and turns that you won't see coming.


8. Chapter 7

   I walked in the bathroom and looked in the drawers for a razor or sissors, no luck. I flushed the toilet to make it seem I really used the bathroom then walked back out. Bill was standing by  the door to escort me. All he did was grab my arm and walk me to the stairs that brought me to the upper level. There were more guys in suits by the doors. Bill handed me off to another man, he was taller, black, and had no hair. He walked me through the house and into the living room.

   "Thanks Kenny." Justin yelled from the couch.

   Kenny forced me to sit on the couch right in front of Justin.

 "Good morning..." he smirked, I didn't reply. "I don't get one back? That's kinda rude don't cha think?" he leaned in towards me. "Are you not going to speak?"

   I lifted my hands gesturing to the zip ties on my wrists. 

"Can I trust you?" he asked cracking his knuckles. "You can't run, I have men at all the doors, it will be useless." he could read through my stare that I was thinking that very thought, I simply  nodded. Justin pulled out a black pocket knife and released me from the zip ties. I watched as they fell to the floor, I was free but not entirely.

   I rotated my wrists, stretching and rubbing them from the zip ties.

"Are you going to say good morning now since I freed you?"

I perked my head up  fast, I felt rage inside, "You seriously expect me to be nice?! You basically kidnapped me, forced me to pee while tied up, THEN are a rude ass. So no I won't say good morning, I will say FUCK YOU!" I was out of breathe, he stared shocked, I didn't looked around, I didn't care, I only wanted to see his reaction.

    His shock stare instantly change to a smile. "Fuck me? Only if you want babe. But I don't move that fast." Seriously? Was he really trying to crack a joke?

" Really? A joke. Instead of wasting your damn time. How about you let me go home." I was inches away from his face. I noticed I was inching closer to him as my anger rose. He seemed really happy with himself.

"See the thing is Sam, your special. You're different."

"Yeah and so are you...mentally."

"Funny. But not what I mean." he was serious, I wasn't. I had control of this conversation.

""Ohh don't like it when people are mean to you? Bizzle? Isn't that what they call you?" his face went white.

"You don't call me that."

"Or what? You'll hit me again?"

He stood up and walked away. Another boy our age sat down in front of me. Justin soon disappeared around the corner. The boy that sat in front of me had tattoos like Justin, his ears pierced like Justin, but shorter hair than Justin. He was wearing all black like Justin but he had on Vans were Justin wore big bright red shoes. (Supras)

    "Alright, Imma cut it short and blunt got it?" he was looking at me fully focused and 100% serious, I nodded my head, scared to tell him no.

   "I'm Ryan, and that's Justin, you already know." he took a deep breathe. "You need to trust him, can you do that?" I looked confused, I went to open my mouth but Ryan cut me off, "No excuses, no acceptions. He picked you because he saw you were special."

   "I'm seriously confused with all this 'you're special' shit. Will someone please tell me what's seriously going on. Plus, how do I trust someone who did all this to me? I mean seriously would you?"

  Ryan stood up and held his hand to help me up. "Want your answers? Follow me."

We walked down a curved hallway and into a door, behind that door there was a large metal door with a keypad. I looked up, there were cameras pointing at the doorways, Ryan punched in his code then we walked through. 

    There were weapons hanging all over the walls, on tables, everywhere. Everything from rifles, to knifes, to grenades.

 "It looks like a lot I know. But keep on walking."

I followed Ryan admiring the weapons as we passed. We got to an office in the back wear Justin sat. Ryan knocked on the door then let me in his office. Ryan looked passed me and straight at Justin, "She's ready for answers." Ryan shut the door and left me there with Justin with a million weapons right outside the door.




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