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.


7. Chapter 6

"That's a nice gun you got there." Justin pointed out as Colton pointed the gun at him. He wasn't afraid--because he could dodge it perfectly; he was just afraid that Colton would realize that again and point it at Peyton instead. But he didn't show his fear. 

Colton didn't sport his usual smirk. He looked all business. "Don't act like a smart-ass, Bieber. You know that this is yours." 

"Of course I know it's mine." Justin said tiredly. "You're really behind today, Prezlocki." 

Colton scoffed. "Maybe you're behind. Where's my money?" 

Justin shrugged. "I don't know." 

"Oh please. We all don't believe that." 

"Who's we?" Justin cocked his head. "All I see is you." 

"Dakota and Cooper are here. They're just not threatening to kill you." 

Justin faked a gasp. "Kill me?" 

Colton glared at him. 

"Why," Justin said. "Is that even possible? To kill Justin Bieber? Because it didn't work the first time." 

Colton opened his mouth to say something when Peyton interrupted him. "And I'm glad it didn't work the first time. So don't try it again, or I'll kill you myself." 

Justin looked down at her with a frown. "Peyton, stop talking." 

"No," She pulled away from his grip. "I have a right to keep talking." 

This time, Colton smirked. "The girl's right, Bieber. Give her a chance to say something." 

Justin shot a glare at him before sighing. "Fine." 

"Thank you." Peyton said as she turned to face Colton. "Will you let us go if I tell you where the money is?" 

Colton did a double take. Justin had to admit that it was funny to watch, but he himself almost did the same thing after hearing what Peyton said. 

"You have the money?" Colton asked, still baffled. 

Peyton nodded. "I know where it is." 



Justin and Peyton watched as the three brothers dug the rest of the money out of the floor. Peyton had said that when they were done, that "they were all going to talk". But Justin didn't buy it. He was disappointed that this money was hidden in his house for years and he didn't even know it. And now it was in the hands of three bastards. 

"Okay, that's the last of it." Cooper said, standing up as he did so. Dakota and Colton copied his actions--both with smirks on their faces. 

"Justin," Peyton said, breaking his thoughts apart. "Did you buy this house yourself?" 

He shook his head. 

"It all makes sense now." She said. "Their dad wanted the money, so your mom bought this house with a portion of it and hid the money down here. She knew that he'd never find it in some random house." 

"Doesn't that make it my money then?" Justin said distantly. He was staring blankly at the piles of money by the Prezlockis' feet. 

"Not when we have it." Colton snickered. "I just want to make sure you don't get in the way again, so, sorry, but we still have to kill you." 

Justin's head shot up and Peyton frowned. Dakota and Cooper both held guns that were both pointed at Justin and Peyton. Dakota held Justin's gun, and he was pointing it at Peyton. Cooper held a normal gun, and it was pointed at Justin. 

Justin swore. "What is up with you guys and pointing the good gun at her? Are you too scared to point it at me?" 

Peyton looked up at him. "Justin, it's fine. I'd rather die with you than die alone." She grabbed his hands and interlaced their fingers before smiling up at him again. 

His heart almost shattered right then and there--but he managed to keep breathing normally. "You know what?" He said. "I'd rather not die at all." 

He quickly disconnected their hands and shot his leg out at Dakota, knocking him down. Colton stared at him with a baffled expression. He smiled at him before punching him square in the nose. Colton stumbled back as Justin hooked his foot behind Cooper's legs, and pulled forward, causing him to fall to the ground as well. 

Suddenly, a loud gunshot was heard, followed by Peyton's screaming. Justin looked from Dakota--who had managed to get up from the floor--to Peyton, who stood there with wide eyes. Justin's eyes also grew wider as he noticed the bullet-sized hole in the wall beside her. 

"Peyton," Justin said. "That was aimed right at you...How did you dodge that?" 

"Funny you should ask that," A new voice said from behind him, making him jump. He turned around slowly to see Ryan Butler grinning at him. "I loaded the gun with normal bullets before Colton crashed the car, knowing that he'd want to take it." 

"So it's not the gun," Colton said. "It's the fucking bullets?!"

"Ryan," Peyton whispered, ignoring Colton's remark. "How did you get here?" 

"That's a good question as well," He smirked. "I changed the plane ticket amount from one to two when Justin wasn't looking and I followed him here." 

"You bastard." Justin spat, when he was actually really glad that Ryan had done what he did. 

Ryan shrugged. "I see you guys found what you've been looking for." He gestured towards the cash on the floor as he eyed the Prezlocki brothers. They were all back on their feet now, glaring at Justin, Ryan, and Peyton. Ryan turned to Justin and Peyton with a smile. "Do you guys need any help with finishing these bastards off?" He reached into his pocket and pulled out about seven shiny-looking bullets. 

Justin pulled his gun out from his back pocket with a smirk. "I'll take help finishing these bastards off any day." He loaded the bullets into the gun and aimed it at Colton--his finger resting on the trigger. "Now, you can stay still. Or, you can be difficult and try to move out of the way." 

Colton studied him for a moment before spreading his arms out wide. "Go ahead." 

"Good, I'm glad we've decided to cooperate. Stay still, like I said, because this will only hurt a lot."  

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