Breaking bad

Justin Bieber and Christian Beadles are underground drug dealers. Jasmine Villegas and Jacque Rae is two girls who suffers from leukaemia. What would you do if you knew you were gonna die from your sickness? The girls finds out when they meet the boys. The boys were told from the very start not to get too attached to the girls. But they don't really listen. The girls dads finds out what kinda boys they are seeing, and everything changes. The only thing the boys were told to do, was to keep their distance. Find out what happens when they don't.

This movellas, is just a little project i have in my head, and it would be cool if anybody wanted to read along. I get inspiration from many places, and my sister is a big help as well, so I'm getting help writing this. Hope you all enjoy.

The story is told by 4 points of views, and it may be confusing at first, but if you keep reading, you will get it


6. He's nothing but bad news.

- Sometimes i wonder, how i got here.-

Jasmines POV.

I laid in Justin's bed and watched tv. Justin was in the shower, and he had told me to stay in here till he was done. I looked around the room and saw a drawer that was left open. It annoyed me that it was open so i got up from bed and walked over to the dresser to close the drawer. I looked down in the drawer before closing it and saw a lot of plastic bags. I got one of them up in my hand saw a lot of crystal looking things. I wondered what it was and laid in on the dresser. I took another plastic bag and saw the same thing just in the colour blue. The other was totally see through, but this was this baby blue colour. I laid that on top of the dresser as well and pushed some of the bags aside down in the drawer, and saw a gun. What the fuck was this? I opened another drawer and saw a bong, and then it all made sense to me. Justin was either a junkie who had pushed all his drugs down in this whole dresser, or else he was a fucking pusher. I had to leave, and it was now, before he came back. I Grabbed my phone and ran out of the room as fast as i could, and down of the stairs. I run through the hours out of the door to the outside and ran down his driveway. I got my phone up and dialled Jacques number, cause i knew she was seeing Justin's friend Christian, and i had to warn her. 

"Hello?" She said.

" Jacque. Its Jasmine. Is Christian with you?"

" Yes, why?" She asked.

" Get alone now, i have to tell you something."


I just got home from eating with my family. It was a lovely dinner but i couldn't help but think about Justin, and what about if i had overreacted? And there was a good explanation, but no. I had to be clever this time and keep myself away from him. I got to my room and opened the door, surprised to see who sat on my bed. It was Justin. I tried to catch my breathe and tried to figure out if i should call my parents or not, and thats when i saw it. He had a gun in his hands. I couldn't call for help. He would kill us all. " Justin, i would like to see you leave now. I don't wanna see you anymore." He laughed. Oh my god, he's sick! He's laughing at me! And he has a gun! " I could see my gun had made you leave my place, and some other stuff. But listen Jasmine, i might be a lot different that Shaun, but you don't know my story. Come over here, and give me your phone. If you scream for help the game is over." He said as calm as possible, how could he be like this? " Justin Please. I saw your drawer! What do you expect from me? I don't wanna see you anymore!" He bite his lip, and i was afraid he was doing it to hold his temper down. He was ready to pop my head off. " Jasmine. It was a fucking drawer! You don't even know the story behind it! You don't if it has anything to do with me! How can you judge people so fast?!" He yelled at me and his eyes started burning from anger. " Get that gun away! Don't you fucking dare threading me with it! I saw your stuff! Im not stupid!" I got over to the bed where he pointed and sat down. He sat down next to me and looked at me. " Can i trust you huh? Im not fucking threading you! Its a promise! I will fucking blow your head off if you scream for help! My stuff huh? Do you think I'm a junkie?!" He said and i looked at his neck, and saw he was swallowing a lump in his throat. He was nervous. He was nervous about shooting me. Well maybe i was safer than i thought. " You're crazy! You wouldn't actually shoot me! i don't even know you after all!" He bite his lip, hard. " It hurts that you're so stupid! I've killed 3 persons, so I'm not afraid of killing you! I don't wanna hurt you at all, but if it was between us two, and one of us had to survive, i would fucking kill you. You don't even know what i do for a living. You just found some of my stuff and then you act crazy!" He said and looked at me with anger in his eyes. " You're working with drugs? Oh that made it all much better!" I said and got off the bed as fats i could. " Breathe Jasmine, and let me explain it all to you! Sit down and lets talk like normal persons." He said and looked at me more calm than before. " Stop talking like that to me. I don't wanna hear about your job. I had never thought this about you." 

" Im talking to you like a normal person. Calm down. Let me explain, instead of you judging me like that." He said and swallowed a lump. He was nervous again. He really wanted me to sit down and talk with him. He wanted me to accept him. " Talk." I said and relaxed a little bit more. 

" I don't know.. What do you wanna know? Im the person you get drugs from at parties? Im selling to some costumers i know, and then sometimes i fly to Vegas, and New York to sell at the bigger parties. And i only kills persons if they are trying to kill me. " I don't know. There isn't much more to the work. It isn't as bad as you think it is." He said and licked his lips. " What does your parents think about this? Its criminal! It is bad!" I yelled and looked at him a with a confused face. " My parents is okay with it, in the start they were like you, but they changed. Im sorry Jasmine. Its also criminal to drive two on a one bike cycle. And its criminal to drive without seatbelt on, i don't force people to buy my drugs, they do it because they enjoy it." He said and looked confused. " You can't tell me your parents were okay with it. But you sell drugs, and its wrong. I don't wanna be a part of it. I had never thought you would be this crazy." He ran his hand through his hair and pulled in it from frustration. " Okay, i don't talk with my parents anymore, because of personal reasons, that you don't need to know about. I will tell you anything about my work. But i don't see them anymore, and its not because of my work. I don't know anything else than what i work with, i have never known anything else than what i work with. The only thing i know, is that it is a job, that i can get money to live off. What is it that makes me crazy?" He said and looked more serious at me. " I don't wanna be a part of this Justin. "  I said and looked just as serious as he did.

" You are never gonna be apart of this Jasmine, i promise you. Nothing changes. You had no idea what i worked with before you saw my drawer. So everything is gonna stay the same. Im sorry i didn't tell you. Im so sorry." He said and looked very calm. " But it isn't right. Its not okay. And I'm gonna be a part of it, if i keep seeing you." I said a little bit more nervous that he would point the gun at me because i said no. His eyes begged for me to accept him. " I promise you're not gonna be a part of it. Im sorry. Im so so sorry." He said and wrapped his arm around me, and pulled me into him. " You can't say that now. I know it, and I'm gonna be part of it somehow. I knew you couldn't be that perfect." He trapped my hips and got me up on his laps to sit on him. " I promise you, its gonna be as it always had been. You're not gonna be a part of it. Believe me. Please?" He said calmly. I closed my eyes to think for a second. " Im gonna be apart of it. " I whispered to him.

His hands found their way to my ass and rested there. " You're not gonna be a part of it. Trust me. Please, trust me." He said and trapped my chin with his hand, and forced me to look at him. I closed my eyes and tried to stay calm. " I can't trust you on this." I said and pulled myself closer to him. He closed his eyes as i pulled myself closer to him. " You can trust me. Trust me." He whispered to me and laid me down in the bed, and got himself on top of me. I got myself more comfortable and ran my fingers through his hair. I swallowed a lump in my throat as i thought one last time if i really did trust him. And i guess i did, cause i couldn't help myself but kiss him. He kissed me passionately and pushed his hips down to mine. He pulled my top off me and forced his tongue in my mouth. He stroke my torso and pulled away from the kiss. " You need to trust me Jasmine. I only want you." He whispered to me. I nodded gently and kissed him again to make him shut up. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close to me.

He kissed me gently but pulled away from the kiss again. " Don't be mad at me Jasmine. " He whispered.  I bite my lip and started to shake on my head as an answer. I laid my hands on his cheeks and rolled around with him, so i was on top of him. I grinned on him and kissed him again. He gently kissed me back and grapped my hips. He pulled his own T-shirt off and stroke my torso again. 

And we all know what happened that night, and it was amazing. It was amazing. After we had made love we laid together and talked everything through. We made a promise. That if i ever got to be a part of this, it was over between us. I didm think about Shaun for a second that whole night. I fell asleep with my head on his chest. Ive never slept so good.


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