The Second Time Around: 7.

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Remember that paragraphs in italics mean that it was just a flashback.

Chapter 7:

May 7th, 2017

7:00am

 

“(YN)… (YN) wake up.”

I slowly squinted my eyes open to see Pattie standing in front of me. I looked down and melody wasn’t in my lap anymore. I immediately got worried and shot up, sitting straight up and looking left and right.

“Don’t worry, Mel is sleeping upstairs. I put her there earlier, are you okay?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Come inside, I made coffee.”

I followed Pattie inside and to the kitchen. I had the biggest headache of my life as I sat in the stool and drank my coffee. I rubbed my temples gently and tried to ease some of the pain as I took a few advil.

“Hey Pattie, will you do me a favor?” I asked.

“Anything.”

“Can you watch the twins while I go out?”

“Sure honey.”

I thanked her before quietly sneaking upstairs and putting on some clothes. I needed to get out of the house, for one, and for two, I needed to get help finding Justin. I headed out to the garage and grabbed some keys before getting into the car and heading to the police station. My heart was racing as I drove. Maybe he got arrested? Doubt it, because he’d bail himself out, but still. If he got arrested, I’d be kind of relieved; I mean at least he’s not missing! Even thought that sounds absolutely crazy of me to say that…

I walked into the police station and right up to the front desk. I waited for the lady to get off of the phone before talking to her. She looked like a nice officer too.

“Can I help you miss?” she sweetly asked.

“Yes, I need to report my fiancé Justin Bieber missing.”

I could barely speak without my voice cracking. Saying his name physically and mentally hurt me. She wrote something down on a little notepad and looked back up at me.

“How long has he been gone?”

“About 8 hours.” I said.

Wow, it’d only been 8 hours… It felt like it had been at least a week. This was way hard for me, just standing there and talking to her about Justin missing.

“Sorry miss, we can’t send out a missing person’s report until they’ve been missing for at least 24 hours.” She replied.

“What do you mean? I need to find him.” I said loudly, just below a yell.

“I’m sorry, but we can’t help you. If you come back tomorrow-“

“Tomorrow!? Tomorrow!? You’re fucking kidding right? I have two kids at home crying for their dad and your telling me to come back tomorrow?”

“Ma’am, please lower your voice, or you’ll be physically escorted out of-“

“No! You know what? Fuck you all, if you can’t help me I’ll find him myself!” I yelled.

I turned on my heel and walked out of the police station. I could feel my eyes watering. Yes, it’d only been 8 hours, but I missed my baby. I wanted him to be home, now…

I decided to go for a quick walk and maybe calm down before I drove. I didn’t want to do anything stupid, especially if Justin were to come back tonight. I tried covering my face to avoid fans or anything like that, but it didn’t work. I didn’t know how I was supposed to smile and talk to them, but I tried my best.

“Are you (YN)?” a girl asked me.

“Yes I am honey, would you like a picture?”

She nodded excitedly and I tried my best to smile and act happy. I signed a few autographs and took a few pictures with a group of girls around 17 years old. When I began walking back to my car, I got surrounded by paparazzis. I covered my face with my purse as best I could and tried avoiding their questions, and then I had to stand up for myself and say something, because I couldn’t stand it anymore.

“(YN)! (YN) over here! Why were you crying!?” some girl yelled.

“Stay out of my fucking business.” I yelled back as I got into my car.

I backed out slowly, making sure not to hit anyone, and drove away quickly. Ugh, this would be all over the news, but whatever. I just wanted to get home now. I drove as fast as I could with the speed limit and eventually got home. I walked inside to hear the twins both crying and having fits. Pattie was trying to calm them down, but she looked stressed out. Wow, I had been gone 2 hours; it was already 9:30am.

“Mel! Lyric! What is the matter?” I yelled over their screams.

They both came running to me and hugged my legs. Pattie stood up and followed behind them and stood in front of me with her arms folded across her chest.

“Finally you’re home. They haven’t stopped crying since you left, they want Justin.” She said.

I looked down at both of their faces. They had puffy eyes with streaks from their tears all the way down their face. They hadn’t gone a day without talking to Justin, literally. This must’ve killed them; I could only imagine what their thoughts were.

“Listen,” I said kneeling down, “How about we give Grandma a break and be quiet for her for awhile. Grandmas head hurts and we don't want that, now do we? Plus, guess what tomorrow is?” I smiled, trying to get them to do the same.

They didn’t reply, so I just finished my own sentence, “You’re guys’ birthday!”

“With daddy?” Lyric asked immediately.

Again, with the daddy questions, this sucked. At least they were quiet for .2 seconds. I didn’t say anything; I just stood up and looked over to Pattie. They began crying again as soon as I started talking to Pattie. Why can’t you just be here Justin?

“What are we going to do for their birthday?” Pattie asked.

“I guess we could have Fredo come over with his little boy and a few others of our friends. I mean Fredo’s the only one who has a kid, we don’t know very many people, but I’m sure we can manage.” I explained.

Yes, Fredo had a kid. He and his wife, yes wife, had a kid around the time we had ours. Of course they weren’t married then, but he got married that summer. So they’ve been married almost 2 years already. They had the cutest little boy, and he got along well with the twins. Besides that, we would have maybe Twist’s nieces and nephews and Za’s too. I just hoped that Justin would show up.

 

(Justin’s POV)

 

“(YN) is worth a lot to you, right?”

“She means the world to me. Look, I’ll pay you back, in any way. I’d made that deal when I was young and dumb; please just don’t do this to me now.”

“I need you to do me a favor. I’ll give you a choice. One, pay me, which you can’t afford. Or two, (YN)...”

I looked at him like he was crazy. Either way, I couldn’t win. I was so dumb when I even considered signing a contract with this man. Plus, I was disoriented, I wasn’t even sober. I couldn’t let him do anything to (YN), yet I couldn’t pay him back any other way.

My breathe hitched in my throat as I stared at this man. I couldn’t even speak; I couldn’t answer his questions. I had just left (YN) at the concert, and I couldn’t go back without leaving her again. I remembered telling her about this disgusting man that I made a deal with, I really regretted it. It was over 4 years ago, and now I was paying for it, and she was too.

“I won’t let you hurt (YN). Why are you doing this to me? Anything but my family, please.”

I leaned forward in my chair. He did have a lot of power, so I guarantee that he could have me killed, but still. He got a smirk on his face and leaned back in his chair.

“Then your life won’t be as happy as you perceive it to be. If you even gave me anything besides those two things, you won’t have a family anymore. Listen, it’s either her or your whole family since you can’t afford any other choices. Those two precious twins of yours and your bride to be; now they may not be happy with your decisions when they’re dead and gone.”

I stood up quickly and lunged towards him, only to be yanked back by two guards. I kept trying to rip this guy apart. I just wanted to grab his neck and shake him. He threatened my family, and there was no way that he was getting away with that. But at the same time, there was nothing that I could do about it.

“Don’t you dare fucking touch them!” I yelled back.

“Then I suggest you choose wisely.”

I drove along the highway with tears in my eyes. I couldn’t understand why I was put in such a position like this, why would they do something like this to me? And he only gave me a week to decide. I didn’t think that they could control me so well, after everything had been going so great. I had two gorgeous daughters and an amazingly stunning fiancée, and right when I was happy, they ripped it apart. I had to find a way back, somehow, without hurting my family.

They’d done this to me and (YN) before; tried to destroy our relationship, but we overcame it. But how was I supposed to explain this to her, if I ever got to see her again? She probably was worried sick by now, pacing the floors of our room and waiting for me to come home. I needed to get in contact with her, without being seen. For one, he had people watching me 24/7, and for two, there were too many paparazzis. They’d rat me out by plastering my face all over the news.

I stopped at a hotel about 45 minutes away from my house and checked in a room. I asked the front desk to please keep my staying there confidential for now, and they agreed. It was hard; staying in a hotel when I could be at home cuddling up next to (YN) right now. I had to find a way to get to her, to see her again. I couldn’t sleep; I started tossing and turning in the bed. I just wanted to hold her in my arms at least one last time, but never let go…

Seeing that I couldn’t sleep, I got out of bed and paced the floors. I had nowhere to go anymore; no one to turn to. How was I supposed to give up everything we had, just like that? I couldn’t just have my family destroyed because of my actions.

Even worse, my twins’ birthday was in two days. I couldn’t miss that for the world, I wouldn’t. I had to somehow be there; somehow I had to get back. If I dared to go to (YN) though, they’d have both of us killed.