✯eight✯
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"Your a lucky nigga if my mean ass like ya'

You ain't never had a bitch understand you,

Most of them wanna use you when they ran through"

-Favourite {Nicki Minaj}
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// not even gonna lie this chapters kinda sad //
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"Boo please, it wasn't even my idea!" Justin yells, attempting to plead towards Jason who was having absolutely none of it. Jason drops his bang beside his feet reusing to moving his gaze which was harsh and darkened with undesirable lust.

Justin was still in his panties from the night before, his hair was messy and his whole body trembling with fear and anticipation.

Jason doesn't storm or stomp towards Justin but instead, he swiftly takes a step forward and turns around again, only to shut the bedroom door.

Justin gulps and stands up willing himself to take a step towards Jason - who still had his back facing Justin.

"Please boo", Justin whispers reaching his arm out to touch Jason. He didn't realise a little tease would evolve into this, he doesn't want to lose his virginity yet, that shits too precious.

Justin's soft hand wraps around Jason's forearm and turns him around. Jason's face is plastered with an evil smirk. "Such a bad, bad boy cutie."

Justin gasps as Jason flings himself onto Justin sending them flying onto the bed. Justin squirms as Jason pins his wrists down immediately sucking onto his porcelain like collarbones. "Please Jason, no".

Jason ignores him and grinds down- hard- into Justin's flaccid cock. Justin continues squirming, he doesn't want this. "Please, please, please", he whispers over and over like a continuous mantra.

This isn't Jason. Whoever this is, its not his Jason. Jason would stop as soon as Justin said so, he wouldn't carry on. What's happened to him?

"Jason stop please", Justin begs feeling his throat tighten and tears well up in his eyes.

Jason, yet again, ignores him and cups Justin through his panties. "Stop moving", Jason growls pulling down Justin's panties. Justin cries out feeling Jason punch his thigh.

He sobs and places his hand on the red raw mark. "Keep being a struggle and there will be more where that came from, trust me".

Justin stares at Jason is disbelief. "This isn't you", he whispers.

Jason legit growls and clings onto Justin's neck with both his hand holding him down into the mattress cutting off his breathing.

Justin continuously gasps for breath as Jason holds him down, straggling him. He claws at Jason's arms, digging in his nails making Jason hiss in pain.

Jason removes one hand and punches Justin's hip making his wheeze. Tears profusely arise and pour down the side of Jason's face, soaking the mattress below.

Justin begins to reduce his struggling as he loses hope that Jason will let go. He lets hums arms flop to his aides as he stares into Jason's black eyes. Jason's face is calm, he doesn't have a scowl, he's just blank.

Justin's vision beings to blur at the edges as he slips away within each second.

Just before he slips away the hands and removed from his neck and his naked, flaccid body is picked up from the mattress. Faint yelling is heard and bangs too.

Justin's breaths are weak and broken as his heart begins to pick up pace again. His burning lungs are now aching as he's carried to help.

Justin begins to think as he has lost his ability to move.

No matter what anyone says, whoever that was... it was not Jason. Jason has gorgeous grey eyes, but those eyes were black. His face the once held adoration, held hatred and resentment.

His body is placed back down on something soft and he feels someone putting something on him to wear. Sniffs and slight sobs are heard too.

He feels hands hold the side of his face. The soft, familiar hands that belong to his boyfriend. Not the rough, dirty ones that tried to kill him.

"Justin, baby", a angelic voice sobs into his ear.

"I'm so sorry", the voice sobs again.

Justin feels heavy as black begins to cloud over. Justin wants to scream, yell and beg for Jason, the real Jason. The Jason he can hear sobbing and begging right now. Not the Jason that tried to kill him.

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"Answer the phone", Jason mumbles frantically, calling Bou. Jason stares that the practically lifeless body of Justin, his boyfriend.

There's a dark purple bruise forming on his thigh and hip bone. His neck as hand prints on it and a greenish bruise forming around it.

His beautiful, soft and tan skin shouldn't be riddled with those things. His skin should look pure and angelic just like it always does. Only now, it has marks that Jason caused.

He should have told Justin, he should have warned him that something like this might have happened. But no, Jason was too naive and believed that just because this hasn't happened in such a long time, it wouldn't happen again.

Well now look. Justin is hurt.

"Hey Jelly!" Bou's cheerful voice rings through the phone. Jason can hear a muffled voice behind the line.

"Bou, can you come home?" Jason asks quietly not taking his eyes off his boyfriend.

"What, what? What's happened Jason?" Bou asks concerned. The voice in the background says something and Bou tells them to shut up.

"It happened again", is all Jason had to say before Bou hangs up the phone.

Jason drops the phone and slides down the wall crying. He drops his head in his hands and sobs erratically, his throat burns at the harshness of the gut wrenching sobs he's producing.

He looks at Justin through his tears and crawls over to his lifeless body. he gets beside him wrapping a arm around his bare torso. He drops his head on Justin's chest and pulls him closer, snuggling.

"I love you".

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a/n: sorry for the short and sad chapter. I don't even know who to feel sorry for, my goodness.

I need to rant real quick, basically I bought four janoskian tickets for me and my friends and some girl comes up to me and goes 'you gonna buy me a ticket' and I was like 'da fuq no' then she started crying and now everyone's all getting pissy to me about it.

anyways, hope you enjoyed.

Lillie👑