Equilibrium: 2: 1OAK.

For everyone calling me a liar.. I didn't lie to anyone. I said 'hopefully' I'll be able to post tonight. So there was no guarantee!

Anyways, just a few updates. I'm just gonna update once a week every Sunday from here on out because I really am busy with sports and everything lately and it's hard for me to write so hopefully you understand. It'll be like a TV show ya know? How they come out every week and it leaves ya hanging(: lol but that's how I'm doing it because people keep complaining and getting mad at me and idk what to do because when you do that in the first place I don't even wanna continue posting. But I am. For you(;

But here you go!(:

2:

*Justins POV*

 

“Babe what are you doing?”

I felt Sel’s arms snake around my stomach as her soft voice filled the empty room. I slightly jumped, locking the phone that I had in my hands as an automatic reaction.

“Don’t do that.” I said sternly as I turned my head towards her.

The smiled from her face disappeared quickly and she loosened her grip around me. “Why? Who were you talking to?”

She pushed herself all the way back to the pillows on our hotel bed and leaned against the head board. I knew that this wasn’t a good start to the day.

“No one. It’s none of your business.” I lied.

I had to lie to her because otherwise she’d get pissed. I had been texting Twist because he waslooking for girls to come to the club with us tonight. We were going to go alone, but then I thought that that wouldn’t be any fun, nowwould it? And I wasn’t going to bring Sel, she’s too damn clingy.

“I swear if you’re texting-“

“I’m not texting any girls!” I yelled and she jumped.

I stood up with my fists clutched by my sides. Having a girlfriend was way too much work for me. It was like a little fucking pet following me around all day wanting nothing but attention. I couldn’t handle it much longer.

“I wasn’t going to say girls but since you mentioned it.” Sel retorted angrily as she stood up.

I watched as she started grabbing her jacket and putting on her shoes. I grabbed her arm and she tried pulling away but I wouldn’t let go of her, we needed to talk.

“Sel, you’re overreacting.” I simply said.

“Overreacting huh? No, I’m not.” She spat back.

“God why do you have to be such a bitch all the damn time? I don’t know why I still put up with this.” I said, dropping her arm back down to her side.

It wasn’t long before her hand reached back up and striked my face, leaving a red handprint on my cheek. And without any words, she left the hotel with her purse in hand. I slammed the door behind her and screamed nasty, not-to-be-repeated words while slamming my fists into the door. Minutes after Sel left, Twist walked through with a smile plastered on his face from ear to ear.

“Do you want the good or bad news first?” I then realized that he was faking his smile.

“Just fucking tell me.” I walked into the mini kitchen and grabbed an icepack out of the freezer, wrapping it around my swollen knuckles.

“Well I couldn’t get us any girls tonight… but Idid get us booked in a VIP area in 1 OAK where we can scout out chicks. One of them is bound to make you feel better than Selena ever does.”

I rolled my eyes at him but in the end, I couldn’t help but crack a slight smile. Twist was one of my closest friends and he always found a way to make me feel better. I couldn’t ask for someone better. He literally helped me get everything I wanted: weed, liquor, women. I had it all whenever, wherever.

“And the even better news is right here.” Twist pulled out a couple of joints and placed them before me along with a small bag containing a white substance. “Something to settle you down before we leave in a little bit, and something for later tonight.”

I took one joint, lit it, and took a hit. The effects immediately hit me and I felt my heartbeat slowing along with my motions. I honestly didn’t care about Sel after all. Damn, I reallycouldn’t have asked for better.

 

“JUSTIN OVER HERE! JUSTIN! BIEBER!”

Screams everywhere around me echoed my ears. Everything seemed to be just a little bit louder than usual. I rushed into the club, escorted by bodyguards with Twist and Za by my sides as usual. Going to the club with my boys was one of my favorite things to do. That,occasionally some dope, and find hot chicks and get-

“Justin, come on.”

My thoughts were quickly interrupted by Twist directing me to a back corner where we had a private table. I sat down on the cushioned couch and drinks were placed on the table in front of us. Within, what, 10 minutes? Girls were already being brought to us. I figured. We either rejected or accepted them and most got rejected.I couldn’t accept anyone who wasn’t my type, and I had high priorities. I came across one girl though, and I definitely let her stay. She was sexy as fuck and had an amazing curvy body. I was dying to get a piece of that.

I took a sip of my drink and pulled her by her waist closer to me. This was the easy part; take it step by step so that she doesn’t realize what I’m actually trying to do. Step one was the easiest because my looks aided to it a lot seeing I was the most handsome guy in the room.

“What’s your name sweetheart?” I whispered in her ear. I could see a nervousness rush over her body.

“Farrah.”

Step two. Get her to trust me. This one was fairly easy too. I just had to say a couple of quick short sentences and a few drinks later…

I raised my hand to get a round of drinks and turned my attention back to her. “Farrah… what a sexy name for a sexy girl. Who are you here with?”

“I’m here with a group of friends.”

“And where’s your boyfriend?”

“We just broke up, actually.”

Short and simple answers. I could tell that she was thinking about what was going to happen. No boyfriend is just a plus. I smiled to myself and rubbed my chin. Step three: the last step.Offer her to go somewhere a little less crowded.

“Well I think I can make you feel better. How about we go somewhere less crowded for a little bit?”

She simply nodded and I knew I was in. It was so simple, yet I got so much out of it. Sometimes I wished that it was harder and girls weren’t so easy but hey, I can’t help it. I downed my 6th drink and shook my head. I was definitely gonna feel this tomorrow morning.

I grasped her hand tightly and we maneuvered through the crowd to a door that led to stairs. The stairs then led us upstairs to a secluded room that was just perfect.

The girl, whatever her name was, glanced around, she looked so lost. I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her close to my body. Without any further words, I took control and pressed my lips against hers. This was too easy.

Minutes later, her dress was lying on the floor and she was down on her knees. I moaned and threw my head back, this never got old.

“Justin!”

I heard loud bangs on the door and I groaned. Great, someone just had to interrupt me in a moment like this.

“Get up.” I said to the girl angrily as I roughly pushed her away from me. “One minute!” I yelled to the person behind the door.

“Justin I fucking need you now!” they yelled back.

“Hurry up.”

She stood up, covering her body with her small hands and struggling to pick up her dress and slip all of her clothes back on. I leaned against the desk and took a swig of the bottle I had gotten a hold of as I made a thin line and rolled a hundred dollar bill into a tight cylinder.

“Will I see you again?” the girl said as she stood before me, looking like a hot mess.

“Nope, now out.”

“Wh-What? This isn’t fair! T-That- I’ll tell everyone you sexually assaulted me!”

I snorted the coke perfectly through my nose and it shot into my blood stream, allowing me to continue my high. I shook my head and laughed, approaching her slowly. She backed away all the way until her back hit the wall beside the door. I bent down and breathed down her neck, making her shiver under my touch.

“That’s the good thing about girls like you, sweetie. No one will ever believe you.”

The door flew open and she ran out crying. The bass of the music was louder while the door was open adding to the sensations I was feeling throughout my body. I didn’t feel that bad, about the girl of course, it’s not like I took her virginity or anything. I was planning too, but I didn’t get that far. I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes, feeling better than ever as…Twist?

“What the fuck?” I said as he rushed into the room huffing and puffing.

“Justin who the hell was that girl- wait, never mind that, I need your help.”

“Yeah I can see that.” I laughed as he stood in front of the door.

“Man shut the fuck up! I need to concentrate and your cockiness isn’t helping. And I see that you did all of that coke! I wanted some for later, ass.”

The cocaine mixed with the alcohol and thesmoke were doing strange things to every part of my body but I definitely was understanding of the situation, I guess. I always was. I had to be because if I was off track, bad things happened all around me. If I lost control I’d never get it back.

I left the room and went into the bathroom, washing my hands. “What do you need?” I said as I dried my hands.

“There’s this girl… I was talking to her… she fainted from the blood and I don’t know what to do with her!” he spoke quickly; I could barely make out any of his words.

“Well where the hell is she?”

“Downstairs-“

“You left an unconscious girl lying on a fucking couch in a room full of horny fucks?! Get her up here and don’t let anyone see you. And get Za too.”

I angrily sat in the chair by the desk, snorting the last of the coke and taking in the last of my high. I just finished it all when Za came bursting through the doors with an angered look on his face.

“What the fuck is going on now?”

“Don’t look at me. Twist said something about a girl passing out? I wasn’t really listening.”

“Why am I here than?”

“We’re came here together remember? When something happens we fucking handle it together so shut up and deal with it.”

He shook his head and leaned against the desk ranting on about the party downstairs. He knew not to argue with me because no one ever argued with me, it just didn’t happen.

Twist came into the room carrying a petite girl in his arms with her face tucked into his chest. She looked as light as a feather as her feet swung back and forth. Her body was lifeless, “Clear off the desk.”

Without hesitation I moved everything on the desk to the sides so that she could fit. When he set her down I had to double take because-

“Who is she?” I asked, almost stunned. I’d never seen someone so… so beautiful with Twist before.

She had creamy tanned skin and an angelic face that could have been carved from marble. Her dark hair flowed around her like wind through the trees. Her features were so soft and they made her look so young and innocent. She had to be at least 21 for this club, but I would have never guessed so if she weren’t here.

“(YN). Her name’s (YN).” Twist said more calmly, “She’s hot isn’t she?”

She was more than just hot. She was breathtaking. Everything about her was remarkably amazing.

“Did you fucking kill a girl?” Za spat.

“She’s breathing.” I said quietly as I stared at her chest that slowly rose and fell in a steady momentum. The curves of her body compared to nothing I’d seen before on another girl. I had an urge to run my fingers over her soft skin and through her hair.

“What do we do now?” Twist said dumbfounded.

“Get her something to drink that’s not alcohol and grab something for her to eat too. The blood must have caught her off guard.” I said as I approached her slowly.

There was a long line of blood from her elbow to her finger where the cut was. I wanted badly to clean the gash but I feared touching something so delicate.

This girl had a unique innocence about her that I couldn’t place my finger on. It made me feel slightly awkward around her. I could tell that she was very pure. She almost reminded me of my own mother and no one compared to her either.

I shook those thoughts out of my head and rushed to the bathroom to grab a wet washcloth. I came back to see Za lightly shaking (YN), “I think she’s waking up.”

We all crowded around her, well all three of us. I held the washcloth, Twist had a bottled water and a granola bar, and Za was awaiting her consciousness as were the rest of us. She groaned slightly and I felt my heart race as she stirred.

“(YN), it’s me Twist.” Twist said softly.

Her eyes remained closed but she moved slightly. “Here, try to sit her up.” I said, still refusing to touch her even the slightest bit. It didn’t seem right to.

Za sat her up and sat next to her, allowing her weight to rest on him. Her legs hung off the side but didn’t touch the floor even by the slightest bit.

“I’ll clean her up.” Twist reached for her arm but something in me did not agree with that.

“No,” I said urgently and pushed him away, “I’ll do it.”

He backed away and I looked at her arm with shaky hands. I lifted her arm up and looked at the dried blood that travelled in a long stream on her arm. I lost my train of thought and my eyes travelled everywhere exploring her body.

“Justin what the fuck is your problem?” Za asked.

“It’s the coke.” I lied. I wished it was the coke that was making me feel this way but I knew it wasn’t. I’d never acted like this on one of my highs before, it had to be her.

I continued to clean her bony fingers and small arm of blood. The cut wasn’t that bad but the blood poured out for some unusual reason.

“She’ll be okay, she was just scared.” I said confidently.

I quickly bandaged her cut tightly before staring in astonishment. My body… I couldn’t handle it. I backed away into a far corner, my back hitting the wall with a loud thump. I tried to calm my nerves but the coke was still in my blood stream.

“(YN)? Wha-“

Another girl came into the room looking like she’d just seen a ghost. She approached (YN) and seemed to be crying.

“Oh my God this is my fault,” she mumbled to herself. I could still here every word she spoke from the quietness in the room, “I knew I shouldn’t have taken you here.”

She looked around at us with tears in her eyes and staining her cheeks. Wow, what the hell got into her so quickly?

“What the hell are you looking at?” she screamed at all of us.

We all looked away and down at our feet like scolded children. I may be a tough guy but when a crying woman yells at me, I know not to say a word to displease her any more than she already is.

She gently slapped (YN)’s face, quietly saying things to wake her up. Her eyes fluttered open and her voice was raspy, “Bri I’m okay.”

My body began to feel all tingly and weird again but I pulled myself together and started to plan out how to get this mess out of the club as soon as possible.

“Did they drug you? Oh god they did!” The girl supposedly named Bri frantically said.

“No! No I don’t think so…” (YN) said looking as if she were backtracking in her thoughts. At this point, she was more alert to the situation and she looked around with wide eyes.

I was hit hard as I looked into her dark pupils that spoke volumes. Even in the dim light I could see the colors of her eyes shining.

“What’s going on?” she asked rubbing and blinking her eyes. She flinched and pulled her hand away, staring at the bandage around her finger.

“OH MY GOD! THEY HURT YOU TOO!? I’M CALLING THE COPS!” Bri screamed.

I was too lost to even move but I watched as Twist and Za calmed her down, grabbing her arms to stop them from swinging.

“Brianna! Calm down. I was with Twist; I passed out from cutting my finger and seeing blood. They didn’t do anything to me.”

Brianna, that must be her full name now, looked at Twist and Za with scared eyes and stumbled as they let her go. Nobody in the room seemed to acknowledge my existence, not even (YN).

“Can we go home?” (YN)’s small voice suggested. She hadn’t even glanced my way yet and I don’t know what would happen if she did.

I just wanted to get out of this room and disappear in the bathroom where I could purge my body of all of this shit I had put in it tonight. I prayed that it wasn’t the coke speaking and (YN) actually looked this incredible because she was getting hotter by the minute.

(YN) hopped off of the desk and stood before Twist, staring down at her finger before looking back up into his eyes. “What happened?”

“After you passed out I brought you upstairs to get away from all of the commotion. We got you cleaned up and made sure you were okay and now we’re here.” He explained.

“Who did this?” she asked examining the excellent bandaging around her finger.

“Justin did. Don’t blame me, I didn’t do it.”

“Justin?”

“Me.” I decided to identify myself and I stepped out of the shadows of the room. How cliché.

She looked beyond Twist and finally our eyes met. We just stared at each other for an awkward minute, the full effect of her eyes hitting me even harder than before.

“Th-Thanks.” She hung her head down and spoke to herself but it wasn’t audible and her hair was creating a curtain over her face. I wondered if she noticed that I was Justin Bieber, not just any Justin. Maybe she did but she didn’t want to say anything. I wasn’t sure but if she did she probably would’ve acted differently, right?

I started laughing for no reason. Damn, I hated to blame the coke but that was definitely the problem. It was not the right time of the right place for this-

“What’s so funny?” (YN) cocked her head to the side while resting her weight on one hip. She was so alluring; I couldn’t handle my body around her… fuck.

“Nothing.” I replied simply.

“Then why are you laughing?” she snapped back.

I was taken aback but I straightened myself out and shook my head. “I didn’t mean to offend you.”

“What’s wrong with you?” she asked in a more caring tone.

“Don’t mind him,” Za interrupted, “He’s a little hopped up at the moment.”

(YN) gave a knowing nod and I saw her hide a smile. Her smile quickly was yanked away when Brianna started tugging on her arm.

“Thank you, Justin.” She said before she was pulled out of the room.

“You’re welcome.” I whispered to myself.

I let out a sigh of relief but also a sigh of disappointment in myself and… I don’t even know.

I still had the weird feeling I had when (YN) was here but of course they weren’t as strong as before. I could still feel her presence around me and I could still smell her perfume. I had a feeling that I’d see her sometime soon, and I prayed that I would too.

“We should get out of here bro.” Za said as he headed towards the door. I began to follow close behind but the door flung open once again and in came someone who I hated to see in a moment like this.

“Why the fuck were their girls in here? Huh Justin? Are you going to explain why you lied to my face earlier? You’re such a douchebag!” Selena began yelling.

“Sel stop I have a headache.” I groaned.

“All that coke was too much wasn’t it?”

“Shut the fuck up.” I said a little bit louder, trying not to raise my voice.

“No! I won’t until you-“

“I’m done!” I screamed back, “okay? Done.This relationship has gone to shit, now get out.”

Sel began to laugh, “Yeah right. You need me more than I need you.”

I angrily clenched my fists together and Twist and Za could tell that I was pissed. I breathed out heavily and without any words Sel was escorted out by Twist and Za. She didn’t go without a fight, but she was gone and that’s all that mattered.

I sat against the desk with a thump and calmed myself down. With (YN) on my mind, I couldn’t help but be calm. I felt more sober than before but now my thoughts were clouded with her face and her voice and everything about her. I couldn’t get her off of my mind.

“Let’s go.” Za said entering the room for a few seconds before leaving.

I could tell that the club was closing now. The music wasn’t playing and I heard peopleshuffling out downstairs. This was a long ass night, but (YN) made it better. My problem was once I saw a challenge like her; I didn’t stop until I had it. She’d be mine sooner or later.

I looked around the desk searching for my shirtthat I’d previously taken off hours ago. I just caught the corner of it when I saw a flash of light blind my eyes. I reached towards the light and grabbed a hold of a clutch.

I popped it open to find an iPhone with an ID hidden behind it.
(YN) (YLN).

My eyes squinted while a smirk danced on my lips.

And so it begins.