Chapter 2
I gaze at the icy teardrops falling throughout the lightless sky.
The rain looked similar the warm, salty figures dancing down my cheeks. It feels as if the entire universe was grieving with me. Justin Bieber was involved a very unfortunate accident last night. It sucks even more that it was on his birthday.
All started like this:
It was a unusually typical Sunday night. The moon was vivid and slightly enlarged. Justin was just hiking down the street with some of his closest friends, when all of a sudden a car comes into view. It swurves around a little, then heads toward Justin and his friends. They seem to notice this and start to walk the other direction. The car stops, and the driver steps out looking more perplexed then ever. What he says comes out in unaudible slurs. "Fuck you." Then he reaches into his gray corvette and brings out a squeaky clean, new looking MP 40 (if u didn't already know, that is a type of gun). He sends bullets flying into the sky. Then he points it near Justin. His friends had already left him when the driver stepped out of the car. Justin was frozen. His feet were glued to the ground. His eyes glued to the loaded gun. When he finally reached reality, his feet lifted from the ground and he began in a sprint. Unfortunately, he wasn't far enough from the bullet edging toward him. It caught him in the leg. He crashed onto the hard earth, screaming in agony. The driver quickly ran back into his car and swurved on the road, driving into the night. Justin was sobbing now, clutching his leg. He faintly heard the ambulances loud siren, crying throughout the night. He felt his eyelids getting heavy, and was soon sucked into a sleep darker then the night sky...
Authors note: Heyy did u like it? Should I make more chapters?
REVIEWW!
Anyway, I DID NOT and WILL NOT EVER kill Justin Bieber off!
Im NOT a hater but just felt I needed to add drama into the story.
Sorry if my chapters are too short I'll try to make them longer from now on!