IV

                                    

                                          
I woke up with an arm squeezing my waist and a groan in my ear. The arm left my side for a moment and I felt a slight movement in the bed before the arm came back heavily, and I felt a light kiss on my cheek.  
"I know you're awake baby." I hear a husky voice whisper just before putting a kiss on my ear. "Come on babe, we need to get ready." I open my eyes and look at him, realizing how handsome he is. I can tell he is a lot older than me because everything about him screams man. His smell, his body language, the way he looks at people. I would never have a chance with someone so mature, but I don't ever want to date him, not after everything he has done in his life. We just kind of stared at each other for a minute before he placed a kiss on my nose and he picked me up, my legs wrapped around his waist and his hands on my bum. I felt uncomfortable, and he noticed because I was kind of wiggling around. "Stop," He told me with a sigh of exasperation. I squeaked out a sorry and buried my head in his shoulder while he held me closer and laughed at my discomfort. I was too scared to see his anger return so early in the morning.  
He walked into the bathroom and told me to sit down on the toilet seat and said that he would be done in a minute. I looked away from him when I realized he was going to get undressed.
After about 10 minutes, he got out of the shower and told me that he would put clothes in here for me.  
"Okay, thanks." I quietly responded. He walked over to me and bent down so I was looking down at him. 
"You don't have to be afraid of me, you know. I'm not going to hurt you unless you do something wrong." He told me. He lifted my shirt up a little so he could see the damage he has done.  
I just realized... I have no idea what he did to me. I looked down, and there in big bold letters wrote 'BIEBER.' Did he tattoo his name on me? I choked on a sob and he looked up at me. He stood up and pulled me into him. 
"I know you didn't want it, but I had to. You wouldn't listen to me any other way. Go take a shower. You have an hour to get ready." He told me before putting a kiss on my head and exiting the room.  
I quickly showered and got dressed in the clothes Justin left for me. They were all my size, even the underwear, which made me a little dizzy with how confused I was. I used his blow drier to dry my hair and brushed through it so it was straight.  
"SELENA COME HERE." I heard Justin yell from downstairs. I hesitantly ran down the stairs and followed the voices into the kitchen where I see a few men, all around ten years older than me.  
I pause at the door and hear many inappropriate comments like, "Sexy girl, Bieber." "Can I have her for a night?" and many wolf whistles.  
"Shut up guys, she is 16 and you're making her uncomfortable." Justin hissed at the men. There were four men in total. 
Justin walked over to me and smiled. He put a kiss on my forehead before whispering, "You look beautiful baby girl." I faked a smile and muttered a thank you.  
He grabbed my hand and interlocked our fingers and dragged me over to the last open chair. I thought I was going to stand, but he pulled me on his lap instead, interlocking his hands around my waist at my bellybutton. I could feel his breath on the back of his neck and he placed a kiss there.  "Selena, this is my best 4 people in the gang, Chaz, Kyle, Mike, and Ryan." He told me pointed them out. I nodded and muttered a hello.  
They all nodded in return and Mike just smirked. He is the one who helped Justin punish me yesterday. Speaking of punishment, my hip still burns and it doesn't help that Justin's hand is touching it.  
I sat quietly while the boys talked about something I wasn't paying attention too. Justin's was rubbing shapes on my skin where the tattoo was, probably noticing how tense I was. The truth was, I'm not going to relax. I'm sitting in a room, on my kidnapper's lap, like I'm his girlfriend. But the only problem was that we are ten years apart, and he kidnapped me.