“Fuck this shit. If you
can’t be truthful with me, it’s through.” She opened the door and headed
out. Justin grabbed her and pushed her lightly against the wall. “If
you don’t get your FUCKING HANDS OFF OF ME…”
“Rebecca. Don’t do this. Here…” he handed
her the first warning note. “…this is the first note she sent last
night” she slowly grabbed it and sat on the couch. She opened it and
read out loud.
I
believe that people should have warnings. Well I’m warning you and your
girl to leave. Go out of state. If you don’t be gone by 12:00 noon.
You’ll be sorry. I will always love you, justy.
Britney Spears
Xoxo
She closed the note and
looked up at him. “Why didn’t you tell me this? You weren’t going to
tell me. We’re you?” she stood up and approached him. “Huh?” she slapped
him hard across the face. “ANSWER ME GODDAMNIT!” a tear rolled down his
cheek.
“Rebecca…I just didn’t want to make you
more sick.”
“How, Justin? How were you going to make
me more sick by telling me this?”
“You…were already sick…so I didn’t want
to make it worst. That’s all” she sighed and sat on his lap.
“I’m…sorry I slapped you. I’m just worked
up about this. I don’t know what to do. Do you forgive me?” he looked up
at her with his red, watery eyes.
“Yeah. I forgive you.” She kissed him and
stood up.
“There’s nothing else but to do is…do as
they say. Let’s leave.” Justin stood up.
“Rebecca. She’s not going to do anything.
She’s just trying to scare us. On the first not…didn’t she tell us to
leave or else? Well all she did was send us another stupid letter. Let’s
just wait until nine o’ clock and see what happens”
“You better be right about this”
“I will.” He smiled slyly.
~~**~~**
For the past 9 hours, Justin and Rebecca kept a look out
for any sign of Britney. “It’s been…9 hours and 13 minutes, and nothing
happened.”
Knock
Knock
Someone knocked on the
door. Justin looked at Rebecca then the door. He slowly approached it
and looked out of the peep hole to see no one. He slowly opened the door
and looked down to see another note. It read: Third warning. Justin
rolled his eyes and picked it up. “Another letter” he said as he closed
the door and sat beside Rebecca. “What did I tell you? She’s playing
with our mind”
“Open it.” She impatiently stated. Justin
quickly opened it and read out loud:
This
is your Third Warning. I gave you two warnings, but you blew it. There
are no more warnings for you two. It will be a miracle if you two make
it out of the house alive. I’m tired of being Mr. Nice Guy, because all
of this nonsense is going to stop.
Sweet Dreams, my
sweet.
The Game’s about to
began.
Britney
S.
Hugs
~n~ Kisses
(xoxo)
They both looked up and covered their
mouths in shock.