31: Angry god

Pov: Bianca

"Bia!"

I turned around at the sound of Justin's voice with a giddy smile on my lips but when I saw him hobble over to me, barely hanging on to his crutches, the smile fell from my face and an alarmed, concerned expression took its place as I stared at his bruised and beaten form.

"Justin-" I whispered and ran to meet him the rest of the way but the words died at my throat when I was finally upon him and I saw that he was sporting a black eye. His face was swollen and purple to the point that he looked like an eggplant. And he seemed to be in tremendous pain, wincing with every step he took.

"Hey, what happened to you?" I whispered. "Shouldn't you be in the hospital."

"I... I-" he wheezed. "I needed to see you... To deliver a message." He exploded into a coughing fit and when he finally stopped, he continued. "He'd kill me if I don't."

I paled, "wha- what are you talking about?"

"I can't see you anymore."

"What?!" I asked, more confused than shocked.

He started coughing aga