The first threat

It wasn't Justin but the old lady who leaves two doors away from his. She squinted her eyes at him and said " hey son what are you doing here. He is not around. He didn't come back home last night".

His heart sunk. Where could Justin be? He thought

Curled up in arm chair wearing an oversized hoodie he borrowed from Desmond, Justin looked pale as he sat quietly. He phone buzzed more than twice and he decided to check it though reluctantly.

Another message.

They were messages form the one who left him in this state. DRAKE.

* I had planned when to tell you. Just hear me out* The message read.

Just when he was finishing to read that message, another one entered and read I LOVE YOU.

He closed his eyes for some seconds after reading the message. Filled with mix feelings. One which made him feel like throwing the one across the room and the other which brought back the good memories he had made with Drake.

" I'm so pathetic" he said in a low but audible voice.

“I feel pathetic,” Justin said suddenly.

"Don't say that. It's not true " Desmond replied him.

"I cant believe I was already into him and believed his claims of love for me".

Desmond moved closer to him "look at me J. Humans are very deceptive. But the good thing is you have always been real. Okay don't let this situation define you."

" I just hate the fact that I still care about him". He said as tears hung in his eyes.

"There is no problem don't hold it back but what I don't want is for you to allow this thing ruin you". Desmond said giving him a tight and reassuring hug. He will always be there for him.

Night had reached and Drake sat in the dark and quiet office. It wasn't the same again. His eyes were glued to his phone since the previous night hoping for at least a reply from Justin but nothing.

He was brought out for his thoughts by the knock on the door.

His faced twisted in displeasure as he already knew who it was.

"Go away" he said but his words fell on a ducks back as the knob twisted open.

Yes she was the one. Victoria!

Her lips red like they could paint the walls of the office as she entered her head high and her heels clicking like she owned the place.

"You look like a mess" she said smirking at him.

Drake ignored her.

" Is he not talking to you anymore?" She said in a mocking way.

" What's your problem Victoria? What do you want?"

" Oh that reminds me. I came bearing gifts". She said as she dropped a very beautiful envelope on his desk.

Drake frowned and picked it up. Inside were photos—him and Justin. Together. Intimate. Private.

" What!! We're did you get all this Victoria? Have you been following us all this while?" He said as in his hands layed intimate pictures of him and Justin.

" You should thank God I took just pictures. So behave yourself".

" Don't talk to me that way Victoria" he slammed his fist in the mahogany table.

"And what if I do look Drake don't try to scare me" Victoria fires back

"LLEEAAAVVVEEE!!!!!! " Drake said fed up of her already.

"Well I'll leave you sometime but I'll be right back" she said storming out of the office.

He broke down. The almighty Drake broke down. She fell on the chair his body weak and his palm trembling as he stared at the pictures in his hands.

Justin woke up the next morning still at Desmond's place. Desmond had taken a one week break just to be with Justin during this time.

He entered the living room stretching and yawning. He searched for Desmond but he couldn't find him in there.

He was going to the kitchen when a beautifully decorated envelope caught his eye. His name was written on it.

Scared as to what maybe inside, he opened it partially and peeped inside. It was a photo.

Not an ordinary photo. It was a photo of him and Drake. They were holding their hands staring into each others eyes and smiling in the hallway.

Attached to the it was a note which read

You don't deserve all this. If you want him give you just have to say and his whole life and world would be destroyed.

He froze at the world's and his head began spinning his blood turned cold.

"Who can possibly send such a thing to me? How did the person know where I am?" He thought to himself.

He hadn't told Drake he was here as they weren't in talking terms and even aside that Drake didn't even know Desmond's house. So who could it be?

Before he could think more, his phone buzzed with an unknown num

While still deep in thoughts,the buzzing of his phone brings him out of his thoughts.

He answered hesitantly.

Seeing a strange number made him very scared.

When he wanted to drop the phone and ignore the call, he felt a pay on his shoulder indicating that he wasn't alone.

He picked the call and set it on loud speaker.

The voice he got was totally strange to him and it seemed the person had used the voice changer setting while calling him.

They stayed silent through the call and when he thought the person wasn't going to talk and drop, he heard one of the most terrifying things fork the other end of the call

"For your safety I'll advice you stay away from Drake "

With that, the line went dead who could that be?.

Justin froze as his phone slipped and fell from his hands. The voice kept repeating I'm his ears and sounded like a nightmare not wanting to fade. His heartbeat could be heard by someone standing close to him.

He gathered courage to pick the phone and check the number but it had disappeared. He had no clue about who it could be

He turned slowly, eyes sweeping the room.

He looked around the living room in fear. The silence englobed him.

He felt something was off somewhere. Just when he wanted to head back to his room, the door clicked.

Someone opened the door.