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~Gone 2 Long~

Austin's head whipped around when he heard Tony call me baby. I've seen Austin drunk before.

He's much more.........emotional when he's  drunk.

Obviously.

"Tony? What are you doing here? I thought you-"

" I texted you and you didn't answer. I even called you. I was coming to check on you. Seems like it's a good thing I did," He said glaring at Brandon who still had his arm around my waist.

I pulled away from Brandon and bit my lip.

Brandon looked unbothered by Tony. I mean, it's Brandon. So I wasn't surprised.

Nick looked disgusted, Tristan looked bored. And Austin,

Poor Austin.

He just stared at him. Like he was trying to find something.

"This? Over this," Austin said pointing to Tony then him.

"Austin stop" I said frowning.

"Come on Austin. You need to sober up" Brandon said glancing at me.

"Let Kali talk to her friend," He said smirking at me.

"Let us know when you're done baby," He said before he grabbed Austin's arm and pulled him into the kitchen.

Nick looked at me and smirked before him and Tristan followed Brandon.

Why would he do that? He knows Tony's my boyfriend. I don't understand what's happening right now.

"Let's go outside," Tony said grabbing my arm and pulling me behind him.

I winced as his fingers dug into wrist. It hurt like hell.

He pulled me outside and I pulled away from him.

"Don't EVER grab me like that again!" I said looking up at him.

"Don't fucking yell at me! Your sitting in there like some slut with FOUR different men. And you think you can fucking yell at me! Who the FUCK do you think you are?!?" He said grabbing my arm and pulling me towards him.

"DONT CALL ME A-"

"Then don't fucking act like one. If I ever see you fucking talking to one of them again I will-"

"Don't threaten me Tony. I know it looked weird, but I wouldn't-"

"DONT FUCKING LIE TO ME!"

Oh he's done lost his ever lasting mind.

"Y'know what. Goodnight Tony. We can talk when you calm down" I said as I pulled away and tried to walk away from him.

Tried.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me into him.

"Dont fucking walk away from me bitch!"

"Dont-"

SMACK

I didn't realize it then. Hell I barely realized it now. It didn't click until I felt the burning sensation on my cheek that he hit me.

He actually hit me.

Like his hand, touched my cheek.

"You just......you just hit me"

"You fucking made me hit-"

"YOU JUST PUT YOUR FUCKING HANDS ON ME!" I punched him square in his fucking face.

He must have me confused with someone else or something.

"YOU HAVE ME FUCKED UP! YOU EVER FUCKING HIT ME AGAIN BITCH AND ILL FUCK YOU UP!" I yelled as I pushed him away from me.