Confusion (Sequel to I Wish...)

Chapter 54

(Becca's pov)
Shit, I'm so fucked. I took off my seatbelt and tried to run off.
"Hey, you're not going anywhere."
Selena tried to pin me down in the floor, but she's not the strongest.
"I got her. Don't worry."
Another familiar voice pinned my arms down. Chantel.
"Miss me?"
She smirked evilly.
"Stop! Let me go!"
I can't get free. Selena's got my legs, and Chantel's got my arms.
"Be quiet already."
Selena rolled her eyes.
"Let's find an easier way to do this."
Chantel tied my hands behind me back, and Selena did the same to my feet. They pushed me on a chair then high fived each other.
"What do you want from me?"
I glared at them.
"Nothing. We're just here for a little revenge that's all."
Selena had a glare in her eyes as she smirked.
"And we're not going home, sweetie. We're going to a place where no one can find you. Too bad Justin isn't here. He doesn't give a fuck about you anymore."
Chantel flicked her hair behind her. What a drama queen.
"Fuck you guys. You're just jealous."
I glared in hate of them.
"Shut up!"
Selena slapped me, making my cheek sting.
"That's what's gonna happen if you keep talking back."
She warned.
"Should we celebrate on champagne?"
Chantel smiled.
"Yea, she's not going anywhere."
Selena smirked at me before they walked off. As soon as they were gone, I continued to cry.
I'm not so scared of what's gonna happen to me. After all, they're just a couple of girls. They can hit me or whatever, but it won't do much damage.
I'm still hurt by Justin. How could he kick me out? How? What did I do?
"Aw, she's crying. You miss your boyfriend?"
Chantel teased me, and I really don't care. I kept quiet. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach from getting punched my Chantel. I whimpered a little and took a quick breath. She punched me again, making a burning feeling crawl up my throat.
"I needed to get that out."
Chantel breathed out in satisfaction. I felt my dinner rise up and I threw it all up. Chantel screamed and ran away to the front.
I finished puking then scrunched my nose at the sour taste in my mouth.
"I guess you owe Justin an apology for ruining his jet."
Selena looked at me in hate. I coughed miserably as Selena droned on about stupid bullshit.
"Good luck trying to sleep."
Selena finished and walked away sarcastically. I sighed and found it impossible to sleep with my hands and feet tied together. Plus, my throat burns.
I still wonder why Justin would kick me out. Does he still love me? Are we not together anymore?
(Justin's pov)
It's been a few hours since Becca left. Well, I sent her home. She's on a jet now to Canada. I know getting her a private jet won't patch things up. I know I hurt her deeply by making her leave.
There was a knock at the door, and I answered it, hoping Becca magically would appear.
"Hey bro."
It was just Ryan and Chaz.
"Hey."
I mumbled and tried to hide the fact that I've been crying.
"You ok there?"
Ryan was the first to notice my sadness. I'm sure Becca told them what a monster I am. She tells them everything.
"I didn't have a choice, guys. Scooter made me."
I sniffled and sat on the couch.
"Why would he make you get rid of Becca? Everyone loves you guys together. You're, like, the number one celebrity couple in the world."
Chaz sat beside me.
"I don't know. He says she's not safe with me. I mean, everyone is on her ass about everything. Plus, she has anxiety."
I thought out loud.
"Dude, you can't seriously think Becca's better off without you. You guys are meant for each other."
Ryan spoke like it was obvious.
"But that means..."
My career is over. Becca means more to me, but I don't think she'd want me to let down so many people.
"Your fans will understand, bro. Becca has been here since forever, and you need to get her back."
Chaz encouraged.
"She's mad at me. There's no way she'd want me back."
I sighed doubtfully.
"It's worth a try."
Ryan patted my back.
"You think we can make it home in time?"
I dried my eyes.
"Yea, let's go."
I grabbed my belongings and called in another private jet.
(Becca's pov)
-7am-
My sleep kept getting disturbed during the night. I'm tired, but I can't seem to sleep. It's all because of these physco-paths who have me tied up on an airplane seat.
"Let's go. Don't try to pull off anything stupid."
Selena and Chantel untied my feet, pulled me up, and led out of the jet.
When I walked out, the air didn't feel anything like Canada. It's hot and humid. I looked around and saw Palm trees and a clear blue sky.
"Hurry up."
One of the girls gave me a rough push, making a sharp pain occur at my ankle. Dammit, I shouldn't have worn heels. They were the last pair of shoes I wore before Justin kicked me out.
"Keep walking."
Selena pushed me again as I tried to walk. I had to limp and tolerate the pain until I was shoved in the car. Selena told the driver to drive to a certain street, but I couldn't make out much of what she said. All I saw was a sign that read "Hawaii" on it.
"Get me out of here! Help!!"
I took this chance to try to make an escape. The driver just laughed, and Chantel slapped her hand over my mouth.
"Nice try, baby."
The driver turned around, and I saw it was Max.
That's when I totally flipped out. I screamed and yelled, despite Chantel's hand on my mouth. I tried to get my hands free while kicking my legs anywhere I could.
"Bitch, you're not going anywhere."
Selena slapped me hard on my cheek. She hit me a few more times before I finally couldn't take the pain anywhere. My cheek felt like it was on fire, and I'm not talking about blushing.
"Pull in over there, babe."
Selena told Max, and the car slowed down to a stop.
"Keep her quiet, Chantel."
Selena opened the car door. Chantel pulled me out with her hand over my mouth and a harsh grip on my arm. My ankle hurt so much. I was pushed into a normal-looking house. It was pretty big, but not exactly a mansion.
"Welcome home."
Selena smiled devilishly. The whole house was bare and empty.
"Why am I here?"
I pushed Chantel away from me.
"We already told you why."
Selena gave Chantel a Starbucks bag.
"Here."
Chantel held a vanilla scone at me. I only glared.
"Are you gonna eat it or what?"
Chantel asked sassily.
"Get that away from me."
I turned my head away, trying to ignore the pain in my ankle.
"Fine, but don't be complaining later."
Selena cut in as she flirted with Max. I don't care about food right now. I'll probably end up throwing it up.
"Max, get her changed into something else."
Selena ordered, and I flinched to the touch of Max's hands. They bring back too many bad memories. My ankle hurt worse with every step I take.
"There's no running away this time, babe."
Max smirked then pulled me close. I hate the feeling of Max. I hate him.
"I'm sure you missed me."
He grabbed a pair of scissors and began to cut my shirt off. I tugged away, making him glare at me.
"Stop wasting your energy, baby."
Max shoved me against the wall, making me lose a breath.
"Please don't hurt me anymore. I'm sorry for making you upset."
I felt the urge to cry rise up my throat.
"Too late for that. Plus, you deserve everything you get."
The snapping of scissors will now haunt me for life. My shirt fell off my body and to the floor.
"I think black looks sexy on you."
Max cut off my bra, making my face turn red.
"Beautiful."
He touched me, and it felt really uncomfortable.
"If you try anything I won't put anything on you."
He untied my hands and put the bra on me. Then he kept a tight grip on my arm, causing me to wince.
"See this?"
Max held up a knife to my eyes.
"If you do anything stupid, I'm gonna use this on you."
He threatened sharply, so I had no choice. My shorts were now on the floor but my panties stayed.
"Did your boyfriend buy you those?"
Max smirked and played with the hem of my panties. I ignored him and looked at my feet.
"Let's go."
He pulled me out of the room.
"Don't you feel so much better?"
Selena and Chantel joined us as I entered another empty room, except this one had a bed.
"Put her by the bathroom, baby."
Selena told Max. I was tied with my arms over my head by the bathroom doorway. I honestly tried to stop them, but I'm weaker in every way. No matter how hard I tugged, I was stuck here for good.

(A/N: 26 more days!!! Next post is on Tuesday)

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