Runaway Bride

Runaway Bride 7

Twin

I was suddenly woken up with pain running through my head. It felt like the worst hang over you could possibly think of.

"Wake the fuck up." Jason spat at me while pulling me forcefully out of his car by the hair. I whimpered from the pain trying not to cry knowing it only pisses Jason off more. Jason slamed the car door closed after letting my hair go. I looked around taking a quick peek of my surroundings and saw a huge house in front of me. It was beautiful, this can't be Jason's house. I mean he never brought me to his house when were dating. Actually now that I think of it he never introduced me to his family.

"This is your house?" I asked without raising my voice turning to Jason. I hoped he didn't bring my to some strangers place to torture me.

He rolled his eyes fed up with me, "It's mine and my brothers. Now shut up." He grabbed my wrist tightly making sure I couldn't wiggle myself out of his hold before dragging me roughly into his house. He slamed the door shut as I looked around admiring the house. I turned to ask Jason yet another question when I felt a sudden sting on my right cheek.

"Why the fuck didn't you come home!" Jason yelled pushing my already weakened body to the hard cold marble floor. I was used to this Jason, but I still cried. I cried harder, I have no idea how i'm back in this situation again. I thought this was far back in my past. This is one of the reasons I never wanted to get back with him.

"Because I hate you." I spat with nothing but hate and honesty as the tears flowed down my face like a river. His jaw clenched and unclenched. He was furious. He grabbed my long black hair in his large fist then he continued to slap me in the face nonstop.

"Please stop, i'm sorry!" I screamed as the pain grew unbearable, it felt as if my face was soaked with gasoline and lit on fire that no one cared to put out. His large hand went up in the air about to fall down and connect with my face once more when someone came to the rescue.

"What the fuck is going on"

Mine and Jason's head both turned. My eyes almost fell out. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was Jason, but without tattoos. He stood at the top of the stairs in just grey sweats, his eight pack visible to my eyes.

"Justin go back to sleep. This has nothing to do with you!" Jason yelled angry that he was interrupted from punishing me further.

Justin? Jason did said he lived with his brother now that I think of it. Wait, Jason has a twin brother!?

"It has to do with me when you bring a girl to OUR house to abuse her!!" Justin yelled back as he walked down the stairs coming closer and closer to us.

"I'm not abusing her, im just teaching her a lesson." Jason said through his  teeth like he wanted to pounce at any moment.

Justin shook his head. He came closer to me and held out his hand. I thankfully accepted it as he helped me up.

"Do you know him?" Justin asked as he stared into my eyes with his hazel orbs that are identical to Jason's.

"Yes, shes my fucken fiance." Jason spoke up.

I put my head down ashamed to be his fiance. After he disrespected me like I was some unwilling hooker.

"That's no way to treat your fucken future wife Jason!" Justin yelled as he kept his grip on my hand.

"Shut the fuck up. When you finally get a girl you can keep then talk to me. Fuck this im going to fucken bed." Then he walked upstairs leaving me with Justin.

He sighed before looking at me again.
"Im sorry, i'm Justin." He smiled showing his breath taking teeth.

"Kylie." I spoke embarrassed.