Lost (A Justin Bieber Love Story)

Chapter 14

Kaylee’s POV:

When the boys left I couldn’t think straight, let alone stop crying. I just don’t get it, Ryan had just told me no more lying or keeping secrets, yet that’s exactly what he does moments later, my own boyfriend and brother lying to me along with my friends. It’s like they don’t want me to remember anything, I don’t know if I can trust them, and I also don’t feel save. Don’t ask why, I just don’t. I feel like there’s something more to the story that Justin and the boys told me, there’s so many things I don’t understand about this! I just don’t think I can keep on living like this, having the people that are supposed to be here for me act all shady and secretive with me, not telling me everything.

I get up off the floor where I’m currently seating in and just start walking downstairs, not knowing where my body is taking me, I felt numb for some reason, and didn’t seem to be thinking straight. It’s like my body is moving on its own without me voluntary moving, and before I knew it I was walking towards the beach.   The cold ocean breeze blowing hard against me, no longer the warm calm one from earlier on in the day. I instantly started shivering with coldness, guess I should’ve thought this through, short white shorts, and a light gray mid-arm shirt with TOMS don’t mix well with cold ocean breezes, but that’s the thing I wasn’t thinking I walked here without thinking, just letting my body guide me. I continue to walk down the beach ignoring my body shivering and begging for warmth. I must’ve walked for a few minutes when I heard soft voices talking behind me.

At first I thought it was all in my head but the voices start getting closer, close enough for me to know that they’re male voices. The voices don’t belong to neither of the boys I know; these ones were a bit deeper. I start walking a bit faster not looking back trying to ignore them but they just keep following me. I dare to take a look back only to find a group of three men in hoodies following me. Well, at least they’re warm. I start to panic and walk faster looking straight ahead when suddenly one of them speaks up.

“Where are you going cutie?” I ignore him and try to walk faster but the sand in my shoes makes it impossible for me to walk faster.

“You look cold, why don’t you come here with us?”

“Yeah, we have a perfect way for you to stay warm”

Fear instantly curses through my veins as I catch up on what they were saying. Maybe I can make a run for it, start screaming and running, maybe someone will hear me and come help me. Suddenly I break into a run not looking back, they’re a few steps behind me, I can hear them screaming at me inappropriate stuff, my breathing increasing with every step I take, but just when I think I’ve gotten away from them I trip over a stick and fall down. My clothing covering with sand and my panic increases when I try to get up and see that the three men are now surrounding me, they have me in a circle, lust covering their eyes as they look me up and down.

“Now, was running a good idea?” says one of them wearing a black beanie. As I stand looking at them with fear I can tell they must be in their early twenties. The smell of alcohol fills my nostrils as they start to come closer.

“Don’t touch me!” I shriek as one of them wearing a red cap reaches out for me.

“Play nice sweetheart, be a good girl for us” says the older looking one with sandy brown hair.

“I said don’t touch me!” I yell again as the one with the beanie holds me from the back and starts to whisper dirty things in my ear, his breath reeking of alcohol.

“Take it easy mike, I want a piece of her too” says the one with the cap as he starts to lick his lips coming closer to me. Meanwhile the one by the name of Mike starts to rub his hands along my body making me scream and try to get free from his grip. Tears quickly coming to my eyes as all three of them start to touch me.