Chapter 25; Part 1
Mexico!
New Phone.
Meeting the Creep.
-Brooke's P.O.V-
I woke up in the morning, to blazing air, and a plush comfortable bed. I groaned, as light beamed into my eyes.
"Somebody shut the fucking curtains." It came out very unattractively. I waited a few minutes, for a reply but no one answered. I groaned, and cracked open my right eye, examining my surroundings. The walls, a lavender color, with a purple, beige, and green floral trim paper. The ceiling fan was going full blast, blowing air, but it was still warm. The comforter was thick, and a darkish brown color. The sheets were purple, and soft. the pillows were plush, and my head rested lightly. I proped myself up, and looked around. No one was here. All the lights were off, my phone was on the bedside table next to me. I threw the thick blankets off of my sweating body. I stepped off of the bed, and grabbed my phone. I unlocked it to see a memo.
'Good Morning baby(:
I didn't want to wake you, we arrived late last night, so I carried you into the room, and tucked you in.
We are at breakfast on the beach. Just go to the guy at the front counter, down stairs, and tell him your name. He will give you the directions, and
you can come join us. Wear a bathing suit, and bring anything to chill at the beach all day. You looked so innocent, and adorable while you were sleeping.
Remember I love you, and I can't wait for my morning kiss, so hurry to me princess.
Signed,
YourSwagPrince
Justin Drew Bieber♥
P.S- You're beautiful and I love you.
I smiled, and walked over to the dresser, where my suit case, was laid, open. I smiled, and shook my head. He is so sweet, it's almost Valentine's day. What could I get Justin? Shit, I have no clue. I sighed, and grabbed my outfit out from the suit case, and danced over to the radio. I turned it on, and Mirror by Lil Wayne came on. I smiled, and hummed with it, while I walked to the kitchen. My hand flew to my mouth, as I gasped at the gorgeous flowers that were on the table. I smiled under my hand, and stepped over to the flowers. My hand rose to the card that was placed in the middle. I used my finger to pop the flap up, and looked at the scribbly handwriting.
'Nice try babe. Changing your number wont get rid of me. I hope you like my flowers.
Love Always,
HS'
My hand released the card, and it fell onto the table. Tears brimmed my eyes. What the fuck is wrong with this person? I stared at the flowers, and then quickly grabbed the vase, and laid my clothes on the table. I walked over to the sliding doors that led to the balcony. I threw open the doors, and walked to the ledge. I closed my eyes, and released the vase, I peaked through my eye lashes, as gravity forced it to the ground, and the next thing I heard was the glass shatter, and the water splash. I took two large steps backwards, and slammed the doors closed as I stared out them. I turned on my heels, and ran to the kitchen grabbing my clothes, and running to the bathroom. I quickly closed the doors, and laid my clothes on the counter. I took a deep breath in, and released it slowly. I turned to the tub, and turned the knob, for the hot water. I turned the cold water, and waited for the water, to become perfect, and once it did, I stripped, and stepped into the shower. As the water ran down my back, my mind was racing, my breathing was uneven. I was scared, literally. I don't know who this guy is, nor do I want to. I just wish Justin was here. I washed my hair, and my body. I turned off the water, and stepped out, wrapping a towel around me. I stared at thr person in the mirror, and the only thing I saw was fear. Which is exactly what I felt. I was terrified. I inhaled, and finished drying off, before I changed, and dried my hair, putting it into a ponytail. I walked out of the bathroom, and into the kitchen, I grabbed a water from the fridge, and grabbed my phone from the table.
my eyes scanned the room, and ran to the door. I slung my bag over my shoulder, and swung open the door. I slammed it shut, and practically ran to the elevator. I repeatedly pressed the button for the elevator, and once it opened, I jumped in, and repeatedly pressed the button for the lobby. Once the doors closed I slouched, up against the railing. My breathing was still a little shakey, and the ding rang causing me to jump. I watched my back, with every step, as I walked down the hallway. I smiled, as the front desk came into view. I sped walked up to it, and slammed my hand on the desk.
"Hello, I'm Brooke Raymond." I said, playing with my nails.
"Hello Brooke. Here are the keys to a car, Justin picked out for you, and the directions to the place they are at. They just left like 10 minutes ago, so you'll be able to eat with them." I nodded, and yanked the keys from his hand, sprinting to the car.
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