Selena’s POV:
I sat down in a stool over at the bar and let out a long sigh trying to slow down my heart rate. I never knew I could even dance let alone grind on Justin’s brother who raped me. Why the fuck was I even here with him? I should be screaming and calling for help and telling anyone what he has done but I just couldn’t. Something about him made me want to get to know him more, he was so confident in himself yet timid and awkward. I don’t even know what the fuck I was thinking when he convinced me to grind on him, but something about they way we moved together made me think about what it would be like with Justin. Justin would be more aggressive and controlling than Jason.
I drummed my fingers on the counter and looked around in the sea of sweaty dancing people when I spotted Justin emerging from the male restrooms fixing the buckle on his pants. I giggled then suddenly a warm arm snaked its way around my waist, pulling me off of my stool and into the stranger’s chest.
"Hey cutie, want to dance?" The tall male asked me. He was tan and had blonde straight tosseled hair that reminded me of a surfer boy. His eyes were a deep set of gray that seemed to lighten and darken in the brightness of the strobe lights.
I shyed myself away from him retreating a step back. “No, I’m actually waiting for someone.”
"Aw babe come on just one dance." The guy persisted, tugging on my waist forcing me into his body. I was getting real tired of this asshole already.
"No." I said trying to pry my body away from his.
He dipped his head down to the crook of my neck and nibbled at my skin causing my stomach to churn. What the hell was he even doing? Did he not just hear me say no. I wish Justin was here so he can kick this guy’s ass.
"She said no." A voice shouted from behind the guy.
The guy abrubtly shot his head up and spun around, glaring at Jason who stood his ground firmly narrowing his eyes at the figured who had his arm laced around my waist. My heat skipped a beat in excitement, I didn’t have Justin but I was sure as hell lucky to have Jason.
"Who the fuck are you?" The guy asked unwraveling his waist from me. Once he let go of my body I quickly stumbled over to Jason, hiding behind his tall frame.
Jason took a step forward and clenched his fist, “I’m her friend okay? And clearly she doesn’t want to fucking talk to you so maybe you should just fuck off of her.” spat Jason, causing the guy to take a step back.
"Look bro, I was just asking her for a dance. So maybe you should just fuck off you ugly douchebag." The guy said knitting his eyebrows over his grayset eyes and giving Jason a dirty look.
Oh fuck.
It all happened so quickly, like a flash of lightning. Jason stepped forward and hurled his fist into the guy’s stomach causing him to double over in pain, but quickly regaining his strength and flying his fist into Jason’s jaw. As I watched them constantly throw punches to their faces I covered my mouth with my hands in shock. Everyone in the club seemed to notice the fight going on and quickly drew their attention to them and started to crowd around. Jason took another blow to the face and I saw blood pouring out of his lips and nose, he was getting beaten pretty bad. Jason flashed his eyes over to me for one second and that was when my heart literally stopped beating and was taken over with fear. Jason looked…terrifying.
His eyes were no longer the light shade of brown but they were a deep brown, almost black. His bloody lips were snarled and his jaw was clenched shut. His eyebrows curved to make it look like he was really frustrated and angry. And after Jason looked at me it was like something sparked inside of him.
Jason dodged the guy’s punch, ducking and jamming him in the stomach causing him to stumble back into the bar counter. Jason took this advantage and rammed his knee into the man’s stomach and fisted his shirt in his hands and slammed the guy’s head on the counter repeatedly. Jason then took an empty beer bottle and smashed it onto the guy’s head making him pass out onto the bar counter.
Bouncers and security guards pushed passed me and grabbed Jason by the arms. Jason didn’t even look surprised, he kept a straight face as he was pushed throught the crowd of people towards the exit. More security guards came and rushed over to the guy who was passed out on the counter with blood oozing out of the top of his head making his blonde hair dripping with the dark red substance. Jason is going to be in so much shit.
Jason’s POV:
"I thought we told you to stay out of here you punk!" The club bouncers said to me as they shoved me out of the exit and onto the pavement. I turned my head to the side and spit out blood, wiping my mouth and glaring up at the two burly men. They just raised their eyebrows at me and pointed a finger, "I mean it kid. If I ever see you back here again I’m calling the cops on your sorry ass."
I got myself off of the pavement and gave them a sly look before turning around and bending over. I yanked down my pants and underwear giving the bouncers a fine view of my ‘sorry ass’.
"Does it look sorry to you?" I said flashing them a middle finger then pulling up my pants just in time to quickly scurry away from them down the street. I managed to make a sharp turn down some alley and hide behind a trashcan watching them pass by, heaving and out of breath. I snickered and pulled out my phone to text Selena.
Jason: Hey Sel, sorry about what happened I’ll see you outside of the club in about 3 minutes just wait there.
I got up from behind the trashcan and looked down the street checking to see if there were any signs of the bouncers. Sighing in relief to see no one, I proceeded to make my way back towards the nightclub. My face was still probably bleeding and my eye seemed to be swelling up but I felt fine. I was use to being beaten up so it wasn’t like the pain of bleeding was new to me or anything. Plus, it felt thrilling to knock that asshole out with the beer bottle. Seeing him in pain really made my heart beat with adrenaline.
I stopped in my tracks as I felt a sudden aching in my chest. Selena’s face… She seemed so distraught in seeing me angry and beat up that guy. She looked so, hurt in a way. I don’t know but whatever it was made me even more upset. Like seeing her sad made me frustrated because I know I can’t doing anything to make her feel better. She belonged to someone else so I couldn’t make any moves on her. Justin should be the one making her smile. Justin should be the one caring for her. Justin should be the one protecting her. I was just the screw up interferring with their relationship.
I was just a screw up.
