STOLEN

Chapter 11

*Author's note*
Friday's chapter is finally here! And I hope you guys will enjoy!
I'm feeling very very happy today! I just bought tickets for one of Justin's shows, and I'm SO excited!
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Jason's POV:

"Got some pretty hot girls here huh?" Tyler yelled in my ear to drown the loud music. A satisfied smirk formed on his lips as he leaned back on the red leather couch and watched the girls on the stage, moving their bodies synchronously to the beat. The girls were barely dressed. Just how I liked them.

I lifted the crystal-glass to my lips and felt the strong liquor burning down my throat. I had a missed a good whiskey neat, because the one we had at home was the shittiest whiskey in the world, but it worked when I wanted to forget all my problems. So did this one though. Maybe I should invest in a nice whiskey instead.

I felt a hand run across my shoulder and the back of my neck. Fingernails gently teasing my skin. I smirked as I looked over my shoulder and noticed a skinny, hot blonde girl behind me. Her hands were placed on either side of my neck as she leaned down next to my face and gently brushed her lips against my earlobe, slightly giving me chills. "I'll give you a lap dance for a hundred bucks." Her words were like music to my ears. I let another sip of the dark brown liquor slide down my throat. It's been a while since I got laid, and this pretty young thing was definitely fuckable.

I reached in my pocket as she walked up in front me. She took the hundred-dollar bill and stuffed in her bra as she mouthed 'thank you' and winked at me with a sexy little smile on her face. I watched her in the dim lights as she turned her back towards me and started swaying her hips slowly from side to side. The little black panties she wore was made from a mesh, see-through type fabric and revealed too much of her for my liking.

I like anticipation, the chase, the surprise. But I suppose that's how a cheap stripper makes money nowadays. Give people what they want, there's no such thing as a foreplay to the big reveal in places like these.

The strong liquor filled my throat again. I felt myself slowly getting more and more lightheaded, not to mention careless. I'm not even sure I paid the slightest bit of attention to the half naked girl in my lap. I drowned my thoughts in alcohol, the only thought remaining in my mind was the thought of the girl I kept locked away in my house.

I stuck my hands in my pockets and pulled out a band of dollar bills. Presenting them to the girl in my lap, she watched the money in my hand admirably as a smirk formed on her red lips. "I've seen what you do for a hundred m. I wanna know what you do for five-hundred," I muttered hoarsely, grinning charmingly.

Chelsea's POV:

Okay Chels. You can do this. Nobody is here. Nobody is going to catch you red handed. Just open the door, go to the bathroom, take a shower and go back. I mean he can't keep you away from a shower forever, can he?

I honestly didn't know. I had been dying for a shower, but after his outburst yesterday, denying me the shower I so badly wanted, I found myself insecure of whether leaving my dedicated room to take a shower and risk getting caught was worth it.

My heart was beating rather rapidly when I gently pushed the door open with my finger tips. I caught myself holding my breath, hoping not to make a single sound in case anyone was home.