Beauty and A Beating

Chapter 5

In that moment my heart fell, and I thought I was gonna be killed for sure.

I heard the door close and I braced myself for whatever pain was about to come, but it didn't. I just felt someone pull me down to the floor, I opened my eyes and it was Cameron.

"What are you doing?!" He whispered angrily, taking the phone and shoving it in the drawer.

"I'm trying to get out of here!" I whispered back, rolling my eyes.

"You're gonna get yourself killed, you can't be doing that kind of stuff!" He sighed, rubbing his eyes. "Look, I just don't want you to get hurt again. They're fucking crazy out there, and they're all money hungry. They don't care if you're a girl, just please stop trying to run away. You're only making it worse." He scratched the back of his head, his light voice almost soothing.

"I just don't want to be here." I rolled my eyes, I hated not being able to go home, and I missed my cat and my friends and Dutchess. I just wanted this to be over already.

"I understand that, but you are here so make the best of it. As you can see they're not really good at being kidnappers, they leave shit around, they let you walk around, all of that. Just behave so they don't take that away." He pat my shoulder and stood up, helping me up as well.

"Fine.." I sighed, following him towards the door.

As we walked into the hallway, Justin saw us leaving the dark bedroom. A puzzled look etched across his face and he walked towards us.

"What were you doing in there?" Justin asked, his fists sort of clenching.

"Nothing." I said bitterly, I was still angry at him for letting Daniel take me.

"Sure," He rolled his eyes and walked passed me, making his way down the stairs.

Cameron and I looked at eachother and shrugged, following him down the stairs. Everyone was sitting in the livingroom, just having a casual conversation. Asher walked in the middle and crossed his arms across his chest.

"Lets go clubbing." He spoke, putting a finger on his chin.

"Clubbing? What are we gonna do with her?" Alex pointed at me with disgust, I wasn't her biggest fan either.

"She can come too, it'll be dark when we go and we'll just keep an eye on her. I'm sure she won't run, isnt that right Izzy?" He turned towards me, his sadistic laugh slipping out as he cracked his knuckles.

I just nodded and looked away, I didn't want them to beat me again, so I'd just follow along.

"It's only 5, so you all should get sleep cause I don't plan on leaving until 12." Asher waved us all off and I made my way up the stairs.

Finding Justin's room, I opened the door and got into the bed lightly, I was still awfully sore.

Hearing the door close, I didn't even turn around cause I knew it was Justin. I felt the bed sink next to me as he crawled in.

"What are you gonna wear to the club?" He asked, I felt him lean over a bit. I ignored him and his question, not really wanting to talk to him after his actions.

"Hello? Earth to Izzy." He mocked, pocking me in the back.

He was beginning to get impatient so he smacked my arm, that was always his solution.

Sitting up, I looked at him disgusted.

"What the fuck is your problem? Why do you always hit me?" I snapped, shoving his shoulder.

"If you don't want to be hit, don't fucking ignore me!" He yelled as he sat up.

"What do you want?" I asked rubbing my forehead, I was just completely over this hitting bullshit.