Beauty and A Beating

Chapter 6

Izzy's POV

Last night was probably one of the scariest, well so far. I've already been kidnapped and I was about to get kidnapped again from the people that kidnapped me originally.

I sat in Justin's room, my back against the wall. All I could hear was Daniel screaming in agonizing pain, they'd been trying to get the bullet out since 4 o'clock this morning. It was roughly 8, so they've been trying for 4 hours and still no luck.

I couldn't take to hear him anymore so I stood up and made my way into the other room, I took nursing classes my first two years of highschool, I think this should be a breeze.

"Just let me do it." I snatched the tonges from Asher, leaning down by Daniel.

"What makes you think you're gonna be able to d-" Before Daniel was finished speaking, I already pulled the bullet out of his thigh and held it up to his face.

Everyone was quiet, I raised an eyebrow toward Daniel and nodded my head. "Cause I know what I'm doing. But I could always stick it back in there deeper." I threatened touching the bullet to his skin.

"No! No, please.." He pushed my arm away lightly. "Thanks.." He mumbled looking away.

"Mhmm." I placed the bullet in a little silver bowl and walked out.

All I heard was mumbling about how they didn't know I was good with that, or how if I wasn't the person they kidnapped they'd keep me around. It was all rather insulting, I was worth much more than just the money my parents have.

Walking down the stairs, I sat down on the living room couch, tucking my knees into my chest and resting my forehead on the top of my knees. I felt the side of the couch sink next to me, lifting my head I looked over, it was Cameron.

"That was pretty cool, do you have experience or something?" He asked, his orbs flickering up to mine.

"Yeah, kind of. I took two years of nursing my first highschool years." I shrugged my shoulders and nodded, my knees still to my chest.

"Ah, that's pretty cool. I'm the only one that actually does anything at school, the rest of them just really slack." He shrugged.

I nodded, it went sort of silent for a litte until Justin walked in and saw us sitting next to each other. He always got mad when the guys would come around me, it was annoying.

"Why do you two always hang out?" He knitted his eyebrows together.

"Cause he actually talks to me rather then always shoving his opinion in my face and hitting me." I snapped back, rolling my eyes.

Justin was a bit taken back, Cameron just looked away.

Justin stormed out and all I heard was his heavy shoes hitting the stairs fast and then a door slamming.

"Why does he get so mad?" I asked, hitting my knee.

"He has anger problems.. I don't blame him for having anger issues either.. You just don't know his story. He hits you because he just feels that's the best way to reprimend you," Cameron paused, sighing. "He wasn't always like this, you know? He used to be a really good kid, nice too. Some things happened, he met Asher, got tattoos and now he's all into money and doesn't give a shit about anyone else." He rubbed the back of his neck, probably not wanting to say anymore.

I swam around in the thought of him being a good kid once, and not hitting girls. But what could've made him so vile and angry? I was dying to know now.

"What made him like this?" I asked, looking over at Cameron as I fiddles with the back of my socks.

He looked at me for a little, his orbs into mine as his eyebrows knitted together. "It's not that I don't trust you, I just don't want to betray him. You know what I mean? Maybe one day he'll tell you.." He sighed.