Do Better

Two

Jhene

"Damn, you know how to play." Someone from behind me said and grabbed my shoulder as I was walking out of the building. I turned around to see who it was, but I hadn't recognized him. He was tall, brunette, and probably in his late 20's. He dressed in jeans and a black leather jacket.

"Thanks.." I shyly smiled, trying to leave.

"You should come hang out with me." He offered his hotel room key.

"Oh, um.. No thank you." I tried to be as nice as possible, all I wanted to do was get back to Kareena and make sure she was having a good time. I felt bad for leaving her.

"Sweetie, let me rephrase that. Come to my place." His eyes darkened and I felt my heart beat pick up it's pace.

Without answering, I rushed out the door, trying my best to get away from him. But it didn't work..... He grabbed my arm, squeezing it tightly, pulling me into him. He covered my mouth with his hand and ran away from the streets before anyone could see him. I tried to hit him but he was dragging me away from everyone too quickly.

"You stupid bitch!" He screamed in my face, holding him stomach where I had kneed him. I felt tears form in my eyes, making it hard to see. Squeezing my eyes shut to make the tears fall, I saw him reach into his pocket and pull out a knife. I gulped, dreading his every move.

"It could've been so fucking simple..." He walked over to me and breathed hot air on my neck. "...all you had to do was meet me in my room." He kissed below my ear, making me whimper. He sucked and bit my neck...all I could do was cry out and hope that someone would help me. "Shit." He seethed through his teeth as his phone rang. "Hello?" He answered the phone, walking in the other direction while talking. His eyes burned into mine and he said, "Move and I swear I'll fucking kill you."

I felt my arms go limp and legs go numb. I searched around for my phone and quickly dialed Kareena's number. It went to voicemail... I dialed Aubrey's number next, praying to god that he would pick up.

"Hello?" He answered. Thank god.

"A-Aubrey?" I whimpered.

"Uh, yeah?"

"Help m-me." I whispered, making sure that the guy who had taken me didn't see that I was on my phone.

"Jhene?"

"Yes-s.... Please help me. Keep walking behind the c-club until you see me." I said quietly and quickly ended the call before hearing what else he had to say.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He walked back over to me after hanging up his phone. Fuck, he saw me on the phone.

"I-I'm sorry." I winced, praying to god that someone would find me here.

"Who was on the phone?" He spat, his face violently close to mine.

"N-nobody." I stuttered nervously.

"I said... Who the fuck was on the phone?" He pounded his fist against the brick wall behind me.

"Jhene?" My head shot up to see Aubrey standing there.

I felt the knife on my neck again, burning my skin with fear. "Don't fucking move." He seethed.

"Who the fuck is this?" Aubrey asked, unsure of what was happening. But honestly, I didn't know what was happening either...

"Antonio. Who the hell are you?"He spat. What a dumbass, giving out his name...

"Let her go or I can promise you you'll regret it." Aubrey clenched his fists.