Sabotaged

Chapter Three

JUSTINS POV

Sienna. I can't help but think of her. She was kinda sassy, I like that. Why am I even thinking about her still? I mentally laugh at myself.

"Hey, does anybody know where that girl is staying?" I ask. Did I say that out loud? I just got done mentally laughing at my

self, and now I mentally slap myself.

The girl on my lap -Vanessa? - responds. "Justin, who cares?" She half laughs half growls. I push her off of me. Everybody else is either too wasted to respond or just doesn't care. I sigh.

My phone vibrates. Why is my therapist calling? I know if I don't answer, I'll get a shit load of scolding later, so I find a quiet room.

"Hello Justin! How are you liking your getaway?!" She asks. Shut up.

"Really peaceful." I respond, monotoning my voice. She starts to go on about how good this is for me. Last week, my mom got me a therapist due to my "hideous behavior." She thought I needed to get out of Hollywood for awhile, and get away from the paparazzi. Which isn't a bad idea but I never thought that she would send me to damn Michigan. My cousin Drake lives on Higgins Lake so she let me stay with him. Gladly, Drake is never home and doesn't care if I throw parties whenever. I just gather up teenagers as messed up as me and have a grand time. I smirk at the thought.

"Thanks for the update. Yep, bye." I click end.

I decide to clear out the party. It's 4am anyway, and I actually want to sleep a little tonight.

After the parties cleared out I tell Drake's maids to clean up the mess as I head to sleep.