Chances are....

31. Monster

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Jutsine

Before I knew it we were back in the hotel room, my back was pressed firmly against the door and Brad was seething with anger. Fuck. I did my best to hide my fear and glared back at him, you will not get the best of me you fucker.

"You have no idea what you've just done." he spoke through gritted teeth, I chuckled.

"Oh? And what exactly did I just do?" I fought the urge to spit in his face as my hands were restrained at my sides. What made him snap like this? This isn't Bradley.... or is it?

"You know what? Maybe dad was right, you are bad for our image." he all but spat in my face before I felt his hand grip the hair at the back of my head. He slapped me and pulled me off and away from the door only to toss me to center of the room. I didn't make a sound. "You're an insufferable bitch, you know that?"

I quickly got to my feet and swung at him, he got me fucked up. I managed to hit him square on his chin 3 times and run toward the bathroom.

"Get. Your. Ass. BACK HERE!" he yanked be back toward him and slammed me against the desk causing me to shout. I was in shock, how could he do this to me? What did I do?

I tried to free myself from his grip but that only seemed to make him angrier.

"Please, let me go." I pleaded, "Brad, please." I felt myself breaking, I couldn't stop the tears.

"You seemed cozy enough with my friend back there. You're such a whore, I should've known. After everything I've done to show you I was worthy. You went and fucked it all up." his laughter shook me to my core. "I can't wait to get you back to my place."

Oh, fuck that shit. "Let me go!" I yelled with everything in me and pulled away. I managed to elbow him in his ribs and run to the door. I pulled the door open and ran into the hallway, instead of running for the elevator I hauled ass to the stairs.

"Justine! Justine come back here!" I heard him shouting behind me. I think the fuck not, I had to find Aaron. I just needed to get to Aaron. I'm 19 floors up.

I made a quick dash onto the 17th floor and found the elevator. Frantically I tapped the close button, I sighed as soon as the doors closed and I started moving. I knelt down unfastening my shoes taking them off, I can't run in these.

The moment the doors opened I bolted to the doors of the ballroom, my eyes wildly scanning the room for Aaron. I screamed and then froze when I felt a hand touch my shoulder.

"Are you alright? You look out of it." Araron.

"Oh thank God it's you. can you get me out of here? Please" I turned to him with pleading eyes.

"But what about B-" I spotted Bradley at the door and almost fell to my knees.

"Please!" I pleaded again grabbing his hand.

"Alright alright let's go, I'll take you somewhere." he took my hand and led me to the exit motioning for the valet to bring his car around.

We stood waiting for his car and he must have noticed the fear in my face as I looked around, "You'll have to tell me what's wrong once we ge-"

"JUSTINE!" It was him, he sees me. He's going to hurt me, I just know it. I held onto Aaron's suit jacket for my life.

"Please can we go?! Please!" Aaron spotted Bradley and then looked between us. He must have realized something was wrong because he quickly shoved me into his car.