Beauty and A Beating

Chapter 10

Izzy's POV

Last week was actually crazy, I don't know how they all came up with the plan so fast, but I'm glad it worked.

Asher said that he was getting really tired of having to hide so much, so he scheduled a trip to Hawaii??

This isn't really a kidnapping anymore, it's like a preview to college.. Well, besides all the killing and beating I guess.

Justin has been acting really weird, after that small kiss that we shared he avoids me. It was literally a peck, and I didn't make much of it. But, now he won't even make eye contact. He sleeps on the couch and goes on a lot of "walks".

Walking to the living room, I sat on the couch and scratched the back of my head as everyone was talking about the flight tomorrow.

"I figured we would need a break from all of this, and knowing Carlos, he's gonna have a lot if antics up his sleeve. While we're there we can plan anything, while relaxing of course." Asher snickers, clapping his hands together.

Justin walks in, sitting on the opposite side of the room, far, far away from me.
I just laugh and roll my eyes, as if it actually bothered me.

He cracked his knuckles and sits up, his elbows on top of his knees.

"What are we gonna do with her?" Khalil nodded his head towards me.

"I think she's proven her loyalty.. We just watch her, that's all." Asher shrugged and waved it off.

It was nice that they trusted me, but weird. It was kind of weird that I enjoyed it too. Playing hostage is kinda cool I guess, I mean I'm lucky that they don't do anything to me though. Well, not anymore.

Everyone disapears to their own rooms, so I just go to Justin's.

Walking in, I see him sitting on the bed. Closing the door behind me, I see him start to get up.

Walking faster towards him, I push him back down to a sit.

"What's your deal?" I ask, putting my hands on my hips.

"What do you mean?" He asks puzzled, his face a little red.

"Why do you keep avoiding me? You kissed me the other day, and now you're acting like I don't even exist?" I scoffed, folding my arms.

Justin looked at me puzzled. "I don't know what you're talking about," he stands up and looks down at me. "I'm fine. It was just a kiss, it meant nothing. I was bored." He laughed.

I looked down, and played with my cuticles as he spoke.

"Okay." I rolled my eyes and walked passed him to the other side of the bed.

I heard him scoff a little. "Are you really offended? Did you expect me to like you?" He chuckled, facing me.

I looked at him, knitting my eyebrows together. If this isn't what bipolar looks like, I don't know what does.

Flames licked the back of my eyes and a gritted my teeth. "I don't care what you think of me, Justin. Just don't forget who kissed who." I nodded and laid on the bed.

The nerve this fucking kid had is beyond belief.

Justin's POV

I don't know why I just said that, I'm having problems with being honest with her.

I haven't actually 'liked' someone in a while, let alone want to kiss them. And Izzy is just different, the way she treats me and handles me is just... Different.