The Road to Passion

Avoidance

*Justin's POV*

An hour later, everyone had gone home.

The mansion is empty, and now I'm waiting on the steps for my limo to pick me up.

If I don't get home before Scooter does, he's going to be so angry at me.

I can't even say that throwing this party was worth the trouble, because Bella wasn't interested in me.

And I'd slapped her.

I have no idea how I'm going to apologize for that.

Or make it up to her.

I groaned into my hand and stared into the night sky.

Trying to take my mind off of things, I turned on my phone and checked my Instagram feed.

Scrolling through varied pictures and videos, something interesting caught my eye.

I stopped scrolling and looked more closely.

It was...a picture of me?

That's right, it was a picture of me dancing at this exact same place about two hours ago.

I looked through my feed again and found more pictures and videos of me at this party.

Oh no...

Scooter is going to be outraged.

But who took these pictures and videos?

The answer finally came to me.

Chelsea.

After I told her that I wouldn't dance with her, she seemed overly interested in her phone.

Now I know why.

There were videos of me drinking, and yelling rather immature things at girls.

I sighed heavily and started to turn off my phone, when I glimpsed another picture in my feed.

It was a video.

I turned on the sound.

"You're such a b*tch." My voice played.

"F*ck you, you f*cking piece of sh*t."

It showed me slapping Bella, and pushing her.

I am so f*cked.
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"You're aware of what you've done, am I right?" Scooter asked after I got home.

"Yeah..." I murmured.

I don't even have the right to argue at this point.

"Why would you drink Justin? You know you're not old enough, now look what the hell you've done!" He shouted.

I stared at the floor.

"You slapped someone Justin, and this time it happened to be caught on tape! Now it's all over the media! Do you still think that saying "sorry" will fix this?"

He's completely right, my image is totally tarnished, and a weak little apology won't replenish it.

"Scooter, you're absolutely right. I shouldn't have hosted that party, and drinking was very irresponsible of me." I mumbled.

"I don't know what I'll do to fix what I've already done, but I'll try not to do anything stupid like this again."

Scooter didn't say anything, then he placed his hand on my shoulder.

"I'm glad that you're going to try." He muttered.

"But you messed up really bad. You need to do more than try."