Beauty and A Beating

Chapter 12

Izzy's POV

I really didn't know what to say, so I turned the shower off and got out. 

Wrapping a towel around my self, I rubbed my hair dry and got dressed quickly. I didn't even know how to process what happened. 

I sat down on the end of the bed and stared at the ground, trying to the think about everything happened tonight.

Justin got drunk, Cameron was a really great guy, then brining him back to the room, and then talking to Cameron. 

"He's a broken hearted asshole, I don't know how else to put it." 

The words echoed in my head. 

But he was drunk right now, he was still a little tipsy and I could tell just by the way he walked a little sideways. 

I looked over at him for a second as he walked out of the bathroom, definitely still a little drunk.

I directed my attention back to the floor, I could feel the bed getting heavier behind me as Justin laid down right behind me.

"You have nice skin," he said goofily, running a finger down my back. 

"Thanks." I said coldly. I knew as soon as he was sober again he was just gonna be an asshole. 

"Lay with me." He patted the bed, smiling at the ceiling. 

"No. I'm gonna go for a  walk, you just stay there." I rolled my eyes and stood up.

"Noooo, pleaseeeee lay with me. " He pouted, sounding like a four year old.

"No." I said again, this time walking out the door. I knew he wouldn't come after me, he was gonna end up falling asleep.

 It was like 3 in the morning, so I didn't expect to see too many people by the beach, so I decided to go there. 

Taking the elevator down to the lobby, I walked out the back. Good thing about hawaii, the hotel is on the beach. 

I took my shoes off and let the cool sand run over my feet as I walked down towards the water. 

I sat down and stared at the dark waves crashing down on the shore, the mist breezing over me a little. 

I thought about the entire situation and kind of laughed to myself.

I mean, come on. I was kidnapped, and now i'm sitting on a beach in hawaii confused if i like the guy who kidnapped me or not. 

It felt like it was out of a movie, the kidnappi falls in love with the kidnapper. But there's a twist here, the kidnappers friend is a lot nicer and sweeter than the actual kidnapper. 

I shrugged and shook my head, what the hell. 

I felt something grab my shoulder and i immediately shot forward, trying to get away from whatever it was.

"Hey, hey relax. It's just me." The familiar voice said, and i turned around to find his blue eyes. 

"You scared me," I held a hand over my chest, Cameron was good at sneaking up on me. 

"Sorry," He looked down, pushing the sand around with his shoes. 

"What are you doing out here anyway?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest. 

"I was in my room and i heard a door open and slam, so I looked out and I saw you.. So I followed you." He shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm not gonna run away." I rolled my eyes.