Life of a Star (Greyson Chance FF)

Final Click: FLASH 50-Where The Heart Belongs

GREYSON

Thought I was going back to the studio with her in my arms but turns out I was wrong. I deserved it anyway. I fucking played with her feelings from the very beginning. Now she got her revenge and now we're even. But setting all those negativity aside, I'm still mad at myself for loving her until now after what happened.

7:30 a.m.

I still have two hours left before getting out of this shitty apartment; an hour to take the road to the airport and another one hour to pass through security and relax myself a bit.

"Get him!"

I don't understand. What are they doing here? I mean, when I say, 'them', I'm talking about Belle's brother and sister.

"What the-"

"You're coming with us, whether you like it or not!" She yelled right in my face.

Now all I could remember was pitch black all around me. I couldn't see anything at all.

WILLIAM

"Where are you guys?" I asked, growing impatient as I waited for their answer.

Then Belle's brother answered in an angered tone, "Still in the lobby of this shitty apartment building. We're struggling to drag him out of his room!"

"Okay okay. I'll call my buddies to help you up. Just make sure he'll get to the venue before Belle could even reach the altar." I said and pressed the end button on the screen. To make it all clear for you, here's the plan I am talking about: kidnap Greyson Chance, bring him to the wedding venue, make him stop the wedding, and let Belle escape with her.

BELLE

The door creaked open and shut close behind my back. I didn't bother to turn my attention to the one who entered since I already know it's my dad based on the scent. I could still feel his eyes burning holes on my back. But it doesn't matter anymore. I hate him as much as he does to me. We're even.

I heard him emitting a heavy sigh and felt his presence slowly drawing near me. A hand rested on my right shoulder and in a low, commanding voice, he says, "Be good. Don't stress your husband out."

I huffed, "To satisfy you? No way."

"Get out. I don't wanna see you in here." I added and faced my own reflection in the mirror, holding back the tears which were about to form on the waterline of my eyes. I was physically ready, yet emotionally not.

Short consecutive knocks were heard on the door and a sweet, caring voice from our family servant calling out, "Miss Belle, the car is already downstairs. I believe you have to go in there as soon as possible."

I rose from my spot weakly and headed to the door, ignoring Dad's death glares.

GREYSON

"No! No matter how desperate you guys want to rape me--"