Chapter 4

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Selena's POV

"Selenaaaa, why you been ignoring me?" he randomly sang in my ear in the tune of Mariah Carey's Obsessed.

"Aubrey, I'm not in the mood for you, so please leave it alone." With that I stood up and made my way to my room, with him hot on my trail.

"Hell no Selena, we're gonna talk about this shit, and we're gonna talk about it right now. What is up with you?" He spat out with a frustrated look on his face.

"Why do you care? You're not my man, I don't owe you an explanation!"

Rubbing his hand over his forehead he let out a long sigh. "So is that what this is Selena? You're mad at me 'cause we ain't together? You know I already consider you my girl."

"No Aubrey, I'm mad because you don't want to be in a relationship with me, but you won't let me be with anyone else! I'm sick of it! I can't do this anymore." Struggling to keep my tears from falling I walked over to my chest of drawers pulling out my pajamas and quickly changing.

"I'm sorry, okay Sel? I just can't stand to see you with anyone else ight? You're mine, no one else's and don't you ever forget that." he whispered into my neck as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

Turning around I pushed him with as much force as I could, I was starting to get annoyed.

"You're not even making sense! I'm not going to do this. Drake. I'm not one of your hoes. This ends here. Whatever the hell this ever was. You don't want to be in a relationship, fine I get that. But now it's time for you to let me go so I can find someone who does want to be with me!"

Before he could say another word I pushed him out my door slamming it in his face making sure to lock it. I ran to my bed and dove in letting my tears race down my face.

I could hear him banging and begging me to open the door but I wasn't going to give in this time. For the past year it's been the same with him. At times he would shower me with affection and then he would be M.I.A when some girl comes around looking to get in bed.

Every time I try to hook up with the next man he just beats them to a pulp tells them to stay away from "his girl" and ends up fucking another one the same night.

I'm done with him. From this day on, I'ma be "Miss Independent".

Forget Aubrey Graham, I don't need his fat ass.

Demi's POV

It's been three days since I let Justin sleep with me in my bed. I haven't heard or seen him and I can't help but feel some type of way. I guess it's my fault because I didn't give him my number the first time he asked, but I would've thought he would've got it from Xavier if he really wanted it. I guess I was wrong. I came to the conclusion that I wasn't going to waste my time on this guy. He has a known reputation for being dangerous. He most likely didn't even like me and wanted a quick thing and when I didn't give it up and fall to his charm he bounced.

Although that theory was shut down when I realized he didn't even try to get at me like that.

I took a sip of my coffee and made my way to my first class. I realized I was fifteen minutes early but I just needed to distract myself from thinking about him. No matter how many negative thoughts I tried to come up with about him and convince myself he was no good, it all quickly washed away when I remembered his strong arms around me holding me all night.

It was the first time since that night that I felt safe.

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Stepping out of my first class I let out a small yawn, before making my way to the car park as today I only had the one class, which I was thankful for. I made my way out the front entrance and scanned the lot for my Bentley. Once my eyes found it, I strolled over until I felt someone softly grip my arm turning me around making me jump in the process.

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