My brothers keeper- For him I'd risk it all.

Chapter Eleven- Love & Hate

"Justin!" His father yelled for the eighth time. Justin came out of the room where he and his mother used to sit and work for hours on their miniature models. "What do you want?" He yelled back at him rudely. "Who were you talking to in there? Anyway, I must fly to Florida for a meeting tomorrow and I need you to sign a contract on my behalf. My CFO and a few guys from the board will be there so they'll show you what to do."

"Fine." He went to the fridge and took a beer out he bit the lid off the top and drank it. His father gazed at his son unimpressed, "you know you shouldn't be drinking at your age." He looked at his dad who was standing there in his Versace suit, white shirt and red tie. His dark blonde hair was starting to show grey streaks coming through, but he still looked younger than his age.

Justin sculled the rest of the bottle as the bubbles sat alone on the bottom. He slammed the bottle down on the counter and said arrogantly, "happy?"

"What's your problem?" His father yelled at him.

"No problem Daddy," he said mocking his father. His father shook his head and picked up his brief case and long jacket as he walked out the front door.

Bryan picked up the phone to call Justin, "Yo man, you want to hang out at the arcade? A few guys from the team are going down for drinks." Justin went quiet, he hoped Leyah wouldn't be there, he hated seeing them together.

"Yea, what time yáll gonna be there?" He asked him.

"I'm heading there now."

Justin heard someone at the door, it was his dad's girlfriend, Kara.

"Yea, I'll be there." He said as he looked at her opening the door. He hung the phone up quickly.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were meeting Dad in Florida." Her blonde hair extensions were long and tacky, her lips bright pink and teeth freshly whitened.

She fluttered her fake lashes at him, "I thought I would come and hang out with you since your Dad is not here, I thought you might be lonely." She gushed. Kara had been flirting with Justin ever since she moved in the house. There would be times she would accidentally walk in on him while he was taking a shower, other times she would rub up on him. He didn't care, to him she was just another toy to play with.

He got behind her and pressed his body up against her, she didn't move.

"What are you doing little boy?" she giggled,

"Little boy, ha that's funny. You wanted to hang out, so let's hang out. He grabbed her by her hair and kissed her, pulling her top off. She wasn't stopping him, she wanted him again. He pushed her up against the wall, her head hit against it, and she made a moaning sound. He placed his hands around her neck and started to squeeze as hard as he could.

"Justin!" She squirmed as she held his hands trying to pry each finger from around her neck. He had her inches off the ground, Kara started kicking her legs trying to get air, he squeezed a little tighter till tears came from her eyes and her face turned red. She was gasping for air then he just let go, she slid to the ground and started taking deep breaths while flopping on the floor like a seal. She sat up still trying to catch her breath, holding her neck, "You fucking psycho! You're sick!"

He stood there emotionless as she grabbed her things and ran out the door. You could hear her car screeching out of the driveway.

Justin arrived at the arcade and walked over to the crowd of eighteen-year-old men screaming and playing games. Bryan bro hugged Justin he had missed not seeing him every day like he did in high school, " How you been my nigga!" Bryan asked. Justin smiled and fist bumped Michael and the other guys he knew there. He sat down on a stool and pulled up next to Bryan.