FACE TO FACE [ ruel van dijk ]

nine

jade

"justin?!"

a familiar voice echoed through the bar.

the crowd's voice lowered,and the music was clearer----so was the sound of the commotion.

i couldn't move.i heard krissa and two more voices yelling.

"stop pushing me bro,what the fuck!"

"we need to go now."

"leave me alone,mate!"

i wanted to turn my head.but there was a thought at the back of my mind that reminded me of whose voice that belonged to.

i snapped myself back to reality and turned around.

"hey bro,stop it,man.let go!" one of the guys in the crowd says,as him and the some other boys were holding justin down.

his fists were buried in another guy's collar.

this awfully familiar boy.

as i got closer,the purple lights covering the boy's face finally faded away into a lighter,more normal shade of light.

it was ruel.

"hey,let go!"  i said as i pulled justin back.

i don't know why i did that,but i did.

"what is going on?!"

"y'all wanna know what's going on?!"
an unfamiliar voice of a girl enters the room.

"this man right here----this tall, gorgeously tanned motherfucker,
is my boyfriend."

wait, what?

"yeah, that's right folks.this cheating asshole is my boyfriend and i would love to ask him one question.."

i looked back at krissa.

she was pale.

"...how did it feel,baby?how did it feel when you sucked on another girl's mouth right after you promised me you'd never fucking do it again?"

she was half-crying already.

"alexa,baby,what are you doing here?"
justin whispers.

baby??

justin has a girlfriend??

"it's not what it looks like." he continues.

i couldn't try to listen anymore.

i turned back again to krissa,but she was gone.

shit,krissa where did you go?!

i left the chaotic scene in the hopes of it not being real.

i don't know if justin really is a cheating clit, and if he was, i wouldn't care if that alexa girl would kill him for it.

but why,justin?

why did you this?

what for?

why did you hurt krissa?

i kept yelling and yelling for krissa.

she isn't anywhere on sight.

i try calling her,no answer.

my hands started to shake.

my own eyes started to tear up.

not just because i couldn't find her,but because of thinking about the way she would've felt back there in that situation.