Thirty-Five

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(Selena's POV)
I opened my eyes, but it was still pitch black. I blinked a few times, trying to see if it was real. and it was, of fucking course. I tried moving my arms and my legs, it was useless.
I yelled a useless help, because it was going to help. *sarcasm* I didn't understand, I don't think I ever will. Me? Kidnap me? For what? Why? There's no reason! Unless that guy that called wants to literally kill Justin and I. I don't get why though. what was the big deal between them? Did Justin kill someone?

I heard footprints, walking into the room. I could tell the floor had to have been cement because of the sound. Where the fuck was I?

"Selena, Selena, Selena." I heard a man say.

"w-who are you? How do you know my name? " I asked, stupidly because I defiantly knew he was gonna give up and tell me. *sarcasm*

The lights flickered on and it burnt my eyes. I looked down and saw i was strapped against a chair. this was just like those movies, accept in movies, you can get out of this cause your Prince Charming saves you. My Prince Charming was injured and was in no shape to help me. No, I wasn't complaining, just saying the truth. And it's not like I'm some bad ass girl in those movies either. You know, the ones with the knifes in there boots? Or the ones who are super smart and know how this shit works? I'm not that girl. I was just going to face the truth, and look it dead in the eyes.
There isn't any way I'm getting out of this.

"We talked, remember?" He said with a smile. I shook my head, not wanting to admit that it was him.
"Why were you in the street?" I asked, knowing he was trying to wreck Justin. He knew Justin would get injured, he wanted that. So then he could kidnap me and Justin couldn't do shit about it.

He laughed, "so you do remember me huh?" He said.

I ignored his question and continued, "What's your name?" I asked, again wondering why I was so stupid to ask.
"My name is Derek. Happy?" The man said. Is this the guy? He looked too scary for his name to be Derek. The name Derek reminded me of a church boy or something, this man was not a Derek. no way in hell.

"Why the hell are you even doing this? Can you enlighten me please?" I ask. He took a long breath.
"I saw Justin and you getting along, I saw that he was.. happy." The man said. he stopped in front of my chair.
"That's exactly what i don't want." He said, seconds later. It made me wonder, why? Who wouldn't wanna know?
"But what did he do to you?" I ask, like he'll answer.
"Oh silly Selena..." he laughed.

"Justin is my brother."

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Why did I do this?
I mean, everybody does the damn Justin's brother thing. EVERYBODY.

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