He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

Kourtney is broken and confused. Kourtney Chanel Fox started her own gang, finding cheaters and exposing them so that girls don't feel humiliated or violated by their so-called "boyfriend's" actions. She thinks it's great but is it really just a coping mechanism for her own problems? The story jumps in time quite a bit.

"I will always be right next to you. Promise"