Justin's Point Of View:
I sat with the boys laughing at something Chaz was saying about a few girls he met the other day at a club as we smoked some weed.
"No I'm serious, the bitch thought that I was actually into her!" He said causing us all to erupt in fits of laughter.
I was about to say something to catch the guys' attention when a phone started to vibrate in my pocket, I pulled it out to found that it was Y/N's. I always take it off of her when she's at home and check pretty much everything on it make sure that she's not contacting any other guys behind my back.
Sliding my thumb across the lock screen, I looked down at the phone and saw someone called Brandon illuminating the screen.
"The fuck?" I curse taking another drag before setting the blunt down in the ashtray.
"What?" Ryan asked peering over my shoulder down at the phone.
Ignoring him, I resumed going through the phone and checked what was written on the text message.
"When do you want me to come over? We need to finish off what we started in school." I read outloud causing an 'Oooo' sound to come from all of the boys.
"She's gon' get it now!" Za sniggered as he grabbed two lit blunts and took a drag from each.
"Y/N GET THE FUCK DOWN HERE!" I bellowed as anger bubbled up inside me with every passing second.
Your Point Of View:
Shit, shit, shit! What did I do now? I didn't do anything wrong did I? No. No I didn't, I'm sure of that. Oh god please help me!!
"NOW!" He barked causing me to speed walk out of mine and Justin's shared bedroom.
Once I reached the top of the stairs, I cautiously walked down the steps at a slow pace. Fuck my life. Fuck everything.
Slowly peering around the door to the living room I looked around and saw Justin with a disgusted and furious look on his face and all of his friends sitting behind him with mischievous grins plastered on there faces apart from one...Ryan, he held a sympathetic smile as he looked from me to Justin.
Don't get me wrong, Ryan was still an asswipe when he wanted to be but when it comes to the beatings, he's different.
"What the fuck is this?" Justin questioned with a calm tone but you could still hear the seething anger in his voice and could practically see the fury radiating off of him.
I looked at what he was showing me which I soon realised was my iPhone with a text message sprawled across the bright screen.
Reading the text message I gulped on fear. No, no, no! Shit!! He's got it all wrong! Brandon is only my lab partner!!
"A text from my lab partner, Brandon..." I whispered quietly knowing that he wouldn't believe a word I said, but it was all the truth.
"Bullshit!" He seethed throwing the phone across the room "I know your cheating on me you little slut so stop with the innocent act!"
"It's the truth..." I whispered but I knew I shouldn't have said anything, I'm only digging a deeper grave for myself.
"DON'T LIE TO ME!" Justin sneered through gritted teeth and swung his fist so it collided with my cheek.
The boys behind him laughed as I fell to the floor and began to sob loudly. Smirking, Justin turned to face them and chuckled.
"You guys like that?" He questioned with a grin plastered on his face causing the boys to cheer "You want more of a show?"
