Song of the chapter: Who Are You by Fifth Harmony^^

As soon as someone said the cops were here I booked it out the back door. I look at my surroundings and see the fence leads to someone else's backyard.

I quickly hop the fence and run through there backyard, open the gate, and run down there driveway. I stop quickly and look around me, I'm on Bloor Street. ugh, I live like 30 minutes away... and don't have my car, cause Bryce drove me.

He probably took the slut home with him for a couple rounds knowing the both of them, she'd be up for it.

I'm such an idiot, trusting him. I try to trust him for ONE night, and it ends up like this. How the hell am I suppose to get home.

Ugh, I hate Bryce so much, he sends me mixed signals, one point I think he is starting to like me, cause he's nice and caring. Then he turns into a total asshole.

I start running to nowhere, I don't even know where I am. I've probably been running for half an hour now.

I sit on the curb with my head in my hands as I feel tears start rolling down my cheeks. I don't even know why I'm crying, he's just a playboy, what do I expect.

I've probably been sitting here for half an hour, when I hear a car horn.

I lift my head to see Bryce's car pulling beside me. I probably look like a mess, mascara probably running down my face. I've been sitting here for an hour, and I'm still crying for no reason.

"Sierra, where have you been I've been looking all over for you"

"I'm obviously right fucking here Bryce, just leave me alone!" I yell sobbing uncontrollably.

"What's wrong, Justin not working out for you anymore?" he asks stepping closer, with a smirk on his face.

"shut up, and stop being such an asshole."

I step back more till my butt lands on the green electrical box.

He walks up to me and places his hands on my thighs.

"stop being a stuck up brat, and just tell me"

I push his hands away from my thighs and stand up.

I try to walk away but he grabs my wrist and pulls me back.

I push him away, bring my hand up, and slap him in the face.

"Don't. Touch. Me" I yell in his face, then cover my face with my hands.

"I HATE YOU!" I scream at him

"It's mutual slut!" he yells back, and that's when I've had enough.

I walk away and see him storm into his car and drive away.

I sit back down on the curb and start crying again.

I call the only person I can think of to pick me up.

"Justin?"

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I'm sitting in the passenger seat of Justin's black Range Rover, and neither one of us has spoke a word.

As soon as he got out of the car to pick me up, he saw my red, puffy eyes, he didn't ask any questions, probably knowing I didn't want to talk about it.

I only met Justin tonight, but he has been here for me in just one day, more than anyone's ever been here for me ever, even my own mother, isn't here for me. All she cares about is money.

"Where am I taking you?" Justin asks while placing a hand on my knee

Crap, I told my mom I was sleeping at Kayla's, cause I didn't plan on going home.

"uhmm... I sort of told my mom I wasn't going home tonight, and that I was sleeping at my friends house" I reply quietly

"If you need a place to stay, you can sleep at my house."

"oh, umm.. okay thanks" I reply

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Justin pulled up to his house, and damn is it huge. He turns off the car and we both get out. I wait for him to be in front of me and walk behind him.

He opens the front door and when I get a glimpse of inside I'm dumbfounded.

White marble flooring in the front entrance, two white staircases with black railings, that connect on the second floor, a black carpet in between the staircase with a small circular table sitting on top, with a small plant sitting on the table. A grand chandelier hanging above the table.

this house is absolutely stunning, I've never seen anything like it.

"okay so you can sleep in one of the guest rooms that I'll show you to, and I will show you where my room is as well, incase you need anything."

I nod my head and follow him up the huge staircase, and walk down the hallway. It feels like this hallway is never ending. He opens a black door that leads into a bedroom, that I'm assuming is a guest room.

It has white marble floors, a queen bed in the middle that has a black comforter on top, under the bed is a white carpet, a 50 inch flat screen TV, an small desk sitting underneath the TV. Then I look over to the other wall and see 4 different doors.

I walk over to 2 doors that are attached and open them. There was a small little balcony with 2 chairs and a small table in between them. the view is absolutely breathtaking. I close the doors, and walk over to a different door. I open the door and see my own en suite. I open the other door and see a walk in closet... and this is only a guest room?

"Can I move in please?" I say jokingly

"As much as I would like that, I don't think my mom would be up for it" he replies

"my room is the next door on the left if you need anything, sleep tight."

I walk up to him and give him a short kiss, pull apart and smile at him sweetly.

"Thank you Justin"

He walks out of the room, and closes the door. I walk over to the bed, take off my dress, leaving me in my bra and underwear, get under the covers, and try fall asleep.

I barely trust people, but I think I can trust Justin.. is my last thought before I fall into darkness.