violence vs reality

I was born and raised in Southern California, my dad is Australia and my mom was born in Tennessee. I'm 17 years old, my family is rich, well in a way they are. I get abused by my parents all the time, they threaten me if I ever told anyone I'd get it. Get it? What does that even mean? Does it mean that they'll kill me? Well I don't know, I really hate my life at the moment, my boyfriend well... His name is Drake and he's a controlling type, if I don’t do anything he says well bad things happen. Hi there, I'm Ashton this is my story.


10. I promises babe

 Justin’s pov

I drove past my house; it was so frustrating, because it’s a long narrow road. I drove near the end of the street, I saw this black van, the same description as what Kaleb has told me. I had a looked at the number plate. GOTCHA! I said to myself. I parked a few meters behind it I was walking towards the car and was checking it out. I knocked the door that slides a bit. The door finally opened, I asked if Drake was there, “I’m me,” he had come out and said, I grabbed him by the arm and dragged him outside. “Leave my girlfriend alone you moron, she did nothing to you now F*** off.  Leave her alone or I’ll do something you’ll regret,” I said aggressively. He pushed me off and almost punched me, luck for my I was taught boxing I grabbed his arm and twisted it backwards. “Bro, you got to try hard enough to go through me,” I said trying not to laugh. He was stuck, he may be a dumbass to my girlfriend but he certainly isn’t getting through me that easily. I kneed his jaw, so he bled. I heard him curse at me, that wasn’t appropriate for someone that wants to live. “Let go,” Drake yelled out at me, there was no way he’s letting off the hook that easy, nor will he be touching my girlfriend again for the matter of fact. I threatened him, like any other protective boyfriend would, “You ever come near ashton again, and watch your back. I know people who can take you down in a heartbeat and I wouldn’t mind doing that too,” I said he looked up at me with worry in his eyes, he nodded at me and that’s when I let him go.  He ran back into the truck and told everyone to drop what they’re doing and stop. He drove off in a glitch, I smirked like I had done a record.


Ashton’s pov:

Where is Justin? He should have been back by now, where is my phone. I want more phone!  I miss my phone. Where is Justin? I questioned myself once again, I’m a paranoid person, I have always been, especially the fact he’s got my damn phone. Gr. I’m just chilling on my Facebook page, wondering what it would be like being famous. Is it even that amazing, I don’t even know why, I just had that one my mind, I have a boyfriend that goes thru fame. Ashton shut up already, you’re driving yourself in sane.  I heard the door close downstairs; I ran down and jumped on Justin. “Oh my gosh, where were you!” I said with a worried look, “babe, it’s okay I just had to teach someone a lesson. Oh, here’s your phone, sorry” He had told me. Huh? Teach someone a lesson, who? Where? How? When? Huh? I just nodded, but questions running thru my head, who was it? Ok, Ashton your being all paranoid over not saying to myself, what a stupid person you are at the moment. I hugged Justin and said thank you for giving my phone back, I had to text Kylee.


Ashton: Hey girl, I miss you so much, we need to hang out sometime J

Kylee: Of course! I’d love that.

Ashton: When your boyfriend says they had to take care of some business, what does that mean?

Kylee: It could mean anything, why’s that?

Ashton: Well… He wanted my cellphone, I gave it to him. Half an hour later I heard nothing and he came home just now and yeah.

Kylee: Wow, um that’s odd but good luck trying to get it out of him babe.

Ashton: Thanks hun, I will get it out of him. TTYL! Xox


I was curious out of suspicion. 3 hours later, it was still running thru my head so I went up to Justin being my cute self. I sat on his lap in front of the TV and traced his chest. “Baby…” I say lovingly, he looks up at me like, are you okay look. I see he bites his lip, but I wasn’t looking for anything other than answers, “Yes baby?” he asks.  It’s really cute how he bites his lip, it turns me on a lot, but I won’t hold it against him, “Will you please tell me what business you had to sort out please, it’s been running through my head for 3 hours, I want to know,” I said softly. He nodded. He had told me that he knows a friend that’s basically a detective and that he tracked down Drake’s number. He then told me he found the van not far from here and he won’t come near me anymore, if he doesn’t then there are consequences. I cried a little but I hugged him and said thank you. “I was worried about you Justin, please don’t do anything like that again unless you really have too, I don’t want anything to happen to you,” I had said worried. He had stroked my hair and said “I won’t, I promise babe.”

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