"M-mark.. What are you doing here?" I spoke barely audible.
"I live across the street, and when I see a strange car, with a stranger in it, I think my girlfriend's whoring around" he spat.
"Justin, go in the car please, I'll be in soon."
Justin slowly got in the car, his full attention on Mark and I.
"Mark, p-please not here" I said, looking anywhere but his eyes.
"Who the fuck is he?" he spat, ignoring my previous statement.
"He's just a friend.." I said quietly.
"SPEAK UP BITCH, I CAN'T HEAR YOU" he roared, yanking me by wrist and pulling me towards him.
"I said, he's just a friend" I said, raising my voice.
I instantly regretted it when I felt the usual burning sensation on my cheek.
I stumbled onto the ground, and he kicked my stomach, causing me to yelp in pain, and roll over.
I heard the car door open and slam shut, oh great, Justin.
Justin didn't say a word, he just started attacking Mark.
I started coughing.
I was coughing up blood.
'Ew' I thought.
My vision started getting fuzzy, and my head started to spin.
Before I blacked out I heard a gunshot.
"When is she going to wake up?"
"I'm not sure, Ryan. She took a pretty hard hit to the stomach" Justin said, sighing.
I heard their conversation about me, so I pretended to be asleep.
"You suck at fake sleeping, by the way Ava" Ryan chuckled, gently throwing a pillow at me.
I sat up, and felt my cheeks heat up.
"Aw, now you embarrassed her" Chaz said, making me blush even more.
"How are you holdin' up kiddo?" Ryan asked, throwing me a bottle of water, which I gladly accepted.
"Eh, I could be better" I said shrugging.
"Who was he?" Justin asked finally speaking.
"He's no one..." I said quietly.
Before Justin could reply, a beautiful brunette walked in.
"Justyyyy" She called, running to his side.
"Hey Carla" he said, rolling his eyes.
"Who are you? And why do you look like you just got hit by a car?" she scoffed.
"Carla.." Justin started.
Justin now had everyone's attention.
He cleared his throat.
"Why don't you go get ready, the other boys should be back soon... We're going out" He said shooing her away.
"Where are we going?" I asked, standing up.
"We, are going clubbing." Justin said, smirking.