XVIII

                                    

                                          
"What?"I mumbled, opening up my eyes to see I was in a car, driving down a bumpy road.  
"Hey, baby." He whispered, giving me a small genuine smile.  
"What happened in the hospital?" I asked, remembering they put me to sleep.  
He sighed in content, "They said you were fine, a little bruised and cut, but the major part was your head. They gave me some medicine to give you for the pain."  
I nodded, "Thanks."  We pulled up to the house and I waited (as usual) for Justin to come to my side. He jogged around and offered me his hand. I took it and jumped down from the seat.  
He kissed my hand while I jumped down, causing me to give him the most genuine smile I could muster up. I liked this Justin, funny, sweet, caring, loving Justin. I wanted to give him a chance, but I can't with everything he has been doing. I need to find a way to get rid of his drugs, quick.  
He continued to pull me up the 2 flights of stairs to the third floor and led me to our room. He let go of my hand and walked into the bathroom. I saw him put the pills in the medicine cabinet, along with my own. But not before I saw him stick one in his mouth. I bit my lip and looked down, pretending I didn't see.  
He quickly swallowed it before turning around and acting like something happened. He walked up to me and took both my hands. "So, how about me and you go watch a movie?" he asked me.  
Fuck, shit, damn. "Actually Justin, I think I'm just going to go lay down," I said walking over to the bed and stuffing my face into the pillow. I heard him walk over and climb onto my back, keeping his weight off. He pecked the back of my neck.  
"I'll be in my office, offer still stands." He whispered before I heard him walk away.  
Justin's POV 
I was in my office writing checks and occasionally looking at my bedroom camera to make sure she was still there.  
I wrote another check to a jerk named Alex Walker for 100 thousand dollars. Ugh. This is too much money.  
I looked up at my camera and saw... a monkey? On Selena? I blinked and looked around and saw some random animals, pandas, monkeys, lions, all doing drugs. I sighed and sat back taking in the imaginary chemicals. Suddenly and 'lion' claws my face. "THE HELL?" I looked up and saw nothing there, no smoke, no animals, nothing. I began to get angry, what the hell was that? I have a scratch on my face for what reason? I got up and punched the wall, leaving a big hole.  
I began to breathe heavy, needing something or someone to take this all out on. I looked at the camera and saw my vulnerable little punching bag.  
I smiled and started to stomp up the stairs, hopefully waking up the whore. I walked in and saw her looking at the door confused.  "Justin?" she asked before her eyes got wide, noticing I was not in a good mood. I smirked and started to walk in but she just ran straight to the bathroom and locked the door.  
I heard some rummaging and things in the bathroom before walking away, too angry to sit around and wait for her.  
Selena's POV 
I ran into the bathroom and opened his bottle of pills. I opened mine and switched them. 
He is going to punish me for this, but it is better than being beaten every day.  
I looked at his pills, they looked so inviting, but I couldn't take them. But, he did say that they relieved stress. I'm sure one time won't be so bad. 
I took one pill and popped into my mouth. Laying on the floor, falling asleep before anything happened to me.  
I woke up with tears on my face and Justin holding me. "Are you okay? What's wrong?"  
I looked out the window and realized I must have been asleep about an hour. I looked at the door and saw the hinges broke off.  
"Baby?" I heard Justin ask.  I looked at him and began to think. How fucked up is my world? I was bullied, then kidnapped, then tortured, then beaten, then took a drug from my kidnapper. My life is a mess. It will always be a mess. I can't fix it, even if I ever do get out, my life will never be the same. What is the point of living a life I'm not proud of? I might as well just give up now.  
I used all my strength to try to get Justin off, which I surprisingly did, and ran towards the mirror. Come on, this is the last pain you will ever feel. I thought as I punched the mirror, enough to break it. Where did all this new found strength come from? I grabbed the first piece I saw with the sharpest end and held it to my wrist. Right on my vein.  
This all happened, in about 3 seconds, but still long enough for Justin to stand up.  
I turned around to face him. "Baby what are you doing? Your hand is bleeding here I'll get the first aid." Then he looked further up my arm and saw the glass. "Stop! Selena what the yell?!" He yelled.  
He was about to walk to me, but not before I told him, "If you move I will dig this into my vein and you can watch my pathetic body die." I seethed. Angry he took my life away. "You are responsible for this."  
His eyes widened and he took the side affects paper from his pocket. "Babygirl, did you take one of my pills?"