| Chapter 19 |
| "Jenna? Jenna! We have to leave!" Kenzie yelled out of breath. "What? Why? What are you talking about?" Jenna asked confused. "We don't have anything else scheduled for today." "No...no. Martins called. He...he said he was coming to get me. He told me that he...we have to leave!" Kenzie said running past her. "Mackenzie!" Jenna called grabbing her arm, "Honey, why are you so upset?" she asked. "The way he said it, Jenna. The way...he told me how horrible the song was and the video. We have to go before he gets here." Kenzie said not caring the Justin and the rest of the guys were now standing with her wondering what was wrong. As soon as the words where said, Jenna understood. Kenzie was terrified of this man and she had a right to be. "Ok, Kenz. We are leaving." she said as she called over some people who worked with MTV. In less then 10 minutes Mackenzie was safely in a small van ready to go. The hard part was figuring out where they should take her. If they took her home Martins would find her, if they took her to a hotel Martins could find her and they certainly couldn't keep her there. It was decided that the best place for her to go was to the hotel Nsync was staying at. The place was heavily guarded and Mr. Martins would be let nowhere near it. They were all watching TV in Justin and Chris' large hotel room when Mackenzie's phone rang. She looked over at Jenna as she cautiously picked it up fearing whom it would be. "Hello?" she said weekly. "Jenna! Where are you? Where is Mackenzie?" Martins demanded. He was so loud that everyone could hear his voice through out the room. Mackenzie looked over at Justin who looked like he was about to scream into the phone. "Please don't." Mackenzie said in a faint whisper as she sat next to Justin on the plush couch. She slowly slid her hand in his to help herself as much as it would help Justin. Jenna looked around and realized that she needed a lie. "I..ummm...we are still at the studio." she blurted "Don't lie to me, Jenna because I'm at the studio!" He screamed even louder. "You can't be? Mackenzie saw that you weren't here so she's finishing up some recordings." Jenna said as quickly as before. "What do you mean, finishing up recordings? She can't even record here at MTV." "At MTV?" Jenna questioned trying to play dumb. "We are at Jive. That's where you told us to meet you." "What? No I said....you know what...forget it. I'll be there in 15 minutes. STAY THERE!" he said before the phone clicked. "That takes care of him for a few minutes but what are we going to do when he gets to Jive and sees that she isn't there?" Justin asked still holding hands with a dazed Mackenzie. Everyone's attention was turned to the two when Justin asked this and they immediately let go of each other�s hands. "I'm making a big deal out of nothing. I need to talk to him sometime and it might as well be sooner than later." Mackenzie sighed. They sat quietly for a few minutes when there was a knock on the door and Nick opened it slowly. "I hate to have to do this, but Kenzie Martins' is here and he needs to talk to you. It's out of my hands." "What! No way! I will not let you take her to him!" Justin yelled. "J, shhh. He'll hear you, he's right down the hall. Jeremy and I will be right there to make sure nothing happens and as soon as you feel uncomfortable or anything you just get out of there. Ok Kenzie?" Nick asked as she walked over to him. "Guys, we are seriously making a big deal out of nothing. I'll be back in five minutes." she said although everyone could see through her brave front. "Don't go, Kenzie. Please, don't go if you don't want to." Justin said rushing over toward her. "Justin," Mackenzie smiled knowing that he cared, "It's fine. I'll be back soon." she said before leaving the hotel room and nervously walking toward another. |
| When she came to the room the door was already slightly opened so she pushed it expecting to see Martins waiting furiously inside for her. Instead the room was empty and quiet. "Hello?" she said turning the corner, "Mr. Martins?" "Sit, Miss Hope." she heard him say from behind her. She quickly turned around to see him sitting in a dark section of the room. So dark that she could see the outlines of his features. He was sitting in a chair next to an end table that looked like it had a glass of wine and a wine bottle on it. "I'm...ummm...I'm sorry about the confusion before." Mackenzie said weakly. "I bet you are." Mr. Martins said bitterly under his breath. "I don't know why you wanted to see me here...so if we could just get this over with, I'd be happy." "Get this over with, huh." he said, " It's not about whether or not your happy, Miss Hope. It's about whether I'm happy and I think you have been forgetting that fact. It's not whether you aren't feeling good or whether or not you're ready for a performance, this is about what I want and what I need and the fact that you have been disobeying me." "What...I...I haven't done anything." she stuttered when he started to yell. "Oh, please! I deliberately told you to STAY AWAY from those boys but you didn't listen Mackenzie. You didn't listen and now it's too late. Things are going to change around here and it's going to start with how you aren't listening to me. If I tell you to stay away, I mean STAY AWAY! If I tell you to go fu-" he paused when he realized he was getting out of control, "This isn't the place to get me upset, Mackenzie dear. So if I were you I would just put a smile on my face, listen to me, and LEAVE. Now!!" he said before he picked up the glass and threw it across the room. It smashed about a foot away from her when it hi the wall. Mackenzie looked over at the shattered glass and then at his angry form. She knew that this couldn't continue much longer. She quickly opened the door and ran outside. She didn't know what to do or where to go but when she saw Justin sitting on the floor of the hallway waiting for her to come out of the room, she needed to talk to him. "Mackenzie." Justin said standing up as he saw her exit the room in fury. "Are you ok? Did he do anything?" he asked concerned. "He didn't touch me, Justin." she said as he took her hands into his and pulled her into a hug. "Can we...talk, you know in private somewhere?" she asked nervously. "Of course we can." Justin said pulling back and walking her into his now empty hotel room. She sat down on the edge of the bed and thought of everything that had occurred. What happened wasn't right and he shouldn't have been saying the things he said but some how guilt still pressured her into thinking she was wrong. "Do you want something to drink?" Justin asked as he sat next to her. "No, I'm fine thanks." she said getting up and walking to the balcony. Once they were both outside for a few seconds, Justin reached for her hand. He knew she was in deep thought about everything surrounding her and that simple gesture had touched her in more ways than he knew. "Kenz, tell me what happened. I'm here for you." he said simply as his thumb rubbed up and her hand. "I know you are and that means the world to me." she said looking over at him. "He's getting worse and worse. He wants to control me and when I won't let him he goes crazy. He has this big ego that says 'Listen to me or pay' and he thinks that I'll actually do what he says. He was drinking this time. He was drunk but a few more sips and he would have been. I can't take this, Justin." she said surprisingly calm. "I think...I know I need to get new management. This has gone far enough. I know I should have listened to you from the beginning but I can't take this, I just can't. I was stupid for not seeing it earlier." "No, no you're not stupid, Mackenzie. We will get through this. By the time we are done with him he'll wish he'd never met Mackenzie Hope and Justin Timberlake. You just have to trust me. I'll make everything right again, I promise." Justin said as Mackenzie placed her head on his shoulder and cried quietly. Justin knew what he had to do and he was going to give everything he had to make it happen or he was going to die trying to get it. Chapter 20 Coming soon!! Back To Main Story Page Email ME |