Taken

Chapter O9

-Lily’s P.O.V.-

          He was staring right at me as Ryan still lay on the floor; I knew he’d go unconscious soon with all that loss of blood. Jackson snarled at me and I back up as far away as I could, hitting the back of the wall.

          Tears were streaming down my face, there was no escape. I was going to die, right when I didn’t want to. Jackson finally got so frustrated he picked up the bed with his bare hands and flipped it over resulting in a broken night stand.

          I screamed and curled up in a ball against the wall as he kicked me repeatedly.

          “What is she doing in here!?” Jackson screamed in Ryan’s drowsy looking face as he held me up by my arm. I cried and tried to rip him off and Ryan stared at me with sorry eyes. “What is she doing here!?” He yelled again and threw me against the broken nightstand.

          Blood started flooding out of the scratches that were made by the broken wood sides. I yelped in pain and tried to stop the bleeding by covering the scratch with my hand.

          “It’s my fault…” Ryan said just above a whisper and tried to stand up but fell over.

          “Why did you bring her in here!?” Jackson screamed in Ryan’s face and he flinched a little opening his drooping eyes a little wider. He could not fall asleep on me now; I would die without him here. No, I’d probably die with him here or not either way.

          Now Jackson knew Ryan ‘cared’ about me, so now he would kill me. Just like Ryan informed me, it just made me cry harder and louder. I tried to keep the sobs quiet but I couldn’t, I started to attract Jackson’s attention.

          “Shut up!” Jackson screamed in frustration and went to his belt and pulled out a gun and pointed it at my face.

          “Dad, cops will come.” Ryan said quietly still slipping out of consciousness; he was trying not to though. Jackson threw the gun on the floor and I don’t know what happened but the gun shot.

          The bullet flew through the wall right next to me and I screamed in fear and ducked.

          “Oh no.” Jackson mumbled and for the first time he didn’t sound like he was about to kill someone. “Ryan, get her and meet me in the car.” Jackson ordered and ran out of the room.

          I was confused and so scared; and I slowly crawled over to Ryan. The sight of the blood made me cry harder as I pushed a piece of hair out of his face.

          “Ryan?” I croaked as my tears fell onto his face.

          “Yeah?” He breathed and I settled next to him and helped him sit up, he groaned in pain as I lightly touched the back of my head.

          “Don’t die on me.” I said strictly but it didn’t come out too stern but so weak and frail, he chuckled a bit.

          “I’m not going to die, Lily.” He said with a side smile and closed his eyes gently. I knew he would just go unconscious but I wanted him awake now.

          I looked to the door, it was wide open and so was the front door probably. I could easily run out of here and leave forever, never having to look back but I couldn’t. I couldn’t leave Ryan; no doubt Jackson would hurt him for letting me free so easily.

          “Ryan!” Jackson yelled and I looked at him as he punched the neighboring wall next to him as he looked at his passed out son. Jackson stomped over to him but I didn’t move, even though I was so scared and I knew Jackson would hurt me I didn’t want to leave Ryan’s side.

          But instead of being hit Jackson took Ryan and I’s arms and held us up and dragged us outside. Before he walked out the door he looked around then quickly darted to the car.

          I hadn’t been outside in what seemed like weeks. It was dark out which made me sad, because I really wanted to see the shining sun.

          Jackson threw me into the car and my head hit the roof and I clenched onto it as Jackson threw Ryan on top of me. I sat Ryan up as much as I could and put a seat belt on him.

          This is insane. What am I doing? I need to run, fast and never look back. But I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, I can’t leave Ryan and I can’t carry him in my weak arms either.

          “If you say one word I’ll kill you.” Jackson growled and stared at me with wild eyes and I nodded my head rapidly and looked over at the locks. There was no way I could get out anyways, the locks were taped heavily everywhere except in the driver’s seat.

          I sat next to Ryan, clenching his arm in fear. I saw people walking by but I was in Jackson’s view and if I tried to wave and get their attention he’d probably kill me. Maybe even worse, he would kill Ryan.

          Wait, wait, wait. Back it up. Since when did I care about Ryan? I moved away from him and wiped the tears that I shed over him from my eyes.

But I knew why I cared for Ryan, sadly. He was there when no one was, when I was alone and helpless he came through for me and risked himself.

          I couldn’t do anything but be in debt to him. Of course he should of let me leave but if he says there are ‘consequences’ then I should respect them and trust him. I’d never think I’d say that. That I trust him, but I do.

          The car started to slow down and Jackson turned towards me, taking that same can out of his belt and spraying the scent in my face. Before I knew it I fell over onto Ryan’s lap and my surroundings became black.

          When I woke up I was in a dark room, and I tried to remember where I was. That’s right; I was at the party with Ryan. Wait, no. I didn’t go to a party with Ryan; I went to a party with Dylan. Then who’s Ryan?

          “D-Dylan?” I asked through the darkness and I heard someone shift besides me.

          “Lily? Lily, you’re alive!?” I heard a familiar voice whisper-yell into my ear but I couldn’t see the person.

          “Dylan?” I asked the voice.

          “No, no, Lily. It’s Ryan, remember me?” He asked and I realized it was Ryan, I remembered what happened. The gun shot and then we were going somewhere, then that same gross scent.

          “Ryan!” I yelped in joy and skidded on the floor in the direction of his voice but chains held me back. “Ryan where are you?” I whispered looking around, even though I couldn’t see.

          “I’m on the opposing wall.” He said across the room and I laid back against the wall, knowing I couldn’t get to him. “I-I thought you were dead.” He whispered and I could hear the tears rising in his voice.

          “No, I’m okay. How’s your head?” I said in a soothing tone and I heard his chains rattle.

          “Better, I guess.” He said with a huge sigh afterwards.

          “What happened?” I asked him across the room but still as quiet as possible.

          “Jackson brought us to a new house. This was actually my old house before we moved to Las Vegas.” He exclaimed and I tried to process what he just said.

          “Wait, we’re not in Las Vegas anymore?” I asked in bewilderment.

          “We’re in Utah now.” He told me and I almost passed out again, I was away from everyone. Now there was no chance of me ever getting out of here alive! Tears started to fall without my permission but soon after I just started to full on sob. “Lily, it’s okay. Please don’t cry.” He said softly but I kept the tears rolling.

          “Now I’ll never be able to see everyone again! Ever!” I cried but tried to keep quiet.

          “I know, I’m sorry.” He said and I could hear him starting to cry too.

          I wouldn’t mind dying now, now that I knew there was no hope for me.