twisted → j.m.

Chapter 4

Anna's P.O.V

My eyes fluttered open, I blinked, seeing everything blurry. I shook my head, trying to focus. My body was overtaken by fear when I remember what had happened.

I tried to move my hand up to my throbbing head, only to realize they were tied behind my back. My feet were also tied and I had a duck tape over my mouth.

I was moving, and only then did I realize that I was in the back seat of a van. There were no windows in the van so I couldn't see outside.

I squirmed around, trying to untie my hands, but they were tied really tight. I tried to sit up but failed since both my hands and feet were tied. Desperate now, I screamed, only my scream came out as "Mmmmhhhh" because of the duct tape.

The man who was driving the car turned around, "You're up princess?" He had a beautiful face, as much as I hate to admit. Now without his sunglasses on, I could see that his eyes were a mocha brown color and his face... His face left me breathless. It was flawless and his jawline was set hard.

If I wasn't in this situation, I would think this guy was a pure hottie, but now I was wanted to get away from him. I looked away from his face and continued struggling and screaming, tears were rolling freely down my face.

"Quit the struggling babe, it's not going to get you anywhere," he smirked at me from the front seat. I carried on, ignoring him, I was too scared to think clearly.

"Anna, I said stop it, you are starting to annoy me now and I wouldn't want to hurt you now, would I?" He said, impatiently but at the same time mockingly. I continued, despite his warning, breathing heavily, wanting nothing more than this to be a bad nightmare.

I felt the van stop at the side of the road, and the guy got out. He opened the back door to the van and came into the back door crouching down beside me and looking into my eyes.

"Do you want that tape off your mouth?" I nodded my head vigorously.
He laughed, "Promise not to scream then?"
I nodded again, lying.
"Anna, you better stick to that or..." he broke off, ripping the tape off my mouth, causing me to cry out in pain.
I whimpered, "Who a-are you?"
He smirked as if he was expecting that question. "I am Jason McCann."

My eyes widened and I gasped. Jason McCann? Americas most wanted criminal? The person who killed people without even thinking, the person who robbed and killed billions, was the person who kidnapped me. Probably even, the evilest and cruel person alive in history too.

Sure, I have heard about him, but I didn't know what he looked like. I couldn't help crying out loud now.

Jason, who was smirking and was amused by my reaction now started caressing my hair. I shook my head, trying to move away.

Jason gripped my arm tight, digging his nails into my soft skin. I cried out, crying harder. "Don't you ever move away from me. I own you," he said aggressively to me.

I don't know where I got the courage from but I screamed at him "YOU DON'T OWN ME! I an not some kind of toy. Let me go! HELP! Somebody, please help me!" I tried screaming out in vain, hoping someone would hear me. No such luck.

Jason clasped his hand tightly around my mouth, quietening my screams instantly. "I am sorry sweetheart, but you are just not cooperating with me." He said bringing out a cloth.

I shook my head and tried to move away, but there was no getting away. God, what have I ever done to deserve this?

I screamed into Jason's hands as put the cloth over my mouth, muffling my screams and when I breathed in, my world swirled and went black again.