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I look back up at the doorway and see Jason standing there covered in Lucas's blood

"Who were you talking to?" Jason says

"Nobody." i say quickly

"Lets go." i say trying to push past him but he wont budge

"Fawn, Who were you talking to?" he starts walking forward and i start backing up

"I told you. Nobody" i hit the counter behind me

Jason gets right in front of me and puts his hands on both sides of me

"Then whats that in your shirt?" he says as he looks down to my illuminated breasts 

"Thats... nothing." i say while trying to push one of his arms so i can get away from him

"I dont think so" he reaches in my shirt and pulls out the phone

"Oh fancy. You called 911. How long have you been on a call with them?" he says

"Not that long.. I-i didnt tell her anything"

"Listen to me Jason" we hear the operator say

"Oh. you didnt tell her much huh?"

Shit. this is it. this is where i die.

"Youre going to let those girls go. You dont want to do this. I promise you." she says

"Oh your friend says i dont want to do this and i should let you go. What do you think?" he says to me and puts it on speaker

"Tell her how much i Need to keep you, How much you belong to us. Tell her... how much you love being with us. We pay attention to you, we care for you, you dont have to worry about anything.. Go ahead. Tell her" he says

"You would do anything to keep me... i love- the fact that i got to shoot Lucas, i am always on edge with you guys. How could i possibly LOVE being here!? I constantly worry that you guys are going to do something to me. Lucas did, You almost did-" he slams the phone down on the counter which cuts me off

"You know i didnt mean to. I HELPED YOU! I let you go! Then you shot my FUCKING BROTHER."

"YOU GAVE ME THE GUN!" i yell

He pushes me backwards so im laying down on the counter, takes the knife out from his pocket and puts it to my throat

"Tell her what position you're in right now... She cant help you, Nobody can. Youre at my mercy, i can do whatever i want to you."

"Please put the knife down" i say and start crying

"Knife?" the Operator says 

"Aww shes crying.. But you didn't tell her. Are you too scared? TELL HER" He pushes The knife into my skin hard enough to make me bleed

"You're holding a knife to my neck while im bent backwards on the counter... begging you to let me go. There I said it, Now please let me go"

"Jason, Let Fawn go. You dont want to be arrested for attempted murder and kidnapping. I promise if you let her go, You wont be charged with attempted murder.. Just kidnapping. Please just Dont do anything Rash." the operator says 

I look Jason in the eyes

"Please, Just let me go."

He waits a couple seconds then picks me up off of the counter but leaves the knife on my throat

"If you fucking run i will slit your throat." he says then grabs the phone

"JASON! Listen to me. The police will be there in less than 3 minutes. If you dont want to get caught i suggest you LEAVE FAWN there. And run. Just leave her." the operator says