Kiss You *part 2*

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*Rylee's P.O.V*

Nico came back and was satisfied with Jack's work but Jack was frowning at it. I now he feels bad but I don't blame him.

I'm extremely sarcastic today knowing I'm going to be getting out of here. But Nico is getting suspicious so I tone it down a little bit.

I have new bruises, my body is littered with them. And today Nico was especially pissed with me.

'Cause he grabbed a bat. I was know standing with my hands tied behind me. Getting hit with the bat, one hit after another. My screams filled the house.

He hit my side and I screamed.

He hit my leg and I screamed.

He hit my face and I whimpered.

I've had enough if this. It hurts.

Jack wasn't even watching and I couldn't blame him.

Nico put down the wooden bat and picked up an aluminum one.

"Please...please don't," I pleaded.

When Jack looked up his eyes widened at the sight of a different bat, "What Nico?! You can't use that! You'll kill her!"

"It doesn't matter it's not like any ones gonna care," he sneered at me.

He suddenly threw down the bat and left. I heard the roar of his truck and screeching of tires as he drove away.

I let out a breath and let out a whimper. Jack gave me a look of sympathy and grabbed the chair letting me sit down.

His phone went off and he fished it out of his pocket. He looked at the screen, "It's time Rylee. Come one we have to go."

I nodded and he cut the rope I rubbed my wrist which now have dark red circles from the rope.

He helped me walk to the door and peered out to see of it was clear. He nodded and we walked down the hall.

"We're going to have to go out the back door. It's the only way to my car. No body should be here today," he said. I nodded again not trusting my voice right now.

And he was right no body was here. Which made this all easier. We got out the front door and he unlocked his precious car. He helped into my seat, closed the door, and ran over to his side sliding into his seat.

He put the key in the ignition and the car roared to life. I had a smiled planted on my face hearing the sound of the beautiful engine.

This whole car was amazing. He winked at me and sped out of the drive way at an amazing speed. I know the speed he's going is illegal. Hell, this car is illegal...unless you modify it. Which he did. But it was fun.

Despite my pain I was smiling watching the scenery zoom by us.

He shifted the gears and went even faster trying to get as far away from that place as he could.

We've been driving for hours, but he knew where he was going. We pulled into the city and he slowed down to the normal speed which was really far from what he was doing.

He kept driving to a neighborhood full of big houses. People waking outside not having a clue on whys happening in the really world.

Girls waking around in tight little skirts and to small of shirts for the summer. I looked down at what I'm wearing. Sweats and a bloody tank top.

My hair is a mess, my face is a mess, I'm a mess. He slowed down next to a house with a couple of the girls I described sitting outside sipping on damn lemonade.

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