A few days had gone by, and our hope to be rescued soon was slowly decreasing. the temperature was always hot, but Josh and Jack and found a freshwater creek nearby the campsite. Cat had been trying to keep everyone clean by washing our clothes In little streams. Josh and I continued to share a pillow and blanket at night, finding that it helped to keep us warm. Josh was now the only one I felt really comfortable around, and him being nearby helped comfort me. Jacob had not touched me again since that last night, which was making me worried. I wasn't sure when he would pop out of nowhere and I was almost certain he would not stay above the waist this time. It made me jumpy, which Josh just brushed off as being a side effect of the crash. Melissa and I got along much better and she usually would come to me with anything. Josh, Cat and Jack were out gathering berries and fruit, Melissa was watching Dylan in her tent and I was drawing pictures in the sand inside my tent. If Josh wasn't around I would usually just wait until he was back, I never went anywhere without him anymore. This was partly because I felt like Jacob would leave me alone if Josh was nearby and also because Being around Josh made me feel more relaxed. The others usually referred to Josh and I as a sort of packaged deal now, if Josh went to help them with something then so did I.
"Quinn?" Someone called from outside my tent.
"What?" I asked without looking to see whom had called my name.
"Come here quickly, Josh is hurt we need help!" I heard the voice I soon recognized to be Jacobs said.
"What?! what do you mean he's hurt?!" I asked as I ran out of my tent, facing the creep.
"He's fallen down, we need your help to calm him down while Jack helps him." Jacob said urgently.
"Where is he?!?!" I almost shrieked. my heart was beating fast and I felt my head spinning.
"Follow me!" Jacob said as he rushed toward the trees. I ran behind him as quickly as I could, trying my best not to trip over roots. We seemed to be headed in a direction I had never gone before, and we were quite the distance away from the campsite.
"Why are they all the way out here? Where are we?" I asked as Jacob slowed his pace to a quick walk. Both of us were out of breath and I could barely get the words out of my mouth.
"Hold on we're almost there." Jacob said. I felt uncomfortable being so far away from camp, alone with Jacob. But knowing Josh was injured somewhere helped me to push the feeling from my mind and the only thing I was worried about was Josh.
"How far are we from camp? Jacob are you sure this is the right way? I have no idea where we are." My voice got more and more desperate as I grew more anxious.
"Don't worry about it." Jacob said with a shrug. An uneasy feeling settled deep in the pit of my stomach.
"I don't think they would have gone so far away.." I pointed out skeptically.
"Do you remember how to get back to camp?" Jacob asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No idea. I hope you do though."
"Of course. But all that matters is you don't." Jacob smirked.
"What is that supposed to me-" I tried to say just before he pinned me against a tree, covering my mouth in case i screamed. His face was so close to mine that i could see each drop of sweat that rolled down his ugly face. My heart was racing so fast that I thought it would jump right out of my chest. I closed my eyes and let out a small cry that was muffled by his hand over my mouth.
"I've been waiting for forever to get you alone, but you're always with that stupid boy!" Jacob exclaimed. "you shouldn't be with him. You should be with me." He added just before crushing his lips to mine. I pushed him away from me with as much strength as I had.
"Get the hell away from me!" I yelled.
"I can see the way you look at him, like he's the only good thing left in this world. I deserve to be looked at like that, NOT him." Jacob said as he grabbed my arm with a grip so tight I could practically hear the bruises forming.
"Jacob stop! You're hurting me." I whimpered as I tried to wiggle free from his grip, but failed to do so.
"You deserve it! You should want ME not him! I'd be so much better for you." Jacob yelled.
"I'd never be with someone so pathetic as you!" I screamed back. The anger in his eyes intensified and I watched as his fist balled up and came hurdling towards my face as if it were all in slow motion. I felt his fist make contact with my face, and the pain that followed was unbearable. I fell to the ground, holding my eye and crying out in pain. he kneeled down beside me, with a sickening grin on his face. He gripped both my arms, forcing me to stand back up.
"Fine, I'll just have to show you what you're missing out on." He smirked as he held me up against a tree. I struggled to get away but I knew it wasn't any good. He would get what he wanted whether it meant killing me or not so what was the point in fighting? I had given up, every single muscle in my body relaxed and all I could do was wait until he was done. His greedy hands roamed every inch of my body, and the moment my clothes were removed I felt sick. I felt sick because of the way I was just letting him touch me, this was so wrong but yet I had no fight in me left to do anything about it. I knew that no matter how hard I fought back it wouldn't do any good, I had no idea where we were and he was way bigger than me. Tears ran down my eyes and occasionally I let out soft whimpers to which he would respond with a sickening laugh.
Hell is a place bad people go after they have died. ive never believed that there really was a hell, but in this moment I was convinced that I had found it.
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89 Days (A Josh Ramsay Fanfic)
FanfictionQuinn Mcgullin is a 25 year old girl, who's life revolves around art and painting. When she boards a flight to Australia to see her long term boyfriend, something goes terribly wrong. She is sitting beside none other than Josh Ramsay but then The pl...