Chapter 4

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It was Monday. I walked into my first period and saw Darian and his friends in a corner. Burning eyes into my soul. I shrugged it off and sat down. My teacher, Mr. Gonzales walked in. "Hello class, welcome back to History! I hope all of you have finished the homework I assigned?" Oh crap! I looked over at Carly. She

gave me a 'Me neither' look. I sighed heavily. "Isabella, did you finish?" I looked around. Everyone staring at me. I shook my head. He sighed. "Meet me after class." I nodded and slumped in my seat.


Darian leaned over and whispered. "You know... If you wouldn't have been a moody bitch at my party, is let you copy off of my homework." I laughed quietly. "I would have let you kiss me if you weren't an ass." He smirked. "Damn baby girl." I raised my hand. "Yes Miss Andrews?" "Darians making me uncomfortable and saying sexual things to me." I looked at him and smirked. He glared at me and Mr. Gonzales sent him to the front. Darian walked angrily towards the door, glared at me, and left. Slamming the door. Ha! Suspended!


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The bell rang. I tried to get lost in the crowd as they left through the door, but I wasn't quick enough. "Bella." I slowly walked towards my teachers desk. He took his glasses off and started "You're an amazing student. Great grades. But lately you've been careless with your work. What's going on?" Oh nothing it's just that the biggest criminal in America wants to kill me. "N-Nothing." I gulped. I'm bad at lying. He sighed and rubbed his temples. "You can tell me.." I sighed. "But you won't believe me! Nobody does!" He looks at me and says sternly "Miss Andrews, please tell me." I sighed. "Jason McCann." I hurriedly walked out of the classroom. Oh shit I need a note for second hour! I went to my locker. I can forge a note. I was about to turn the knob, but I stopped. A sticky note on my locker.


You think you're slick telling your teacher? Be ready


This can't be happening! I ran down the hall and out of the school doors. I ran down the street and starting going in the direction of my house. He was in the classroom with Mr. Gonzales and I. He was in my bedroom. He was at the party. Where will he be next?!


I walked in my house. My moms at work and who knows where Amanda is. I jogged up the stairs and opened my bedroom door. The balcony window was wide open! I slowly walked over to it. Another note placed on the glass door.


Tonight.


I screamed. I ran to my closet and packed a backpack. I put clothes, food, and my trusty pocket knife in it. I grabbed a sweatshirt and put it on. I'm gonna wait for night. I'm busting out.


Carly was texting me non stop asking why I wasn't in class with her. I ignored her. Tyler was calling me non stop. It was hard to ignore the only people I considered family. My real family hates me. I walked downstairs and my mom and Amanda were on the couch. "Can you explain to me why the school called saying you only made it to first hour?" I shrugged and grabbed a bag of chips. "I left." "Why?!" She got angrier and angrier. Amanda budded in. "I had a perfect attendance record." I rolled my eyes. "That's why you ditched almost every single day to hang out with your boyfriend. You guys fucked in the school bathroom without a condom. You were scared. You couldn't tell mom because you were her perfect angel. So you got an abortion. That haunted you. Your boyfriend left you and you were so depressed you started doing drugs. You were arrested for being caught with marijuana and you were in jail for three days until you were bailed out by your old baby daddy. You told mom you were at a friends house and your phone was dead. You didn't stop the drugs and you have a box under your bed with needles and stuff to smoke out of." She started crying and my mother ran up to her room to find the box. I smirked. All of it was true. Im glad I got that out.


The clock hit 8:30. He's gonna be here any minute. I have a rope hanging out of my window. Here's the plan.. He climbs up the balcony, tries to pick the lock, I'll be on the rope. When it clicks, I'll be on the ground. I'll run and when he noticed I'm not here, he'll come looking for me. I'll be at Carly's house and hiding in her brothers room. It's perfect! I put my black hood up and waited. I heard footsteps on the balcony. Here's my chance! I sat on the window sill and slowly went down the rope. I went faster and faster. When I reached the bottom, he got the balcony open. I ran down the street and headed towards Carly's house. I didn't stop running.


I was seconds away from her house. I saw the lights on. I started running again but I was pulled back. I screamed and a hand was slapped on my mouth. "Shhhh...... I won't hurt you. Yet." He whispered. He tied my hands together and I kicked him. I didn't stop kicking. "Hm.. A fiesty one." He grabbed my legs and tied them also. I was helpless. I sobbed. "Please.. Don't..." He placed a white rag over my mouth and nose. I held my breath. Don't breathe in Bella. Don't breathe in. I was running out of oxygen. I soon breathed in. Fuck! I was getting sleepy. The last thing I saw was the starry night sky.


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I woke up in a dark room. It seemed like a basement. I was tied to a chair. Where am I? Was I kidnapped? This place has Jason written all over it. No, literally. "Jason McCann." Is spray painted on the walls. Along with other things I was confused about. My visions still kinda blurry. But I need to figure out how to escape. It's gonna be hard. But I'm determined to do it.


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These first few chapters are gonna be short cause I'm trying not to rush! im in math watching a video y'all so Imma go. But keep reading and give me feedback! Love y'all!

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