Can You Save Me?

Anger

"I knew I herd something." Jarred said to me holding a beer as usual he's drunk.

"Where's my mom..?" I asked shakily.

"Oh well you see Bella, she won't be coming back very soon." he said smirking.

"Wha...what do you mean.?"I asked confused and scared.

"Well I don't know why but she just left and didn't come back yet" he smirked.

"What did you do to her?!" I screamed trying to hold back tears in my eyes.

"Me? Oh I would never do anything to your mother." he said still smirking.

I felt my phone vibrate under neath me and I was hoping the sound was off. The sound went off from a text I got.

"Well who's that?" He said walking up to me to take my phone.
I grabbed it first and it was Dylan making sure I was home okay because I hadn't texted him yet.

"N..no one." I said nervously.

"Give me that." He yelled ripping my phone out of my hand.

"Who's this Dylan kid? Is he that kid who showed up yesterday?" He said angry

"N... No, just give me my phone back please." I pleaded.

"This is the little bastard who interrupted us, how rude isn't it Bella?" He said to me.

"No I had plans with him, GET AWAY FROM ME!" I cried.

"Shut up Bella, shut up!" He screamed at me walking closer

"Please... Stop.." I managed to squeak out.

"Would you like to finish what we started the other day?" He said sitting on my bed.

"No!" I said putting my head in my knees.
He reached over and started to touch my arm.

"Don't touch me! Your a drunk and a pervert!" I screamed with tears down my face.

"What did you call me?!" He yelled in my face.

*SMACK*

"Ahhhh! Stop pleaaase!" I screamed after he smacked my face. he tried again but I raised my broken arm up to block it and screamed from the pain of my arm which is clearly still broken.

"Haha, that's cute." he says smirking while drinking from his beer.

"What..." I ask

"You think you can stop me haha. Well guess what Bella? You can't!" He yelled close to my face.

I hide my face in my knees and cried, and was afraid to think what he was going to do me. He grabbed my arm and pulled my face out of my knees aggressively.

"Take it off" he said sternly referring to my shirt.

"No..." I said shaking my head.

"Fine I'll do it myself you greedy little brat." he said, then reached for my shirt. he began to take it off, but I wouldn't let him. He got agree and smacked me again and I smashed my head against the wall. I could feel myself blacking out but I couldn't black out, I couldn't... But I did, and couldn't stop myself.

I woke up with my head throbbing with pain. I'm guessing from smashing it on the wall. I tried to move but I could barely move my arms or legs. My eyes finally adjusted to the lighting. It seemed to be kind of dark but O could still see almost clearly threw the darkness. I was cold and musty. I could smell something bad, but I didn't know what it was. I looked at my surroundings some more and realized I was in the unfinished basement at my house, well Jarred's house. I looked at myself and I only had a bra and underwear on. I started to panic and think of what he could have done to me while I was knocked out.