"Right this way, Emma... you'll love what I have to show you," Jason said, pulling her along. Her heels dug into the soft earth as he pushed trees out of the way. His hand was clamped tightly over her mouth; he must have gotten tired of her screaming.
"Here we are. What do you think? Do you love it?" He got behind her, holding her up by the shoulders. He grabbed her chin with his other hand, forcing her to look forward.
They were at "Loner Land." It was decorated exactly like it was when she and Blake were here a few weeks ago. The lights were on the trees, a blanket was on the grass with pillows, and even the same movie was playing. Her whole body filled with a cold uneasiness "Look familiar, honey? It's your favorite place." His fingers dug into her shoulder and chin as she fought against him. She looked back at him. "You're completely insane!"
He smiled, tilting his head as if confused. Was he really unable to see how wrong this all was? "If it's crazy to love you this way, then I guess I'm a little crazy." He laughed, throwing his head back, making her eyes go wide. She went to scream again, but his hand immediately covered her mouth. "That's enough of that, Emma. Come on, this way."
He pulled her toward the blanket, throwing her down onto it. She groaned, her whole body aching from the wound in her stomach. Her wrists were still tightly held behind her back.
He climbed over her, leaning close and whispering in her ear. "If you're good for me, maybe I won't kill you too early." He began kissing her neck, holding her face up with his large hand. She wanted to throw up as he ground himself against her unwilling body.
"I've wanted this for so long. The more you pushed me away, the more I wanted you. And you know what? I think I'll enjoy this more than the other five girls." He bit her neck hard, leaving a red mark. She felt his body begin to grow against her legs. Her breaths came out in huffs as she looked around for escape. His hand moved from her face to grope her breast through her dress.
She drove her knee up as hard as possible, making him scream and fall to the side. She quickly stood up and ran, not looking back to see if he was behind her. Suddenly, she heard a gun fire.
"Stop now!" he yelled, but of course, she didn't stop. Her heel got stuck in the soft earth and broke under her foot, making her fall to the ground near the lake.
His feet began to slowly approach from behind. "You want to be away from me that bad?! Fine, you can be free, but if I can't have you, no one can." He walked closer, standing over her, grabbing tightly onto her hair and dragging her to the water's edge. He got onto his knees beside her before forcing her face into the cold water. She struggled against him.
"Just fucking die, you bitch! I hate you! Why can't you love me?! WHY?!" he screamed, climbing onto her back and forcing her head down. Her lungs burned as she fought against his hold. "I bet you thought I'd just shoot you and be done with you, huh? No, no, Emma. I like seeing you struggle like this," he laughed.
This couldn't be the end, she thought as her vision began to cloud. Suddenly, his weight was pushed off her back. A pair of strong hands pulled her up from the water. She coughed hard, water spilling out of her mouth, and leaned back against the stranger.
Whoever she was against began to talk "Hello, Miss Pear. I'm James Hatter, police officer. Let me get you out of these." He pulled a knife out of his pocket and began to cut the tight zip ties around her wrists.
She looked around, wondering who had saved her, who had pushed Jason off. "Yeah, right, bastard!" she heard someone yell. She watched a flash of flaming red hair climbing on top of Jason, punching him repeatedly in the face.
James finally freed her hands. She rubbed them, seeing the bloody marks around her wrists. She looked over and watched Ms. O'Connor going to town on Jason's face. James pulled out his phone. "Harry, we found them," he said into the phone. "We're over by the lake, on the left past some trees. Call for an ambulance and have them meet us here. We've got it covered."
He hung up and looked over at Emma. Her eyes were becoming droopy. He knelt down beside her, pulling the blanket off the grass and returning to her. "I'm sorry, but I'll have to cut the dress a little to get to the wound," he said, his face filled with worry. She nodded. He cut into the side of the dress, revealing a jagged, deep, bloody wound.
He cringed at the sight before pressing the blanket against it softly.
He heard a grunt from Mona, followed by a loud thud. He looked up to see her on the ground and Jason standing up.
"Hold the blanket here. I'll be right back," he said.
She nodded as he stood and ran toward Mona. Jason wiped the blood off his lip with the back of his hand, laughing. "How the fuck are you, huh?" he glared at the woman. Who was this bitch in the rainbow pajamas? He didn't give her time to answer before picking up his gun from the ground and pointing it at her.
"You know what... it doesn't fucking matter. You'll be dead in just a second."
James looked between Jason's gun and Mona, who was slowly standing to her feet. The gun went off with a loud bang.
"Mona, no!" James screamed, running over, his heart pounding, as he pushed her out of the way of the bullet. It landed against his chest, and they both fell to the ground together.
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It Started With Hello
Romance***** Emma Pear knew she wasn't the most popular girl in high school. Her nose was usually buried in a textbook, and her grades were as spotless as her reputation for always following the rules. "Nerd" was a label she'd long since embraced. Her pare...
