10. Phone Call

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Jason pushed the door open and looped my fingers in his pants belt loops, pulling him towards the bed.

"Hold on a sec babe I've gotta shut the door, there's a do not disturb sign for a reason" Jason cooed and winked, I mentally rolling my eyes just waited for him to finish whatever he was doing so we could get back to previous events.

He looked back over at me smirking deviously, I pulled him once again by the loop in his pants and pushed him back on the cheap motel mattress. I stood at the edge of the bed and started unbuttoning my jeans, I shimmed out of them making sure the sway my hips a bit extra. I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on his parted lips. He just stared at me in awe and I could tell I was getting to him when he moved him hand over the growing bulge in his pants.

Now with my skinny jeans bunched at my ankles, I was stumped because how do you make ripping skinny jeans off of your feet sexy...?

I just quickly pulled them off and quickly got to my jacket, I unzipped it all the way and just quickly threw it to the side where my jeans now lay in a pile. Jason tried to reach forward and take off my shirt but I grabbed his wrists and pushed him back shaking my head. He bit his lip and sat back, his hands behind him on the bed holding himself up. I pulled my shirt up from the bottom to reveals blue matching bra with my VS hip huggers.

I leaned forward this time and grabbed him by the collar and ripped open his shirt popping a few buttons off. He was a bit shocked at first but just went with it. He tossed of his shoes, as did I and he started undoing his belt and pulling his pants down.

Once we were now both undressed down to our underwear, I straddled his chest and started to leave tiny hickeys on his chest. When he started to moan, I smiled against his chest but it wasn't for long when his phone started buzzing.

"Shit... Give me once second and I'll get right back to you, it's work" Jason sighed and lightly pushed my off, grabbing his phone from the night stand.

Jason answered the call and walked into the bathroom that was to the right of the bed and the farthest from the door. I could faintly hear him speaking and o tried to listen in to see what the hell was far more important than getting my pleasure right now.

I started looking through the drawers, to find some sort of shirt or something. I opened the nightstand drawer and found the one thing I didn't want to see ever again.

A fucking gun... Just like the one that Calum was holding.

"She doesn't know anything......yeah I've got her......yeah she can't drive....yeah she's intoxicated......"

I swear I could feel my heart stopping, this was seriously happening after all I've just went through with Luke and his friends. Fuck.

I grabbed the gun and bundled it up in my clothes, grabbing my shoes and slowly tip-toeing out of the door. I shut it behind me quietly and ran down the halls, holding the key card to my door that was two halls over. I locked my door and got dressed as quickly as possible. I shoved the gun in the front of my jeans and pulled my shirt over it to keep it hidden.

Pulling out my bag that I had previously, I started looking for any type of money I could find. I found three debit cards, two were emergency money and $500 in cash. Thank the lord for rich and protective parents.

I put the cards in my back pocket with the hall card invade I needed to come back here and shoved the cash, rolling it up and putting it in one of the ribbon loops in my underwear.

I heard loud, pounding foot steps coming down the hallway and I grabbed my bag, hiding it behind the bed headboard and throwing myself into the large closet, there were bed sheets hanging on hangers in there and I tried to cover myself, making sure I was all the way to the back and side.

The footsteps got louder and they picked the lock on the door, kicking it open. I could see from the crack in the door that it was Jason. He seemed angry. I moved away from the door as quietly as I could and held my breath. He started taking apart the bed and looking behind the TV set and in the bathroom. I could hear him knocking over shit in the bathroom. He opened one part of the closet and my body went numb and stiff. He only opened one side before slamming it shit and knocking over stuff again.

I could hear another set of footsteps but there was too many sounds to only be one person.

What have I gotten myself into.

The door was shut but not locked, thanks to Jason but they ended up kicking it down anyways. I heard a loud, deep, husky voice that I couldn't identify. But he was angry for sure. I couldn't see him but I knew it was a him.

"Where the fuck is she!?!" The guy screamed and I was almost positive they were talking about me. Jason just held his hands up and shook his head, his hands were trembling and I couldn't help but think how pathetic he looked. "Bullshit you prick" the other spat and my heart leapt. I was instantly relieved.

The first one grabbed Jason by his poorly re buttoned collar and held him by his throat. "I'll shoot you and you know it. Where is she, stop being a fucking dirtbag and hiding her for yourself. She isn't for your own" he yelled and Jason just squeaked and croaked cause he couldn't speak with the guy's hand around his throat.

The second one shot him in the foot and his calf in the other leg. "Now he can't run away. Take him to the car and keep questioning him, Ashton.. If he gets away I'm going to shoot you in the foot next. I'm going to look for her" he spoke and I finally felt safe for the first time in the last 9 hours.

"Faith... Where are you? It's okay to come out now. You're safe with me it's okay" he spoke softly but still held his gun up, his fingers on different places of the gun, away from the trigger box.

I started to move and he turned around holding his gun up but not intending to fire it. I slid the closet door open and run into him, keeping mind of the gun, and wrapping my arms around his chest.

He dropped the gun back in the bed and picked me up, wrapping his arms around me also, burying his face in my shoulder. "You're safe now" he whispered and I just clutched him tighter.

"I'm safe with you, Luke"

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