Don't Jump

Chapter 5

"Run away with me."

My heart pounded in my chest like a drum at his words. Could I do that? What if I was found? What about my mom?
A million thougts swarned through my head at once. I locked eyes with Jackson, trying to silently tell him I didnt know what to do. I mean yes, it would keep me from going but what about all the cons of this plan.

"...I-I dont know how to answer that." I mumbled while focusing on my enterwined fingers. "You dont have to know now, but I need an answer by tommarow night. Can you do that?" His voice was soft and understanding as he spoke. I couldnt find the power in my voice to speak so I numbly nodded my head.

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I sat on my bed thinking over all my options. I could either run away and chance being caught and have some God awful thing done to me. Or I could stay here and be fucking brain washed by some quack doctor. Does either of those sound apealing to you? Yea, they didnt to me either.

The sound of my phone vibrating against the wood of my nightstand brought me out of my trance. However when I reached over I lost my balance and tumbled onto the floor with a thump. You see I usually would have been complaining about the pain radiating through my butt. But my phone had also fell and was now vibrating in a circle with Jackson lighting up.

I held the phone nervously in my fingers. What if he changed his mind and needs my answer now? Oh God I have to answer it. Hesitantly I hovered my finger across the screen, ready to answer. Before I got the chance to answer the call ended. I sighed in releif, and turned my phone on silent.

Deciding I needed to clear my head, I grabbed a sports bra and Yoga pants and tugged them on. I pulled my hair into a tight pony tail before deciding on running.

Most peoples runs would have consisted of running down the sidewalk near their house. However considering what he did to me (and got away with) I wont leave by myself, especially not in a sports bra. So instead I go to the basement were the punching bag, weights, treadmill and yoga mats are.

After my third mile my legs felt like jello and I was sweating like a pig. Deciding to work on my arms for a little while I picked up a set of weights and did arms curls, before hitting the punching bag.

When I was finished I took a nice cold shower and went back to my bedroom. My phone was sitting where I left it, so I decided to check for any calls. To my surprise there was two text, but no calls.

From: Jackson

Hey you left your jacket in my car. I called but you didnt answer.

I sighed before opening the other one from my mother.

From: Momma

Sweetie, I am so sorry but I have a meeting and wont be home on time. Leftovers are in the fridge. Love you.

I sent them both a quick response, before cuddling up on the couch with a bowl of cereal, and turning the TV to my all time favorite show. The workout had made me tired so I took a nap. Only after checking all windows and doors to be sure they were locked of course.

(DREAM)

I was sitting on the hood of Jacksons car talking to him about where we would be running to, and how he was sure I wouldnt be caught. I was thinking about how we would pay for everything we needed, and how we would live. But Jackson seemed happy that he was keeping me from going tlto Southside, and apeared to have already thought everything through.

Flipping through the photos on my phone of all my friends I decided I had to do what was best for me. My memories are precious, and so are my friends. Friends make memories and if I dont make the right decision I wont have either.

(DREAM OVER)

I woke up and grabbed my phone texting Jackson that I made my final decision. I just hope everyone else understands- especially my mom.

I am running away with a guy I barely know. A guy who could do the same thing that he did. But all that was put aside as I received a message back.

We leave tommorow. I am happy you chose the right decision, I will make sure that you did. Goodnight Rylin.

Soon after I fell asleep, happy with my choice.

Okay I know this sucks, but I wrote it, and rewrote it, but it never turned out the way I wish it would. Im sorry but please bear with me. Thanks for reading, ~Bre