Chapter 16: Just One Yesterday

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•Jakayla's POV•
*Two Days Later*
Now that I'm out of the hospital, Abby and the boys make sure that someone is near me at all times. It's a little bit annoying but I understand their concern. Abby and I are sitting in our section of the tour bus, looking at old pictures of us at the orphanage. I finally realize who's been calling and threatening me. It's Bridget!
"A-Abby?" I stutter. "I'm ready to tell you why..."
"You are?" she questions.
I nod my head. "I've been getting threats since the beginning of tour and I just realized who it is now."
"You've been getting THREATENED!" Abby raises her voice.
I hear thundering footsteps racing towards our room. Patrick, Pete, Andy, and Joe come rushing into our room.
"Pete! Jackie's being threatened!"
Pete says, "What? Jakayla, is this true?"
I nod my head. "Yes, it's true. But Abby, you don't know the worst part. Bridget is the one threatening me. I recognized her voice when she called me at the hospital the day before we left."
"Do you still have the original threat?"
I nod. "It's on my phone. Here." I hand my phone over to my older brother.
"It's in my messages."
•Pete's POV•
I scroll through her messages until I come upon an Unknown Number. The message says:
"Leave Fall Out Boy and Abigail behind and never look back or else I will find and kill all of them. I'll make you watch."
"Six cuts? For us and you?" I ask her.
She nods, choking back tears. I go to hug her but my best friend beats me to it. Patrick hugs her tight, telling her to never leave us. That we will tell the police.
"We can't tell the police. She said that if I told anyone, you all would die and I'd have to watch."
"Jackie, we have to tell the police. They'll put all of us in protective custody until they catch Bridget and whoever else she's working with," Patrick says.
"Okay. Let's go," she decides.
In the car the only sounds I hear are the sniffling of Abby, Joe, and Andy and Patrick singing to my sister.
I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday. For just one yesterday. For just one yesterday. I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way. Still I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday. For just one yesterday. For just one yesterday.

(A/N Hey! It's been quite a while hey? Well here's the chapter. Find out what happens next soon. I'm bored and home alone so there might be more chapters tonight. See ya round Youngbloods!)

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