Locked in (unfinished)

Chapter 1- 02/09/24

I watched as the blood trickled down my arm. I reached out my arm to grab a tissue to wipe the blood but my hand was too weak. My hand was in agony, every movement felt like 100 tiny daggers were being peirced into my skin. I hoped the pain would go tonight, as i watched the blood stain my pearl white bedsheets.

I carefully laid down on my bed, closing my eyes and imagining all the crazy things that happened today. My sister dying. Me being shot. My best friend saving me. You might think my life is interesting but no this was just some crazy day that felt like a dream.

That night I ended up sleeping and I was woken up to my best friend, Jack hovering over me with his big brown eyes watching me as I sleep. "Morning sleepyhead." He says, brushing the hair out of my eyes as I yawn. "You know, just because you saved my life doesn't mean you can come waltzing in, uninvited." I state. "Hmm, doesn't it? Really, I thought it did." he laughs. I stare at him imagining what would have happened if he didn't save me yesterday, and then it hit me. My sister is dead. All of a sudden I am a crying mess and I am in Jack's arms crying into his jumper as he strokes my hair. "Its all going to be okay, I promise." He says in his soft, calming voice.

30 minutes later I lift myself from Jack's arms and snuggle into my blanket and turn on the TV as i pat my bed indicating for him to sit next to me. As he sits next to me I hand him a blanket and rest my head on his shoulder. If you can't tell I am madly in love with this boy and I have been ever since year 4 when he drew a portrait of me eating a strawberry. "Hey, what do you want to watch?" I ask sitting up as I pick the remote off the floor as Jack had knocked it over, my arm still in extreme pain. "Whatever you want princess." He replies stroking my hair. I put on my favourite series and snuggled back up against Jack. Look me and Jack are just friends, he has a girlfriend named Bree, they have been together for 2 months now.

"Hey Rose, i better be going I am supposed to be meeting with Bree in 5. I will call you tommorrow  okay? " He says walking out of my room. I wave as my face flushed with jealousy. As he leaves I turn the TV off and rest my eyes, falling asleep. 

7 hours later I wake up to the noise of tapping at my window. At first I ignore the sound, thinking it is a tree hitting against the window in the wind. Then the sound gets annoying and louder so I stand up, my arm too weak to move, I open my window and see a  middled aged man, around 6'2 standing on the porch outside my window. His hair was messy and his legs all scratched up. 

I knew who he was. He pulled me closer and put his hand over my mouth and dragged me out the window. His palms were warm and smelt like sweat, like he was trying to suffocate me. He dragged me to a van where he pushed me inside, taking his hand from my mouth and putting a cloth with some sort of drug over my mouth. I fell into a long dream.

AUTHOR NOTES:

- Hiya sorry that chapter was short, I hope you enjoyed this so far < 3