Angel without a halo

Hectic

I undressed and headed for the shower, yes at this time. I can't sleep might as well get my mind off Jack. I put the water on hot. The burning water hit my back like daggers, but I didn't mind. I preferred it this way. A couple minutes later I heard the front door open. Jack probably came in. I sighed, I have to talk to him. "Jack!" I shouted from inside the bathroom. No response. He's probably still mad at me. I turned off the shower. "Jack! I wanna talk to you!" I wrapped the towel around my body. My hair was dripping water from the tips. I opened the door and rinsed the water out of my hair as I stepped out. I saw the silhouette of Jack's body through my peripheral vision. "Hey I just wanted to talk to you," I flickered the lights on. "I know that you-" I stopped in place. "W-What are you doing here?" I pressed the towel closer to my body. "Well I thought you'd be happy to see me?" Eric looked through the drawers. "Jack," I said backing up. Eric walked towards me. "Jack!" I raised my voice. "JACK!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I ran for the door. By the time I was about to open it Eric was already behind me. He pulled on my towel hard knocking me down. I banged my head roughly on the thin hotel carpet. I still managed to keep the towel over my body. "Get up." He grabbed my forearm roughly and threw me on the bed. He locked the door. "Get dressed we're leaving." He stood at the end of the bed. "W-where are we g-going?" I stuttered as my body shook in mortification. "You don't need to know." He looked at his phone. "Go get fucking dressed." He shouted roughly. I stood up to walk to the bathroom but he got in my way. "nu-uh, you can do it right here." He looked threw the drawers and handed me my underwear, jean, t-shirt and bra. "Go, change." He took a seat in the chair next to the tv. "Can you turn around?" He chuckled and shook his head. "I'm not asking you again, fucking change." He stood up. "ok ok ok." I turned around to face the wall. I kept the towel over my back as I put my underwear on. "You can take the towel off." I heard his words and felt his eyes piercing my back. I dropped the towel and bit down on my lip and let the tears fall. I already had my underwear on thank god. "Wow, you truly have the body of a goddess. Its a shame we never fucked." I heard him stand up and I put on my bra at the speed of light. "Why are you doing this? How did you find us?" I felt his hands touch my hips. He started kissing my neck as I was now pressed against the wall. I felt something cold like a metal touch my back as he got closer to me. He must have a gun. "Don't you remember when you decided to put a tracking device on my phone from all those times I would go out to parties? Don't you remember you were being such a 'good' girlfriend by doing so? So we could never lose sight of each other?" I'm so stupid! This is my fault! Ugh! I felt his hands all over my body. "I thought you came to rescue me, I thought you believed I was kidnapped, well you know what Jack will be here any second." I said to menace him. He stopped in place and his hand tightened on my hips. "I'm not done with you though," He bit my neck before moving his hand down to my butt and backing up. "Baby, I only came all this way to get rid of that no good crack head and when you come back to Tennessee, you'll have your arms wrapped around me, calling me your hero and everyone will be so proud of me, Eric Henley, The boy that rescued his poor girlfriend that has been missing for months." I put on my shirt and jeans and turned around and saw the gun sticking up from his jeans. I looked down at it terrified. "You like it?" He pulled out the gun and twirled it around. "Yeah I think it'll look good against your new boyfriend's head." He chuckled. "But if I have to shoot something else I will." He aimed it at me. I shook my head frantically. "You're a psychopath." He smirked before grabbing the back of my neck and saying, "Lets go."

He held the gun to my lower back and hid it between his body and mine as we walked out the door. "You try to run, I'll shoot." He whispered as he draped his right arm over my shoulder. He pushed me towards the elevator. On each floor it dinged passing a level. I prayed for someone to get in the elevator and luckily my prayers were answered. A man in about his 40s got in. Eric backed me up closer to the walls of the elevator while the man stayed in front. He turned around to look at us real quick and now was my chance. I gestured with my eyes at Eric as he looked at us suspicious. Come on get the hint! "Is everything alright ma'am?" Fucking idiot. Eric dug the gun into my back. I swallowed hard. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine." I fake smiled. "Yeah what would be the problem sir?" Eric smiled. "Oh no, no, for a second there I though she was-" The floor dinged for the 1st floor. "Never mind.." He walked out of the elevator. Eric pushed me forward. "Try pulling that joke off again, I'm gonna have you in a wheel chair." He whispered in my ear as we made our way to the parking lot. I saw his red mustang and not to far away, I saw Jack leaning against his car smoking a cigarette facing the other way. "Walk faster, you say a word I'll beat the fuck out of you."

I was caught in a desperate situation. To know that 1o feet away was the way out of Eric's grip. He pushed me into the passenger seat and quickly made his way around. Now was my chance. I lowered the window and yelled as loud as my lungs and vocal cords could let me. "JAAACK!" I looked through the front mirror to see if he noticed and he quickly turned around dropping his cigarette. That same moment Eric got in the car. Jack must have seen him! Yes! "Stupid bitch!" Eric shouted before pounding me with the back of his gun on my head. Thats the last I remember.