Are you afraid? || Jason McCann

Chapter 36

Important authors note at the end, please read it!

A bitter smell woke me from my sleep. I opened my eyes not surprised that I was still in the same room, and same situation. It's been three days since Alex came to talk to me. Other than giving me supplies to keep me alive such as; food and water.

I was still yet confused why I was being kept like an animal. If there was a reason for all of this wouldn't he have already done something? I honestly just felt a mix of emotions, sad, perplexed, angry, and disgusted.

Why hasn't Jason come? And what is that terrible smell!

I walked around sniffing the air to find where it was coming from. But the smell didn't get stronger or weaker, it stayed the same. I stopped in my tracks when it hit me. It must've been me.

I dared to pinch the front of my shirt and bring it up to my nose. That was definitely it. I haven't showered in several days and you could definitely smell it. I've always been insecure about the way I smelt and this is probably the most embarrassing thing ever. Wether Alex is gonna kill me or not, I'd rather not smell like a piece of giraffe shit.

Just as I spoke too soon, Alex busted through the door. "It stinks in here"

I rolled my eyes and say on the thin mattress on the ground.

"Anyways, I'm gonna take you for a shower and you'll get all dolled up and get ready" He nudged his head towards outside the room.

I furrowed my eyebrows and slowly made my way over, "Get ready for what?"

"Let's just go!" He shook his head annoyingly

I walked behind him as he lead me to the other room that had been properly furnished. I walked closer to the bed and lying there was a black dress beside a bright blue towel. I didn't question why it was a dress I had to wear, because he said I had to get 'dolled up'. I just had no good feeling of this.

Alex had already left the room when I turned around. I grabbed my stuff and walked to the washroom, makeup was organized on the counter.

After my very refreshing shower I got dressed and put on minimal makeup. I wasn't into spending hours doing my makeup and neither would Alex be. I just wasn't sure what to do after I was done. Was I suppose to go find Alex or stay here?

I'd rather not get Alex angry again so I decided to just sit here for a few minutes. I sat onto the bed but had to pull my dress down every few minutes.

It  only went down to my mid-thighs which was extremely uncomfortable. I've worn dresses like this before but I haven't in over a year. But the most uncomfortable thought was why was I dressed like this? Was I gonna be spelled off to a strange man for the night.

To think I actually 'loved' Alex. Back then when I was naive, I would've never thought of this being my future. I thought I was gonna grow old with a family with Alex. What a joke!

The door creaked open slowly and Alex's head popped in, "Ok you're dressed."

"Let's go it's already half past seven." He said and opened the door all the way for me.

As I followed him to through the living room and into the kitchen, there stood Jason.

Instantly I stopped in my tracks, he was dressed up in a suit but had his usual bandana wrapped around his neck to keep his bad guy look going. I was absolutely confused, maybe that even still an understatement of how my emotions were at this second.

Alex stood between us with a smirk, and he wasn't the only one with a smirk. Jason was smirking along with him as he looked me up and down, literally almost drooling. I felt an instant burning sensation on my body. Like that feeling when someone's staring at you but ten times worse.

Why didn't he come to help me? Why everything!

"You look hot" he smirked and walked up to me as I stood still. It was just like the old times. I suddenly didn't feel the comfort and security I use to feel when he was around me.

"W-What is this?" I couldn't help it but my confusion and fear started to show, "Is this some type of cruel joke?"

"Oh you would wish." Jason smiled as he looked down on me intimidatingly, "Maybe you might even wish all of this was a bad dream."

What the hell was that suppose to mean?

"Let's go." He wrapped his hand around my wrist aggressively and practically yanked me upstairs.

Authors Note

I'm sorry it took so long to update! I think the next chapter may be the last chapter, unless it ends up being longer than I thought. I usually just write and don't plan because the ideas come to me while I write. So perhaps when I write the next chapter I may end up adding a little more onto it. But so far I think the next chapter will be the last.  Thank you everyone for the support and kindness! I love writing for you guys! I will also be writing another two stories after this one. Check them out!

The baker and, Foster!

I plan on getting The Baker published once I finish it, so check it out! Even if you don't like One Direction, you may like the story but Foster is another Justin Bieber one.

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