Betrayed.

Part 9: Jackson's POV

I woke up in the middle of an alleyway. Weird. Once I stood up I almost fell back own to the ground. For some reason I was horribly weak. Eventually, I finally managed to stand up and I start to walk. What happened? Why was I here alone? I mean... I was used to being alone but this was just strange. I had no idea where I was either. Probably some ghetto place just outside of the city. Go figure. The closest place I found was an old motel so I figured I'd stop there. I pulled my wallet out of my pocket (where it always was for emergencies) and bought myself a room. "Got a special lady?" the clerk said with a smirk that really pissed me off. I ignored him and went up to my room. It was all torn up and the bed had stains all over it. Was I seriously going to stay here? Well I had no choice. Once I layed down on the bed for awhile I just still couldn't sleep so I went to wander the halls. No one was here so, I found an entrance to the rooftop. I went up there and stared into the cityline when I heard someone's voice behind me. "Jack..."