Road 69

Chapter 7

Jordan's p.o.v

In completely silence i sat on the toilet. My head resting on my legs, teardrops falling like waterfalls.

I heard footsteps everywhere. If i didn't locked myself up, than i was probably dead.

The door started shaking and i knew that he was punching at in.

Time to leave this shit place.

I looked around and saw a window,

This is my chance.

I stood up and walked to the window, while the door was still shaking.

I tried to open the window, as hard as i can, but i knew this was a bad idea.

I heard the door,

I turned around, and saw him.

His face looked furious, he could kill someone with that look.

Like me.

'Youre problems are only getting bigger'

He said.

He walked towards me and grabbed my hand. His hands were so cold.. The shivers covered my body. I closed my eyes.

Hoping for a better life.

He pushed me on the bed.

I exactly knew what was coming.

His hands slowely played with my hair.

And suddenly he grabbed my necklace, with a infinity symbol. Little, with a couple of diamonds.

He quikly broke it from my neck.

'N-No!'

I cried.

'Nnot my necklace! You've allready screwed up my life! Don't take this from me!'

I yelled.

'Were does it stands for..'

He said.

His voice was different this time.

Soft, warm,

Calm.

'For my friends'

'That's something you probably don't have right'

I said per accident.

His eyes turned into light brown. His face calmed down. He looked to the ground and walked away.

He opened the hotel door and locked it up.

I grabbed a pillow and my book, to draw in.

I drawed my story,

Me,

Brooke,

My bike, the 'cops', the elevator,

Everything,

I drew how i felt,

Scared

Frustrated

Tired

Confused

Helpless.

-next morning.

The bright sun waked me up. I was alone. I saw my book was open.

He saw it.

He has seen how i felt.

I picked my book and threw it to the bed. I walked to the window and shove the curtains away. The sun burned in my face,

But it felt good.

For a minute i felt save.

But suddenly the door flew open. And in a sec, i felt hands on my hips.

'Go away!'

I yelled.

He looked,

Sad.

' i don't even know youre name!'

I said.

'Zayn'

He said.

He walked near me and picked my hands, i tried to push them away but he was toooo strong. He laid me on the ground and hung above me.

'Get of me!! Please! Go away!'

I screamed.

He quikly picked my phone out of my pants.

'Fuck'

How stupid could i be..