Taken By You

Chapter 7

Stevie POV

The car was silent for hours, making uneasy. We had been on the road for 8 hours now, and I knew we were only 1/4 there. Just the sound if him breathing disgusted me. I needed to get out of this car before we go any further.

"I don't feel so well." I said.

"Throw up out the window if you have to."

I really wanted to hurt him. I wanted to wrap my hands around his neck and just squeeze. I wanted his breathing to stop short, and my freedom to ring.

Wow. I can't believe I just thought that.

My mind wondered to Janine. I wonder what they knew. Did they know about Bethy? Who was on my case? Were they getting anywhere close to finding me? I thought of what the future was to hold and automatically felt my heart sink. Once we made it to Washington, i was stuck. we would go unsuspected, and our life together will go on. Forever. Miserably. I bit my lip to keep myself from crying. My mind then went to my past. I remember going to middle school like yesterday. I would walk in and greet the secretary, Mrs. Rue, then walk to my locker. Then meet Janine and Bethy there, and walk to homeroom. I remember stressing about homework, or boys. This is a different kind of anxiety. Suddenly I remembered.

"What's the date." I asked Jack.

"August 28." He responded,looking at his watch.

Yesterday would have been my first day of high school. I should be at school with my two best friends now, eating lunch and talking about the loads of homework we have.

"I have to go pick up my car at the body shop." He said, startling me back to reality. "It's a perfect 'mom car'" he said winking, making me wince. He was insane. He had tricked himself into believing that he was my husband. He actually believed that I would have children with him. Just because he believed it, didn't mean it was going to happen.

After a few minutes, he pulled into a run down body shop. This definitely didn't look safe.

He opened the door for me and took my hand. He lead me inside to a van in a garage and four guys in greasy jumpsuits. One of them whistled at me, making Jack pull me towards him.

"Hey hottie!" A guy holding a beer yelled. "Come here" he said, moving his hips.

"You just stay away from her, and give me my car!" Jack defended. I don't know which would be better, Jack or these bastards. One of the guys rolled his eyes and headed over to the garage.

"Let me feel her up!" The last one shouted. He walked over to me, putting his hands on my waist. My hands trembled as I tried to remove his hands.

"Get off of her!" Jack said shoving the man away. I felt a lot better without his hands on my waist.

"Hey. Calm down now. I'm just playing with her." The one it's the beer shouted.

"Just go play with yourself." I spat at him, turning toward the van. I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible, even if it meant going to Washington.

"Let's go." I muttered to Jack. Suddenly, the same guy grabbed my breasts, squeezing hard. I punched him in the stomach and ran to the man I least trusted, but at the moment it seemed like my safest bet.

Jack lunged at both of them, beating them up. Everything was happening so fast, my head was spinning. I couldn't help but cry at that moment, burying my head in my hands. I could hear yelling and punching, but all I thought of was how I got there. How could a 14 year old be where I am right now? I should be brushing my teeth, not crying in an abandoned warehouse. Why was this happening to me? I had nothing on me. I hadn't ever been involved with drugs. I didn't have money. I was just a plain teenager.

Suddenly a gun shot was heard. I jumped and looked around. Was it jack or just a threat? I looked to see a man collapse. Who was it? I saw blood and ran toward it.

"Stevie, come on!" Jack shouted, grabbing my wrist and running to the car. He stuffed cash in the nicer man's hand. He starts the car, and pulled quickly out of the garage. My heart was still racing, and my face was still streaked with tears.

"I'm sorry about that, Baby" he says, holding my hand. I quickly jerk my hand away. I really needed to catch my breath.

"Don't touch me." I spat at him. "It's your fault all this happened. Who did you kill anyways?"

He was silent before responding, "I honestly don't know."

I was hyperventilating. I didn't even know Jack had a gun. This made me 10 times more terrified. I needed a plan to escape before we made it all the way to Washington. I thought for about 20 minutes, all my ideas not working. Finally, my eyes fluttered shut.

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"Stevie?"

I tried to open my eyes, but they refused. It felt so good to sleep.

"Wake up."

A cold hand touched my wrist, making my eyes pop open.

"It's time." Jack said. I looked out the window to see a quaint neighborhood. The houses all looked the same, with perfectly cut hedges.

"Time for what?" I asked. Where was he taking me?

"This is my brother's house. We are in Jefferson City, Missouri. We're only spending the night. Your name is Jamie, and your my fiancé. If you do anything to screw this up," he now said intensely, "your dead." He said, pulling out his gun. I had to bite my lip to keep myself from screaming. He grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs. He quickly knocked on the door. I was shaking, making him glare at me.

"Hello?" A women said. She had a dusting rag over her shoulder, and grease on her apron.

"Hi, Sarah." He responded, a fake smile on his face. "Is Todd here?"

"Mike!" A man replied. He must have been his brother, because they looked so similar.

Wait! Did he just call Jack Mike?!

"Hey, bro!" Jack said, pulling his brother into a guy hug. "I haven't seen you in months!"

"And who is this pretty girl?" Todd asked, raising his eyebrows.

I felt like throwing up. Jack's real name is Mike.

"This is my fiancé, Jamie!" He replied. I simply waved at Todd.

"Who's at the door?" A women's voice shouted. A pregnant women came out, staring in shock.

"Mike actually got a girl!" She teased, making me uneasy. They seemed to not realize who their family actually was. Jack was acting like a normal human being. It was so sickening.

"Hi." She said, sticking out her hand for me to shake. "I'm Barbara. Nice to meet you."

This was going to be a difficult night.

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I'm going to France for 10 days. I don't know if that means I'm going to be able to write more, or not at all. I'm trying to get a summer editor and a critic. I would love your feed back.

This chapter was going to be longer :/.

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