Kidnapped ~Love Story~

Chapter Twelve ~Bleeding Love~

Jason's P.O.V

It's been 3 weeks since I took Harper away from her loved ones.

Did I feel bad? A bit.

Am I going to let her go? No.

Why? Because I love her and I don't want to loose her,

because she makes me smile and she's crazy gorgeous.

She worries me alot; she doesn't eat, she cries alot, doesn't speak or even look at me anymore.

I was down stairs making her something to eat when I hear'd a load bang coming from above the kitchen.

I dropped the knife I was cutting Carrots (Author: I didn't know what to put so Carrots is it)

with; grabbed my gun and ran upstaires to Harper's room.

I got the key out of my jean's back pocket and rushed to open the door.

I swung the door open making it hit the wall.

I looked around, looking for Harper, but I couldn't find her.

I went into the room and walked around her bed to find her passed out on the floor; blood coming out of the thin cuts

on her wrists.

I stood in shock.

I didn't know what to do I was completely frozen.

My one and only love was laying on the floor; her arms covered in her own blood.

For the first time in my my life I can honestly say I was scared  horrified.

I wasa afraid I might loose her.

I

 ♥

HER