Tortured (complete)

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Harry's pov:

I sit on the couch and hold Jaycie in my arms. I can feel her warm breath on my chest. Her arms are wrapped around my torso. She looks up at me and gives me a smile. I lean down and press my lips on hers. She sits up and wraps her arms around my neck. I pull her closer to me and wrap my arms around her waist. She gets up on her knees and gets closer to me. My arms tighten around her waist and I lean back. We both fall on the couch with Jaycie on top and continue to kiss. I run my hands down her body and tangle my hands in her hair. Her hand travels down my chest and she lightly pushes back up smirking at me. I pout and sit back up with her in my lap.

"I love you," I whisper into her hair.

She turns me around and she has an evil smile on her face. I give her a confused look and she laughs.

"You though I actually loved you. Didn't you?" She laughs.

"Y..you don't?" I stutter.

"Oh course not!" She chuckles,"how could I ever love *you*. You're just a pathetic freak."

I feel my heart break and a tear rolls down my cheek. I look back up at her and she's still slightly smirking. Suddenly she disappears into thin air and I start to panic.

"Jaycie?" I say. My breathing becomes heavy and I start to sweat.

"Jaycie?!" I scream in the room,"Jaycie!"

I feel like I can't move off the couch. It's as if someone has tied me down. Henry walks in and kneels down in front of me. He smirks at me and turns around smiling at someone. Another man walks in and looks down at me.

Suddenly I'm in a cell. There is no way out. No doors, no windows, no light, nothing. I panic. I punch the walls until I start to feel light headed and fall to the ground.

I wake up shaking. My breathing is heavy and I feel a lump in my throat. I throw the covers off my body and wipe the sweat off my forehead. I realize the I'm crying and I wipe the tears away too. I throw my legs off the side of the bed and saunter over to the bathroom. I take a shower wash my face and put on the clothes that were pre put in the drawers.

I hear a knock at the door and go to answer it. Henry is standing there.

"Ready to see Jaycie?" He asks.

"Defiantly."

They kept me from her for two weeks claiming that they couldn't let me know where we were so Henry had to come get me. I'm more than ready to see her. Besides, I think they just did that to make it worse for me.

We walk into a cell. He keeps her in a cell. I feel anger go through my body but restrain from showing it. He leads me to a corner and lights a candle. I look around the room until I spot something in the corner, or someone. It's Jaycie. She's curled up in a fatal position asleep. I feel a tear roll down my cheek at the sight. She looks so fragile. So vulnerable.

"Jaycie, wake up," Henry says.

Jaycie slowly opens her eyes and looks at Henry.

"Someone's here to see you," he says.

She gives him a confused look and he steps aside. I finally get a good look at Jaycie. Her face is pale and looks thin, as if she hasn't eaten in a while. Her hair is all over the place and her makeup is smeared. Even in this state, I still find her beautiful. Her face is shocked and her lips start to tremble. Tears fall down her face and we stare at each other.

"I'll leave you two alone," Henry says walking out of the room.

I keep my eyes locked with Jaycies as she cries. The sight makes my stomach twist and I can't hold back the tears anymore.