Kidnapped... ~Jai Brooks Fanfiction/Completed~

Part 26

I know some things don't make sense but I promise you'll get everything soon
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*3 days later*

I was practically living here now until Darcy was awake and ready to go. I had to be here when she'd wake up which could be any minute. If she remembers, she'll talk. I can't risk her talking to anyone outside of my house. I couldn't wait to go back home. Nights here seemed too long.

She'll regret everything she did. She should have known by now that nothing's gonna help her out. She is my property now and she'd better accept it fast. I looked at my phone. 7am. Why the fuck am I up so early? The boys wouldn't be here until 10. What can I do with a "lifeless" body until 10? I closed my eyes trying to get back to sleep but it was pointless. A plastic chair was not the best bed.

I dragged my chair as close to Darcy's bed as I could and laid my head on the soft mattress, right next to her full of cables hand. Much better. I closed my eyes again and tried again. Maybe got some sleep for 10 minutes. Maybe I was just so relaxed that I thought I slept but it was only 10 minutes. There was movement and noise outside the room. Nurses come and go. What a job. Working from sunrise. Unable to sleep I lifted my head and set my chin on my arms that were still crossed on the bed.

I was staring at Darcy's pale face. Every time she was sleeping I was staring at her. I must look like a total creep but there was something in this girl that made her extraordinary beautiful. Every facial characteristic of hers was in perfect harmony with the rest. From her blue hair matching her blue eyes, her small cute ears with the endless line of earrings to her pink, full lips. From her fit body to the way she was pushing me to my limits.

Darcy was the root of the word beautiful. But she was a Jones. And that can't go unnoticed. Under other circumstances I would allow myself to fall head over heals for her. But thing are how they are. And she has to die. I have to stay focused on my goal. But I suppose it's harmless to stare at her while she's asleep.

This is where I felt slightly bad. Because this beauty was ruined by those ugly scars and bruises all over her body and that long line of stitches on the right of her forehead down to her temple. I shouldn't be messing with such a pretty existence but I had no other choice. I had to get back to Oliver and that was the way. I couldn't get my eyes off her. I shouldn't let her go to waste.

I grabbed my phone and instantly texted Luke. ~Bring your camera with you~. I took a few photos of her on my phone. Maybe they'd be needed for the funeral. I decided I was too bored to stay here so I thought I might get myself a cup of coffee. 10 minutes wouldn't hurt anyone. After I double checked on the hallway I quietly went down the stairs. That was easy.

Oliver's P.O.V.
"I've got to tell you something but you have to promise you will stay calm" said Kevin when he reached me outside Jared's room.

"Speak" I said and gave him my full attention.

"Jai's here. And I think he's here with Darcy" he said and my heart skiped two beats.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I saw him going downstairs. He was wearing a hoodie but I'm pretty sure it was him. He also had a white bandana tied on his jeans..like the one your sister has" he said and I felt my blood boiling in my veins.

"He's dead" I whispered and jumped up from my chair but he grabbed my shoulder to stop me.

"What are you doing? We're in a hospital you can't just point a gun to his head. You won't take her back like this. We have to act smart" he suggested and I stopped on my tracks.

"Tell me the plan" I said and he smirked.