Tattooed Tears (A Jack Gilinsky Fanfiction) ❤︎

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*Danielle's POV*

I tore my eyes open to a nasty stench. For a second, I thought I was in my dorm. And then I remembered the horrifying news. I'm not at home, I'm kidnapped. 

I was in the middle of nowhere and no one knew was I was. And I was kidnapped by my ex-boyfriend. 

I got into his car at gunpoint last night and then he hit me upside the head with something heavy and hard. I felt a pain in my head and then everything went black.

And now here I am in a giant store or warehouse that is abandoned. 

I felt like crying. Is this the day I die?

How was I so stupid to walk all alone at 8 at night? I should've known something bad would happen.

But what I want to know is how on earth did Billy find me?

All I know is that he's pissed. Billy doesn't stop until he's satisfied. And being in jail for 8 months probably didn't make him happy.

I'm fucked.

I leaned my head back and started to cry. I just want to go home. 

"Remember me?" Billy appeared from behind a wall. He looked different. He looked more deadly. Scarier. More violent.

I gulped but stayed silent. If I talked, I think I would throw up. I feel sick to my stomach.

"Of course you remember me. I made your pathetic life 20x better." He came closer to me. I closed my eyes and turned my head, trying to not let him see my tears.

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" He laughed his evil laugh. The kind that he would do before he abused me. He got close to my face and spat in it.

"Speak to me or you will regret it." 

I knew he meant it, too. I knew that I would regret it if I didn't say anything.

"Fuck you." I turned my gaze to him and he squinted his eyes.

"You know, that's not what an apology sounds like." 

"Bite me," I said and then he slapped me. Really hard.

"Wow, Danielle. You've changed. You actually think you can talk to me like that? Who do you think you are?" He grinned.

"I want to go home," I said, even though I knew he wouldn't do anything to let me go.

"And I want to go to the moon. It ain't happening babe, time to accept it. Anyway, you belong with me. You belong to me. You always have, you just made an extremely wrong decision. And you will pay." He pulled up a chair and sat right in front of me, looking at me. "Do you have any idea what I have been through because of you?"

I turned away from him. What HE'S been through?

"Yes, I was in prison. I told their gullible asses that I won't make any contact with you. Their fault for believing it. No restraining order will stop me." He paused and licked his lips. "Oh, Danielle." He laughed. "You will pay for this."

I gulped.

"How did you find me?" I said quietly.

"Oh darling, you should know by now. When you run, I will always find you."

"Why are you doing this?" I wanted to cry but that just shows my weakness. "You were such a good guy." I lied.

"Good guys are overrated," he muttered dryly before chuckling. "It's much more fun to be a bad guy." 

"Don't do this Billy." I felt tears come from my eyes. 

"Maybe you shouldn't have fallen in love with me."