NEXT DAY: Janes POV*
I was on my way home when I saw a black Ford, behind me. I didn't think about it but when it kept getting closer to hitting me I relized that someone was after me...\
The horn was beeping, in the black tuck behind me, I wasn't sure why. My heart was pounding.
I called my dad:
ON PHONE WITH JANES DAD:
"Hello.. Dad I don't know what to do?" I said panicked
"What, honey calm down whats wrong?" Her father said worried.
"Uhhhhhhh" Jane yelled. *Click*
JANES *POV
The black truck, hit me, I threw my phone in the back seat. I couldn't find it. Now my dad is probably freaking out because I hung up. Finally the black truck turned. I went for another mile then pulled over. I jumped in the back seat to get my phone and, the black truck had taken a turn but to loop around to hit me face on. I was hurrying to get in my seat and start driving. Out of stupidity I jumped out of my car, and headed through the woods to my dad's work. It was about a half of a mile but with my adrenaline running I knew I could make it.
DEENAHS *POV
I haven't hear from Jane, and after those text messages I was worried. So I tried Calling her.
ON PHONE WITH JANE:
*VOICEMAIL*
"Hey, Jane its Deenah I was worried so I thought I'd give you a call, I thought we were going to the mall at 2? But anyways call me back bye!"
JANES *POV
I thought I knew where I was going, but I must have taken the wrong part of the woods. I called my dad again.
ON PHONE WITH DAD:
"Dad. Sorry I hung up I.. I.. I.. Wel i'll explain later! I just wanted to tell you I was okay.. ohh and umm what part of the woods lead to your work?"
"Jane, I moved my job into the City remember?" Said my dad, totally confused why I forgot.
I hung up *CLICK*
I am alone again.. But this time not on the road with other people. I can't even scream for help. I am absolutley ALONE!
DEENAHS *POV
I have no clue where Jane is, it's been an hour sense I have called her. Maybe she caught up with the boy from the party last night? And left her phone at her house?
As I kept thinking about anything that could have happened, I remembered she said that she was going to stop by her dads Office to pick up somthings.
JANES *POV
As I was wondering around trying to find somewhere safe to stay I heard my phone ring.
*TEXT MESSAGE* From-
Deenah-
Hey.
Deenah-
Hey, are you there?
Deenah-
Hello? Are you okay?
Me-
Hey, I need you to come pick me up at 23 Pettrees Avenue.
Deenah-
Is everything okay?
Me-
Not, exactly. I'll explain when you get here.
Deenah-
Okay on my way now.
DEENAHS *POV
Ok, so I just received text messages saying Jane needs help and pick her up on 23 Pattrees Avenue. I was a little confused and extremely nervous and scared. I have been waiting for Jane at the place she said to pick her up for 10 minutes.
*TEXT MESSAGE*
Me-
Heey Jane, where are you this isn't funny!
Jane~ No Reply.
So I've been waiting for 10 more minutes, still no reply. So I texted her again, thinking that maybe she never got it becuase of signal, she had AT&T so it never worked that great.
*TEXT MESSAGE* My phone buzzed...
(As I took my phone out of my pocket vigorusly thinking it might be Jane saying she was running a little late and be there in a few?)
Jane-
She will be fine, I will take great (Horrible) care of her! You tell anyone she's missing I. WILL. KILL. YOU! And that's a promise
Me-
Who the heck are you! Where's my friend!
*NO REPLY*
So I never got a reply, so I called her dad about the sitaition. He called the cops and people began looking for her.
*TEXT MESSAGE* Now it was from a private number*
Private-
I told you not to tell...
Me-
What I . I .. Didn't..
Private-
I heard every word you said. When you were on the phone with Janes dad.
____________________________________________________________________
I'm not going to reply.
JANES *POV
My head felt like I had been smashed off of a brick wall. I tried opening my eyes. I could barely see straight, everything was blury. As my site started getting better i could see the black couch, and green walls, I have never been here before I said to my self trying to think where I am. Last thing I remember is walking in the woods on my way to meet Deenah.
"Deenah!" I said out loud not remembering where I was.
JANES DAD *POV
YOU ARE READING
The Untold
Terror17 Year Old, Jane got a message on her phone from a private number. Will she stay alive?