Chapter 11: Gunshots

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Chapter 11: Gunshots.


Jason's P.O.V


I drove down the streets of Las Vegas in search for Carter. I still couldn't believe I said that I only wanted her. I don't like that bitch. I'm just taking her because I like to see her in pain. No Jason, it's because you like her. I rolled eyes. I hate when the voice in my mind decides to talk to me. Sometimes it sounds like my mom. It couldn't be my mom though.

I will get Carter back one way or another even if that means that I have to search for this bitch the entire night. I sighed and glanced at the clock. I've been driving around for at least five hours now. Where could that bitch be? My head still pounded and I haven't bothered to wipe off the dry blood. I parked on the side of the road and looked out the window. I was the only one out here. It was pitch black outside. The street lights were on and everything was dead silent. If anything, Carter couldn't of made it too far.

My phone buzzed, I took it out of my pocket, and placed it against my ear. "Hello." I mumbled. "It's Amber, come down to the club I miss you." she said. "No I'm out already." I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. "What are you doing?" She asked. Ugh, why must everyone be so nosy?

"Carter escaped and I'm looking for her." I muttered. "What does she look like?" She asked. "Long brown hair, brown eyes, and she's wearing a pink hoodie and dark skinny jeans." I explained. "Jason. She came here earlier asking for help! Well at least I think it's her!" Amber yelled in to the phone. "Alright, alright. So what happened after she came in?" I asked.

"Well she asked for help. Robbie took her upstairs. Who the fuck knows where she is right now. Maybe it wasn't even her." She sighed. "Well I'm coming." I said starting the engine and pulling away. "Jason what if she leaves?" Amber said worriedly. "Stall her." I said.


Carter's P.O.V

I've been walking for at least five hours. Jason lives far away from the city and the only thing I see is a club. Should I go inside? Or should I wait until I see some cars or something? Oh well, I'll just go inside. I opened the door to the club and the aroma of alcohol and weed entered my nose. People were basically having dry sex on the dance floor and many people were shit-faced drunk. The music was too loud and the flashing lights were starting to give me a major headache. I started walk over to the bartender.

"Hi." He said with a flirtatious smile. "Hey do you have a phone that I could possibly use?" I asked. "Yes sweetheart. Follow me." He came from out behind the table and began pushing past people.

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He handed me his cellphone and I smiled at him. I took the phone from his hands and called the police. "Hello what's your emergency?" They asked.
"Hi! I'm Carter Donelli. I was kidnapped by Jason McCann in Denver. All I know is that I'm in Las Vegas!" I exclaimed. "Alright. I'll track the call and we will have some of our top policemen come and get you. We will also contact your parents." The women said.

I ended the phone call and sat there. The door slammed open and a girl around my age with piercing blue eyes and long brown hair stood there. She walked over towards me and sat down. "So what's your name?" She asked. "Carter." I muttered. "Well I'm Amber. What brings you here?"

"I needed to call the police, they should be here soon." I replied calmly. But I wasn't calm inside at all. Something seemed off about this chick and I am starting to worry. "Oh why do you need to call the police?" Why does she keep asking all these fucking questions? Oh my god.

"None of your concern." I told her and she rolled her eyes at me. The door opened once more and I froze.

It was Jason!

How did he find me?

He smirked at me and began to walk towards me. I stood up from the chair and began to back away from him. "Someone has been a very bad girl." Jason scolded. He backed me up into the wall and he brought his lips to my ear. "Now Carter, look what you did to my forehead. Is that anyway to treat a friend?" He whispered harshly into my ear. "Y-you aren't my friend." I stuttered. He started to laugh.

"You know you can't take me this time! The police will be here any second and there is nothing you can do about it!" I yelled into his face. He reached down into his right pocket and pulled out a gun. He smirked at me as he twirled the gun around on his pointer finger. "Now that is where you are wrong." He spat.

There was a knock at the door and everyone's attention focused on the door. "Las Vegas police. Please open up." Jason smirked at me and walked towards the door and opened it slowly. Their eyes widened at the sight of Jason. He held up the gun and looked at them. There were four of them against Jason and Jason didn't even look a little scared. "Put down the gun boy." One of the officers commanded. "Or what?" Jason teased.

The police all charged Jason but Jason was too quick for them.

*BAM* *BAM* *BAM* *BAM*

The police officers fell to the ground and Jason laughed hysterically. He's fucking insane. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. How was it even possible for him to find me? How could he even kill those people with no remorse? Why does he continue to ruin my life? All those questions buzzed through my head. I felt as if I was going to faint. "We got to get out of here!" The girl shouted at Jason. Jason ran over and grabbed me by my hips. He thew my over his shoulder and I kept screaming.

"Shut the fuck up slut!" Jason sneered. "Make me you dick!" I spat at him. He laughed "Alright if that's why you want." He took me off of his shoulder and I stood face to face with him. He held tightly on my wrist. I wanted to rip him into shreds. I hate him so much. He had a huge smirk drawn across his face. I then felt a pinch in my neck and my knees became wobbly. "Sweet dreams babe." Was the last thing I heard before blacking out.

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Word count: 1,135

I'm sorry I haven't updated in three days. I rewrote this chapter like 3 times because I had no idea of how I wanted to write it. It's small and boring. I'm REALLY sorry.

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