Lie or die (Jason McCann x Reader)

Part 6

*Jason's pov.*

»Calm down, Jason! We will bring her back «, I hear Kail say and try to contain my heavy breathing.

Right after Y/n was kidnapped and I read the letter which was laying in front of my veranda I called Kail. He's the first person that popped up in my head. One of his strengths is finding things and people as well as hiding them.

»I know but I'm just so angry and freaking annoyed«, I raise my voice through clenched teeth.

»But that won't help us«, he responds,»We have to focus now.«

I nod understanding, but can't help the emotions rushing through my body as I think about the two men who kidnapped Y/n and what they might do to her.

»Could you first tell me who this girl is? I've never seen her before«, Kail wonders curiously.

Instantly the dream I had some days ago passes through my head. I see her soft hair again and her sparkling eyes in front of me. It's like she's standing right by my side.

»She-she is one of my classmates«, I answer while shaking my head to get rid of my thoughts.

»Just a classmate?«

»Yes«, I sigh and Kail smirks,»Stop staring at me like that, bro. That's not the right time.«

He looks away smiling and I roll my eyes.

»Okay, we have to think about who the two guys could be«, I listen to Kail say.

»I know it«, I answer and stand up from a chair I was sitting on,»The ones who kidnapped Y/n were the two men who got the false delivery.«

Kail looks at me worried and runs his hand through his blonde hair.

»Are you sure?«, he asks.

»Hundred percent«, I reply,»And I already know where they are.«

Quickly I grab my leather jacket from the small desk in my corridor where we're standing in and put it on.

»What are you doing?«, Kail wonders as I'm grabbing the door knob.

»I'm gonna save, Y/N«

»But how? We don't even  have a plan«

»We don't need one«, I tell him,»I know what I have to do.«

*Your pov.*

Darkness. I can't see anything else but darkness. A black bag on my head makes it difficult to breath and I feel the sweat pouring down my face. It's hot and uncomfortable. Something hard is underneath my butt and my hands are tied to a chair. I think it is a chair since I'm sitting on something that feels metalic.

As I try to move my fingers I hear the rustle of some cuffs and stop. I hold in my breath when I listen to footsteps walking up to me.

Where am I?

The last thing I remember is being dragged into a van.

»Should we take it off?«, I hear a male voice whisper.

Feeling my heart race someone pulls away the bag which hid my face.

»Hello, love«, the man I see in front of me says.

First my eyes have to adjust to the bright light in the small room I'm being in. After some seconds I examine the doom area. Nothing. There is nothing in the room. I only notice a lamp hanging from the ceiling, that's all.