Sins ♕ / Justin Bieber / Jason McCann / Shawn Mendes

[11] Captured

-"Help me!"- Jazmyn screamed in pure desolation.

-"It's all your fucking fault!"- Jason barked as his eyes full of wrath shoot down my body.

I tried to run but it was pointless. Jason's strong hands already gripped around my shoulder and applied force to block my breathing pathway. I was yelping and patting my arms in the air for fresh oxygen but it was impossible, Jason's hands never released my neck.

I woke up this time screaming. It became a habit, the horrific nightmares involving Jason and me. Sometimes Jazmyn, my parents, Emily or my grandmother would also take part in the horrible play inside my head but the main act was Jason and me. The thoughts were torturing me mentally, even though I managed to gain some weight in the last week.

I was seriously considering of seeking medical help, such as a psychiatrist or psychologist. The black man of the apartment came into my mind but I brushed off the thought as he lived where Jason left me and I had no intention of going back.

I was in a city I hardly knew, surrounded by strangers, far away from any person I knew and with a potential psychotic guy chasing me. Life couldn't go better, note the sarcasm.

-"At least you are not encaged"- I mumbled to myself as I finished the breakfast I requested to the receptionist.

I texted my grandmother telling her I loved her. It became a constant habit to remind her my love for her during the past days, anything was more than enough to keep me distracted from my dark thoughts.
Going out for a walk wasn't helpful either. Everytime I was out I would imagine seeing Jason watching me or running after me when in reality it was just my brain playing games. Every little task felt intimidating and I was mentally tired of being scared and hoping the worsts.

I decided to search up my symptoms in order to find a suitable cure of whatever was happening to me. All I read leaded to the realisation I had PTSD [Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder]. However I was not a doctor so hopefully it wasn't that serious as I read on the internet.

The symptoms included;
•Reliving the event; Which explained the constant nightmares and flashbacks.
•Avoiding situations that reminded me of the event; Which explained why I was scared of going out or locked, hence my new fear of elevators.
•Having more negative beliefs and feelings; Which explained why I was constantly feeling guilty about Emily's death and Jason's abnormal behaviour and also why I was constantly in fear.
•Hyperarousal; Which explained why I constantly felt in danger, why I could barely sleep, my sudden lack of concentration and the nightmares.

I decided to take matters into my own hands and breakthrough the cage my trauma built around me, I picked up my phone and searched my contacts, I only had two; My grandmother and Shawn Mendes. I called Shawn and placed the phone close to my ear.

I heard the beeps showing it was calling him until finally he picked it up. -"Hello? Gabriella?"- He spoke.

-"Yeah, It is me. I needed to talk to you about something but its pretty serious and it might sound shocking.

-"I told you there is nothing you can say that will make me hate you, you can trust me"- He softly spoke, his voice comforting me.

I felt like it could help me relief some of the tension and stress I was under so I started telling him everything since the very beginning,  starting from that horrible day of the car crash until he found me running around the city, also including the nightmares and anxiety I was currently feeling.l and going through.

-"Gabriella, that's very powerful, look I'll go and pick you up in a couple of hours I have something very important to do"- I could tell by his tone that the thing he had to do was pretty serious so I answered affirmatively and hung up afterwards.