New York- Where Dreams are Made

Chapter 102- Scream

I reach my hand up to shield my eyes from the light.

My hands.

I can.

Nope.

Jon stands in front of my chair. He is holding my phone.

"Id really like that back sometime."

He put a finger to his lips.

"Charlotte?"

It was Addie.

I opened my mouth to speak. Jon put a hand over my mouth.

With one quick movement he dropped he phone, causing it to shatter on the floor, and stuck my own pocket knife into my thigh.

I screamed.

An opposing yell came from the other line before Jon hung up.

I cringed, rolling my head in all different directions and taking deep breaths.

"Fuck you, Jon. Fuck you!"

He put the wet knife up to my neck.

"Shut up you little bitch."

I bit the hand in front of me.

He yelps and drops the knife.

"Stop! I don't care what happens here, but don't you DARE drag Addie into this!" I screamed at him.

He stood, holding his hand and staring at my face.

Without warning he threw himself at me and kissed me. His hand held the back of my head to where I couldn't move it.

I turned my face and jerked my head, but he wouldn't stop.

I kicked at him, I yelled into his mouth, I cried, but nobody can hear me.

When he finally pulled away, he smiled at me breathlessly.

I took deep breaths, trying desperately to regain the pride I just lost.

"The blonde one started it. She called me."

I panted, still unable to breathe properly.

Don't forget to breathe.

Breathe.

Forget to...

What?

He looked back at my thigh.

"Quite a mark there."

He unrolled some tape.

"Leave me alone!" I cried at him.

He pressed the tape onto my leg.

I closed my eyes and cursed at him.

When he was done, he left.

I couldn't stop the tears.

I couldn't stop the blood.

I couldn't stop this nightmare I now called reality.