Chapter 7

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by Lindsey98

by Lindsey98

(Nicole's POV)

I awoke with the sound of a car door slamming. I was too tired to open my eyes, but I could tell that the car wasn't moving. I also realized that my bladder was pounding which was probably because of the fact that I hadn't peed since Jason took me. I opened my eyes when a swoosh of air was thrown against me caused by Jason opening the door. I looked up at him with pleading eyes silently asking him not to touch me after today's previous events. If he noticed then he didn't care because he reached over me and unbuckled my seatbelt before sliding his muscular arms around me and lifting me up bridal style.

"We're home!" He said with a grin on his face while looking down at me. I knitted my eyebrows together in confusion and finally glanced at my surroundings. We were standing in front of a cozy looking medium sized cabin with a beautiful small lake behind it. The rays of sun were reflecting off of the water with an orange haze that could take your breath away. If I wasn't currently being held hostage by my kidnapper who is possible obsessed with me then I might have actually considered staying here for the rest of my life. But because of the current circumstances...I would rather not.

Jason put me on my feet and held on to me until I was steady before walking back to the car. I continued to look at my surroundings searching for other signs of human life. I wonder how far the nearest person is. I don't see any other houses around...but somebody has to be close. Jason's back was turned and this was my one chance. He's going to kill me if I don't get away with this but it's my only option. I don't want to be held captive by Jason and this may be my only hope to get away. I'm scared of what the consequences might be if he catches me...but I'm sure if I don't take this chance now that I will regret it later.

I ran. As fast as I could. I was cursing myself because the crunches of leaves under my feet weren't hiding my escape at all. I knew he could hear me and was probably only a few feet away but right now I didn't care. I couldn't focus on that. All that I need to focus on is pumping my legs as fast as I can to try and create as much distance as possible. Only around 5 seconds later I could hear his shoes stomping on the leaves behind me and I knew that he was running at a faster pace than I was. The adrenaline in me increased as I encouraged myself to run faster.

"NICOLE PAIGE FUCKING HAYFORD STOP RUNNING AT THIS FUCKING INSTANT!" I heard him. I tried not to think about how creepy it was that he knew my middle name. I heard his breath pumping in and out of his lungs fiercely as he was catching up to me. I let a few tears slide down my face as it sunk in that I was not going to make it. With this thought...My feet stopped running. I slowly stopped pushing myself and slowed down a little. If I'm going to get caught then why even try? If I stop now it might make the punishment less painful. I felt the air in my lungs whoosh out of me as I was tackled to the ground at full force by Jason. My eyes closed with pain and a shriek escaped my lips as my head smashed into a nearby tree. I couldn't breathe without it feeling like swords were stabbing my lungs with each breath. It was over. My one change of escape was gone and I failed. Why even try anymore? I lost all self pride in myself when I realized that somewhere between the tackle and the pain I had released my bladder on myself. I wailed one more time before I blacked out.

(Jason's POV)

I stood up and dusted off my pants while I looked down at Nicole. Her head had a small cut on it and she had blacked out. She probably has a concussion. That's what she gets for trying to run away from me! I am so fucking frustrated! I put my hands on top of my head, closed my eyes, and took deep breaths while I paced a little trying to calm myself down.

I glanced down at Nicole again and felt a little guilty. It looked like she wet her pants. Great...it's good to know that I scare her enough to make her pee herself. I bent down and scooped her up in my arms and started to make my way back to the cabin. She didn't run very far. Probably only a quarter of a mile. I could easily outrun her. Chasing her had barely even changed my breathing rhythms where as she was breathing heavily. I still felt like I needed to punch something. Who does she think she is to try and run away from me? She is mine and she will never get away! I finally saw the cabin come back into view from the gaps in the trees. I shook my head again in anger as I reminded myself that it would take some time for Nicole to love me back.

I lifted one knee up and propped it against the wall of the house to help me hold Nicole's unconscious body as I dug into my pocket for my keys. Once I found them, I unlocked the door and fully grasped Nicole in my arms once again. I made sure that her head didn't hit the door on the way in. Hey...I know that I might be a criminal, and that Nicole is going to get it when she wakes up for trying to escape...but she's still my Babygirl.

Once I got inside, I threw her on the couch and went back outside and sat on the porch. I reached into my pocket and grabbed my box of cigarettes and my lighter while I layered one between my lips. After I lit it I inhaled the smoke while feeling my stress leave my body. Why did she run away from me? I just brought her to a beautiful house that we are going to be spending the rest of our lives at and she still wanted to get away. What an ungrateful bitch.

I rolled my eyes when I heard a whine come from inside the house. I took one last drag from my cigarette before I put it out on the ground and stomped it with the bottom of my shoe. I made my way inside.

(Nicole's POV)

Ouch. I wanted to scream my freaking brains out. My head was pounding. The sun shone through the windows blinding me. I knew my punishment would be bad. I opened my eyes and found myself laying on a really comfortable couch in a really cozy living room. Jason must have carried me in. Maybe if he was nice enough to do this...He would be understanding enough not to hurt me. What am I thinking? I had only been kidnapped for around 20 hours and I have already seen enough of Jason to know that my punishment will be painful. Speaking of Jason...I have no idea where he is and that scared me a little knowing he could come out of nowhere any second.

I slowly tried sitting up. The pain in my head in doing so made me whine loudly. I heard a door slam and in came a fuming Jason who looked like he was about to beat the shit out of me. Which I could see was exactly what he was planning on doing.