"Blood is the color of crimson"
Right now I'm getting driven home, confused and ever so scared. Jinx is silent and no matter hard I try, he won't explain what's going on. The last thing I remember hearing are a few screams but Jinx dragged me out so fast- before I could even give a glance behind me.
"You can't just keep me in the dark for so long Jinx. What the hell happened back there? I'm so freaked out right now!" I shouted at him, hoping he'd break at some point and give an explanation.
He looked at me, his to die for eyes gazing up and down my petite body.
"You don't need to know that but it's exactly why I needed you near me the entire time. You're not safe here and I don't even know why my father agreed with your mother about this. It's fucking ridiculous and now I have to watch you at every second!" Jinx's voice was deep and menacing. It was crystal clear that when this tattooed boy was mad, he wasn't the one to mess with. Neither was I but Jinx, I could practically see the steam coming from his nose!
Deciding it was best not argue I didn't reply, but that didn't mean I was giving this up so easily. Jinx would not get his way with me. I am most certainly not a girl to mess with or blow off.
Sighing, I grabbed my phone with the headphones wrapped around it. Not once have I really used my phone since I left home and mom. There wasn't much service up here so I was thankful spotify allowed you to download music.
I put in my headphones, turning my music all the way up and choosing to listen to me favorites playlist. My music taste was a wide range. From today's top hits to the classics. From heart stopping screamo to sad sappy emo songs. My favorite for sure was the rock or heavy metal. Or Halsey and Melanie Martinez. They're music always made me happy.
The current song playing was 'Kyrptonite' by Three Doors Down. If I wanted to be stuck with a complete stranger, fuck boy, and maybe criminal judging by those screams back there, I wouldn't have changed high schools a while back! Now here I am frantically trying to not almost cry in terror because I'm stuck with this boy! Pathetic boy that won't answer my questions!
Getting so angry that I can't contain myself any longer I rip out my headphones and glare at Jinx. "Okay now I'm getting pissed so tell me what the fuck is going on! It's not my choice to be here and I sure in hell would rather be at home dealing with my mother! I want some answers now!" I practically shout at him, hoping he won't turn around and back hand me.
Smirking, and with a sparkle that I just barks noticed in his gorgeous eyes, Jinx turned to face me- pulling the car to the side of the rose unexpectedly.
"You wanna be fucking given some answers?!" A blow came to the face, a strange pain I had never felt before. I put my hand to my cheek as I stared at the unbelievable man that just slapped me!
As if it was an instinct like I was some sort of crazy animal, I snarled at him. "You jerk!" Tears threatened to escape my eyes but I refused to let them.
"You deserved it now apologize for being a little bitch!"
I shook my head and turned away so that he could no longer see my face. A burning sensation ran through my cheek as I think about the harsh smack. No one has ever been so cruel and I don't know what to think or say. All I want to do is curl into a ball and hide. Right now I'm seriously just so vulnerable and I hate it.
"I hate you! I've only known you for ten hours and I hate you so much!" All I can say are those horrid words. They're nothing but the truth. What can I say? Fuckboys really are the biggest assholes and apparently abusive..?
The car starts up again and I lean my head on the window, only hoping to calm my shaking body down.
Jinx chuckles like the psychopath he is. "Your such a little pussy." His words cut deep, deeper then I wanted to allow. They sink in anyway, causing my body to go rigid and tense up. I refuse to answer his awful remark and I close my eyes. The peaceful darkness closes over me.
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I wake up in the room I was given to stay here in. To be honest I have really no idea what happened. My memory seems to be missing, completely lost. All I know is that I'm not home and been taken to a random rich person house. Something about a mall and then leaving urgently for an unknown reason. That's pretty much it but I feel like there's more. Just can't get a hold of it.
Sighing, I slip off from the bed and march over to the bathroom. I look in the full length mirror, I'm in some grey sweatpants and a black tank top.
So now someone dressed me.
How nice.
I brush my fingers through my slightly wavy, blond, long hair. My hair is my best feature along with my eyes that are always covered by the pure blue contacts. My body was nice too but I've just been recovering from Anorexia so I'm still on the thin side. I mean I got muscle, and my ribs no longer show. That, I'm thankful for.
Wondering if getting clothing was a success I check the closet and to my surprise it's full. I smile out of gratitude and grab some Niki shorts along with a baby blue crop top. The lacey underwear and matching bras catch my eyes and I hop up and down happily that I have my favorite type of undergarments.
I glance at the bathroom door and run towards it, getting ready for my well needed and soothing shower. The water flows down my body creating a sensation of calmness. The warmth takes over my cold, thin body and I close my eyes ever so softly. Still, my memory loss is a pain in the ass but right now the shower makes me feel better. Then the thought of my mother chimes in, breaking up the peacefulness I was enjoying so very much. How dreadful.
She let some man take me away- to a place I didn't even know existed. Why would she even do that is the one question that is corrupting my hopeless mind. Yes, she was a crazy drug addict but giving up her daughter was a wrong move and maybe, maybe I just didn't want to go back. I'm sixteen and turning seventeen in only a few months. I'll be able to basically live on my own, make my own money. My only issue was college. I so desperately needed to go to Harvard. It had been my life plan. Not really did I ever second guess it but now I saw no option. If I didn't go back home and made a new life there would be no extra money to pay although I could get a scholarship. Whatever, I didn't need to think about that right at this moment. It wouldn't help make things get any better.
I got out of the shower and put on my new and clean clothes. Now there was everything I could possibly need in a bathroom- almost as if I wasn't even in the same one as before. The brush was like the one at my house. My hair would get tangled easily so I needed a special brush to take out the knots without me ending up bald.
After I got ready for whatever type of day I was going to have, I left my room and walked down the hallway. This time there was no fuckboys and no half naked girls. The hallways was actually completely empty and it left me with a feeling of dread. That's when I saw the puddle of dark red blood. Fear quickly took over my body and I ran down the hall back to my comforting room.
I slammed the door and hopped on the bed. Closing my eyes I took in a deep breath. Whatever happened, it couldn't possibly be good.
Was I going to die?
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//Oh no is she dying?? Haha who knows//
Alex- 🌹♥🌹
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Danger Ahead: She Awakens
Hombres Lobo||Bella|| On the outside? She was perfect. On the inside? She was alone, and broken. Most of all? She was an animal, and she didn't even know it. ||Jinx|| Did he love? Hell no. Did he hate? Purely heartless. What was he? An alpha male that will no...
