Mitch's POV
I got up in the middle of the night, because I kept waking up.
I grabbed my phone and decided to take a walk.
I thought Travis was locked up, so I felt safe.
I took a walk around our neighborhood.
I felt safe, but then I started to feel like someone was following me.
I got back to the front door of Scott and I's Apartment and right as I open the door, cold hands wrap around my waist, and a hand goes over my mouth. I see bright orange pants.
It was Travis. He must have escaped from the jail.
Oh... oh no...
I screamed, making sure Scott hears.
"Mitch, be quiet. I'm not going to hurt you as bad as I can. Calm down." He says.
I kick and scream, as he picks me up.
"Scott!! H-help!!" I yell.
Scott hears and runs downstairs.
Travis starts running with me, and Scott follows behind.
Travis lead Scott down a path, and made Scott trip and fall over a branch.
Since it was dark, Travis kept running and Scott couldn't see us.
Eventually, I didn't see Scott anymore.
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Travis stopped running, and I was full on screaming and sobbing.
He threw me to the ground and ran a different way.
He wanted me to be alone.
He wanted me to feel scared again.
He didn't love me.
Ever...
I had my phone on me, and tried calling Scott. But there was barley any signal.
I called anyway.
"S-s...Scott..." I said, taking a breath.
I couldn't breathe because Travis threw me to the ground and hurt my ribs.
"H-help... pl-please. H-he le-left me somewhere... p-please he-help." I mumbled.
"I'll be there soon, I promise. Hang in there." He says.
I lay my head down on the cold, hard ground and pass out.
Scott will find me...
I know it...
A/N: Short chapter!! I'm sorry!! I'm spending most of the weekend off of my phone since it's Mother's Day weekend.
I'll update again tomorrow!!
Have a great night y'all!! Love you!! Ttyl!!💗💗
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