Toxic Love ↭ Jason McCann

Chapter 32: Jason's Journal

Chapter 32: Jason’s Journal

Carter’s P.O.V

I sat in my cold room, and listened at the door. All the men were talking, but I wasn’t allowed out. After I was raped, he threw me in this room, and locked the door. I remember when Jason kidnapped me, and he kept me locked up in a beautiful bedroom. But, this room absolutely sucks. It is cold, and the faded blue walls are covered with stains. There was a bed, but the mattress is lumpy, and the headboard is wobbly. There was also a desk in the right corner of the room with a little lamp on top of it.

I slowly got up, and my lower half ached in pain. I tried not to think about the events that occurred a few hours ago because I would just get emotional again. I limped to the desk, and pulled out the chair. I clicked on the lamp as I started to open all of the drawers. Come on, there has to be paper and pencils somewhere. I bit my lip, and let out a little groan. There was one drawer left, and I opened it. I mentally prayed that there was paper. But, I found something else.

There was a journal sitting in there. I reached down, and slowly took the little journal. I had to be careful with it because it looked like six years old. There was a coffee stain on the front of it, and in scratchy handwriting the name Jason was at the top. I ran my fingers over the cover of the book, and I flipped to a random page.

Hey Journal,

I’m really scared, and I don’t know what to do. Today was the day that Johnson made me kill someone. I had never done it before, and I’m really scared. My mom would be so disappointed in me, and so would Jenna. I don’t know why I got involved with these people, but I don’t regret it. Well, I can’t turn back now. I don’t feel safe here, but they make me feel welcomed. Throughout my life, I always felt lonely. Johnson claims that he cares about me, and that he’ll help me. I haven’t been cutting anymore… which is good, I guess. Maybe I do belong here. Hopefully, I will be known around this town when I am older, and no one will have the guts to mess with me anymore. No one can bully me, and no one can leave me. I will be The Jason McCann, and I promise that no one will ever be able to take me down again.

I shut the journal, and my eyes widened in realization. Jason used to cut? Jason was bullied? Jason was lonely? My heart sank as I thought about it. My baby was depressed, and I feel horrible about it. What if he still feels this way? Why is this journal here anyways? I need to get out of this shit hole, so I can be with him.

Jason’s P.O.V

My gang and I surrounded the building. It was my job to find my baby while the others fought off Johnson’s men. I crept around the side of the house, and looked up. I saw the window to my old bedroom, and I let out a sigh. Johnson let Jenna and I live here for a while when we were younger. I have so many secrets that I left in this house, and I don’t want anyone to know about them. I have a few things hidden in my old desk, but no one will ever see those things again. Including me. I climbed up onto the ledge, and made my way onto the roof. I stumbled a few times, and if I fell then we’d all be screwed. So I tried my best to keep still. I steadily walked the edge of the roof as my back scraped against the brick wall.

I got to the window, and I peeked inside. I spotted Carter in the right corner. She was sitting at my old desk, and my heart began to race. I lightly tapped on the window, and she snapped her head in my direction. Her eyes widened, and she jumped up from her seat. She rushed over to the window, and she laid her hand on the glass. I laid my hand on top of hers, and I smiled. Her cheeks reddened, and she tried to open the window. It wouldn’t budge.

She tugged onto the window, and I grew impatient with her. “Back up.” I mouthed and she nodded. She slowly walked away from the window, and I put my fist right through the glass. It shattered as the little shards dug their way into my hands. I let out a groan, and Carter ran towards me. “We have to leave now!” I whisper-yelled. She nodded rapidly, and I grabbed her hand. She climbed out of the window. I stood on the ledge as I waited for her.

Carter’s P.O.V

I got on the ledge, and I looked down. I let out a whimper because my lower half was still so sore. “Are you okay?” Jason asked. I shook my head as I tried to fight the tears. “What’s wrong?” He questioned. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, but I just ignored his question. “We just need to get out of here.” I whispered, and he nodded. “Okay, baby.” He said. “Wait, I want to tell you something.” He whispered. “What?” I asked. “I wanted to tell you that-that I love y-you.” He stuttered. “Wow Jason, you’re so romantic.” I teased. “Oh and by the way, I love you too.” I said, and his smile widened. “Babe, I’m happy that you love me back, but we seriously need to get out of here!” He whisper-yelled.

His hand was wrapped tightly around mine as we slowly walked down the ledge. I heard a growl, and I turned around to see Johnson’s head peeking out of the window. He was glaring at us, and he started to climb out of the window too. “Jason, Jason!” I yelled. Jason looked back and saw Johnson. His eyes widened. Jason’s arms wrapped around me, and he jumped. I let out a scream as I felt myself plummeting to the ground.

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Word Count: 1,050

SHORT CHAPTER OH WELL, but you guys should be happy that I am updating more frequently (;

Anyways, there is going to be so much drama… and a surprise ending and POSSIBLY sequel. OMG AND THERE IS GOING TO BE SOME SPECIAL THINGS THAT INVOLVE JASONS JOURNAL… WELL MAYBE

 

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