Prisoner of Love

Chapter Twenty

Grayson's POV:

Looking ahead I saw nothing but my target in mind.

Save her. 

Those were the only words running through my head.

She's my responsibility....my friend....and my world.

And that wasn't going to end.

At least ... not like this.

EARLIER THAT DAY:

Sabrina's POV:

"Guys hurry!!" I shouted to Grayson and Jordan who were a few paces behind me.

We were rushing through the bustling school hallways - we needed to get back to the main hall, get Jenna, and get out as soon as possible.

"How does she run so damn fast?" I hear Jordan ask Grayson.

"JORDAN I WILL STOP IN MY TRACKS AND SLAP YOU SHANE STYLE IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP!!" I screamed.

"I WILL-" Jordan began to retort before Grayson spoke up.

"GUYS - the hall.." He said, causing us all to halt before the doors.

"Well let's go kick Shane's ass then." Grayson said, flushed with anger, taking a step forward before I put an arm in front of him.

"We are not going to barge in there without a plan. If Shane could easily just run me over, who knows what he could do to Jenna if we cause havoc." I said.

"So who's going in?" Grayson asked.

"Me." Jordan whispered. "Shane has nothing against me, like the best friend and the wannabe boyfriend, that could cause him to do something to Jenna, but the not giving a shit brother?? Now, that's gonna work better."

"He's right." I muttered.

"Wish me luck." He smirked, before walking down the stairs, through the double doors...straight in to - 

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"THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF YOUR LIFE." 

I stared up and down at Shane, standing proudly on the stage ... with Jenna nowhere in sight.

"I have no time for your stupidity." I began. "Just hand over Jenna."

"What makes you think I have Jenna?" He asked with a sadistic smile on his face.

"Considering you tried to take out her bestie Sabrina and her boy... well I don't know what Grayson and her are but I'm pretty sure it's much more compared to what you think you have with her." I replied.

Shane broke into a disturbing symphony of laughter.

"You...you think I want Jenna because I like her or something??" Shane said, pausing with laughter after every few syllables. "I feel nothing towards her."

"Says the guy who kidnapped her." I stated, folding my arms.

"Again with the assumptions. I took you for a little bit smarter than that Jordan." He said. "Well let me not waste time with petty lies when I have the upper hand. Yes, I do have Jenna. Yes, I feel something towards Jenna - but I can guarantee you...that feeling is far from attraction."

"What is it?? Obsession or hate? Because I for one can quite easily tell the difference between the both." I claimed.

"Can you Jordan..? Can you really?" Shane said, a tone of seriousness as he walked down the stage stairs. "Because I see how you look at Jenna, and how you look when you see her with Grayson. And I for one can quite easily tell.....that you're jealous."