Jump | H.S.

Chapter 20

I couldn't tell who it was, but my heart immediately told me to stop walking and run. Run as far as I could away from there. But I couldn't move any muscle in my body, fear completely taking over.

The figure begins to walk towards me slowly, causing my mind to come back and my brain to work, along with my feet.

My feet pound against the pavement as I run away, the sky now opening letting a few rays of sun down upon the alley. My breath quickens as I try to increase my speed, thinking I hear steps behind me.

I don't turn back, only because if I do I'll get sidetracked, and I can't afford that. My heart rate tries to go back to normal, until I hear a voice behind me, causing me to almost scream; even though there's absolutely no one around to hear me.

"Where you going sweetheart?!" I heard a chuckle following the deep voice, causing me to gulp and tears cloud my vision. It is Aaron, a friend of Mike's. His best friend actually; being even worse then Mike if that's possible.

"Baby," he almost breaths down my neck, causing the tears to run free as I feel him catch my arm and pull me back towards his solid body. "Now, now," he coos as I try to fight against his strength, it being completely hopeless.

"Let me go," I whine as I try to free my wrists from his strong grip, only resulting in him squeezing harder.

"Stop you little bitch. I've been out looking and waiting for you for four whole hours, and I'm not fucking letting you go. Mike's going to be so happy he has you back, I can't wait to hear of the things he's going to do to you, mm." I can't hear anymore about what Mike is going to do to me as my punishment, so I do the first thing that pops into my head.

I spit into his eyes, causing his grip to loosen quite a bit, letting me escape and run down the alley, trying to distance my mind from the ache in my calves. "You bitch!" He shouts. "You're going to fucking pay!" I can feel the blood pound in my ears and I know I can never get away, I know I will now never see Harry again, and I know I will never escape this life I got trapped into.

I let out a piercing scream as I feel the roots of my hair being tugged from my head as he grabs ahold of my dark hair, pulling me to the ground, before kicking me in the gut.

"Teach you to spit on me," he spits, it landing on my cheek; tears falling from my eyes in disgust and pain. I let out whimpers as I clutch my stomach, trying to shield it from the toe of his boots.

"Little bitch, not so tough now are you?" He laughs as he pulls me by my arms to stand on my feet. "You're coming with me," he whispers as he drags me along the alley, "And don't think you can escape either."

Harry's P.O.V.

I don't know where she is. I don't know if she's safe or hurt, I don't know anything.

"Jumper, please!" I choke, my voice coming out in sobs. I can't help but break down, a few random tears falling from my eyes. Why did I let her go? Why did I push her away?

My feelings are growing every second her body is not near mine, but they confuse me. They're so strong I almost don't know how to deal with them.

My knees give in as I fall to the floor, shaking my head as I think of how stupid I was to let her leave out that front door. I'm a coward, a fucking coward and now I'm paying the price.

I can't just sit here, I need to find her, I need to know she's safe and I need her back into my arms. Even if she pushes me away, I just need to look at her and make sure everything's okay.

Even though I hate to think of asking him for help, there's only one person I know that can help me.

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"I need your help," I announce as I burst through the front doors of the police station, waking towards my dad.

"I'm surprised you even came here, you must be desperate for help." I can tell he wants to ask me a million questions of why I'm soaked and my eyes are blood shot, but he remains quiet. That's the best damn thing he can do at the moment.

"Cut the shit, I came here because you're the only one that has the equipment to help, the only one that can find her." His eyebrows raise, and I'm anticipating what he's going to say next.

"Her? As in Jumper — or?"

"Yes, Jumper," I seethe, "And we don't have a whole lot of time so if you don't mind," I snap as I don't know what could be happening to her while he asks stupid questions.

"Okay, okay," he says trying to calm me down, but it doesn't work.

"Paul, come with me," he says to the man behind the desk. He immediately stands up and walks towards me while my dad leaves and gets his stuff.

"You okay, Harry?" He asks, not afraid to hear my answer.

"Fucking peachy," I snap causing him to smile and clap me on the back.

"Let's go," dad announces as he places his gun in his holster and follows me out into the cloudy day.