I saw someone else came in and took Dan out. I didn't know who he was. I was so worried about Dan that I couldn't think about what's going to happen to me at first. But now that we are alone with Jason I started to fear for myself. My hands were sweating.
''What have I told you?'' he asked.
''I'm sorry.'' I said but I could barely here my voice.
''Answer the question!'' he shouted.
''I'm a prisoner here.'' I said, letting my voice crack at the end. Gosh, why do I keep doing this?
''That's right! You're not a friend here, not mine, not Dan's not anyone's friend! Yet, you're talking to Dan, for hours! Laughing, making jokes!'' he kept walking towards me as he spoke. And I kept walking back but my leg hit the bed. No more place to run.
''Then you're trying desperately to save him even when I told you to shut up. You know what that means? SHUT YOUR MOUTH UP!'' he shouted at the end.
I flinched.
He stopped. I couldn't dare to look up at his face. I could hear his fast breathing. His shoulders were shaking with each breath. His chest was going up and down. He didn't say anything for a while but I could feel his eyes on me.
Then for a moment I heard him chuckle. Like...chuckle. Is he crazy? One second he's so mad the next he's chuckling.
''I thought you weren't afraid of me. Yet you're shaking. '' he spoke with a voice that was telling me how pathetic I'm looking.
''You must be happy.'' I said angrily and this time looking right into his eyes.
''I'm not.'' He whispered. His tone was different now. Sad.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He's not? Isn't that what he wants? Scaring me? Making me sad? Pathetic?
I realized I've been staring at him for a while. And he's been looking back. I cut the eye contact and looked down.
He took one more step towards me and I fell down to bed.
''It's your lucky night. 'Cause I'm too tired to give you a lesson. But let's just consider this a warning Olivia. You break my rules one more time and nothing will stop me.'' He spoke with his low, threatening voice. He then left the room, making sure he slammed the door behind him.
Next day someone else brought my breakfast. And the lunch. And the dinner. Dan never came around. I'm worried about him. Won't Jason ever let him see me again? God, I would die out of boredom. Dan was my friend and he's the only one who makes this house a little bit bearable. And I just lost him because of my stupidity.
And the other day wasn't different. I've never seen Dan during the day. I haven't seen Jason either. Both never showed up for two days. And the boy who brings food now is like a wall. I swear to God he doesn't have emotions.
But the third day wasn't the same. To my surprise Dan brought me my breakfast. He walked in after he knocked once. Head down. I should've known he won't even talk to me anymore. He put the tray on the table.
''I'll be outside the door let me know when you're done.'' He said without looking at me. Just when he was about to leave I stopped him.
''Dan? I'm sorry I never wanted to put you in a hard situation.'' I whispered. He didn't look back. He didn't answer either.
''I understand you're mad at me. But please say something. Say you forgive me.'' Still no answer.
''Dan!'' I said with a higher voice and turned him around to face me. I was shocked.
''Dan?'' I whispered in horror.
He had a bruise on his forehead and on the corner of his mouth. It took a moment for me to realize.
''He did it.'' I whispered in fear.
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Same Mistakes -Jason McCann LS-
FanfictionYou think when you move on, you leave your past behind you. But do you? What if it's chasing you? What if 'he's' chasing you? Can you run away?