DISCONTINUED❤️FOREVER MINE » JASON MCCANN

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I s a b e l l a

After parking the van in one of the garages, we all exited it. Soon after, everyone began to walk inside the house. I felt nauseous. Was this really about to happen? Was I really going to be forced to adapt to this lifestyle? "Isabella?" Jason called. I didn't answer him. I didn't even make eye contact. I simply walked past him, making my way into the house. "Don't ignore me like that." Jason hissed, grabbing my wrist. "Whatever." I mumbled, freeing my wrist from his grip. As I walked towards the stairs, I felt Jason's eyes on me.

I walked towards a room, slowly twisting the handle. There were two men. One of them looked familiar. It was the guy that called me babe in the van. "Sorry." I whispered. I was about to close the door, when I heard a voice say my name. "Isabella right?" The unfamiliar man smiled. He had black hair and hazel eyes. "Hi." I awkwardly waved. He slowly observed me, motioning for me to walk into the room. "I'm Zach. This is Alex." Zach stated, pointing towards the brown haired man beside him. "We met." Alex and I said in unison. He smirked at me. What was up with this guy?

"I never thought Jason would be head over heels for someone like you." Zach muttered. "What's that supposed to mean?" I questioned him. My heart sank. "You're much more beautiful than Jason anticipated; You just seem very—innocent and pure." He explained "oh." I whispered.

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After what felt like hours, I walked towards the door, exiting to my right. "Isabella where were you? I was looking all over for you!" A familiar voice shouted. I turned around and saw Jason. He had a worried expression on his face. If he weren't a criminal, people would think he was the sweetest guy in the world. That's what I thought when I first met him.

I ignored him, and walked towards the elevator. I didn't know where I was going, but I wanted to be as far away from Jason as possible.  As I was walking, I tripped over something, landing in Jason's arms. Oh just great...

"Angel, you need to stop hurting yourself." Jason told me. "This is your fault." I said. He was the reason why I was hurting physically and mentally. "how is this my fault?" He asked with an innocent tone. How can Jason McCann , the man who kidnapped me, ask me how this was his fault? Was he joking? Did he think I would forget so easily? "If you hadn't kidnapped me, I wouldn't have tried to run away and get a concussion." I scolded him. "Your life will be better here." He reassured me.

"Better here? With you? How will my life be better?! Tell me Jason, since you seem to enjoy telling yourself what you want to hear!" I shouted.

"Don't talk to me like that." Jason retorted in an infuriated tone.

"You're wasting your time. I would rather die then be with a monster like you! I hate you and I will never l-love you!" I screamed at him. Hate was never a word I used in the past. My mother always told me that it wasn't a good word to use while describing feelings to other people.

"What did you just say?" Jason's left eye began to twitch. His fists were clenched and he gritted his teeth.

At that point, Zach, Alex, Zayn, and a few other people I couldn't  recognize started to circle around us. I really didn't care though. I hope Jason felt embarrassed.
"I said, I will NEVER love—you!" I yelled even louder. Jason's chest began to move slowly. He reached into his pocket for something. I tried not to show how frightened I was, but there was no denying that I was. "T-take that back." Jason gritted his teeth, pointing a pistol in my direction.

My legs began to weaken. I felt tears run down my cheeks. I closed my eyes, aware of what was about to happen. "Yo, Jason chill out!" someone yelled. I heard a loud gun shot. I screamed and flinched.

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Am I dead? I slowly opened my eyes.

I felt no pain.

My body was in tact.

And I had no injuries.

I was confused. I looked around the hall, seeing a body in sight. I tried to run towards it, but I couldn't. I was shocked.

Oh god please. This was my fault, please don't be injured.

It was Zach. He had a bullet in his lower stomach.  "Z-zach?" I questioned. "Zach!?" I called out again. "Jason..What the hell is wrong with you!" Zayn yelled out. My breathing began to get heavier. This was my fault. This wouldn't have happened if I was never here. That bullet should've hit me.

I wish the bullet hit me, because if it did, I wouldn't have heard what I did that night.

"He's not waking up." A woman with blonde hair informed us. "N-No. he can't be dead...Please, tell me he's not dead" I begged. There was nothing any of us could've done. Yet..it all felt so angering, as if we could've done something. As if I could've done something...
"I didn't mean for any of this to happen!" I cried out. I couldn't go home now. I practically killed someone. I looked towards Jason's direction. He had tears falling down his cheeks.

"You!" I yelled, storming towards the man that had the gun in his hand. "This is your fucking fault! How could you do this?! You're terrible!" I began to punch his chest with weak arms. He could only stand there and watch my failed attempts at fighting. He didn't even bother fighting back. "That bullet should've hit me! Not Him! This is my fault! I'm like you now, a killer!"

I felt a liquid fall onto me. Was Jason really crying? This was his fault! He's faking it! He had to be! He doesn't care! "He's breathing." Zayn informed us all.

Oh thank god.

I felt weak. At that moment, I wanted everything to be back to normal. I wanted to cry into my moms arms, tell my friends what happened, and never see Jason again. "I-m sorry. I didn't mean to.." Jason blurted out. We all looked at him. He walked in a room down the hallway, and slammed the door.

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