42nd Country Road

Dialing...

I woke up in Jack's bed. I ran into the bathroom, checking of the bruises were still there. They were. Jack was in the other part of the bed and Mark was on the floor. Jack had no shirt on and neither did Mark. I was wearing the white t shirt and the blue shorts like the night before.

"Good morning," Jack said groggily.

"What happened?" I responded standing in the doorway of the bathroom.

" The gun was to get your attention, and Mark said the sleeping dart's came with the package," He replied

"Why did you use them on me?" I asked in a calm tone

"You are how I stay sane," He said sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand going into his brown hair.

"What about Mark?" I asked

"He drank so much last night I don't expect him to be up until noon,"

"I am so confused,"

"You have every right to be," He stood up and put my hair behind my ear, "I am so sorry," I pulled his hand away from my face and walked out of the room. I went down the stairs. I grabbed milk from the fridge and poured a glass for myself. I sat on the counter in complete silence. Once I was done I went outside to the pond that me and Jack went swimming in a couple days ago. I sat on the edge dangling my feet into the cold water. I heard the door slam from the house. My head perked up and I turned around. Jack was arguing with Mark.

"How do we fix this?" He said

"Dude, I don't know," Mark replied, "I think we broke her..."

"No we didn't," Jack said," Well maybe we did," I turned back around and waded into the cool water. It reached my jean shorts and I dove down into the water. I popped back up this time floating on my back. I could stay out here forever.

I stayed out there for hours. I went inside when the sun started to set, only this time I was extremely cautious. I walked through the back door that lead into the kitchen. I heard Mark's dark voice from upstairs say, "she's home,".

I saw the phone right by the door and grabbed it, quickly dialing 911.

"911, what's your emergency?" The receiver said

"42nd country road," I said quietly and quickly

"What?" She asked

"42nd country road, I need help I'm being held captive by two men. They are going crazy," I said

"How far away is it?" She asked. I felt a hand slide around my waist and the other to the phone cord.

"Help Me," I said to the lady. The line went dead.