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"MOM!"I screamed.
The tv screen showed her tied to a chair and unconscious.
"That's right, it's Mrs. Owen, thought you missed her" Jayce said with a smile.
"Let her go!... MOM!" I yell again.
He chuckles.
"I might when I get what I want... Until than, she's my insurance." he whispers in my ear.
"YOU'RE A FUCKING PSYCHO, LET MY MOM GO JAYCE!" I scream at him.
"I already told you! Not now! And you better lower your voice." he says grabbing my jaw.
I stared at him with hatred and I knew he could see it.
"You know it's funny cuz you didn't even notice that bastard." he says pointing at the other person in the tv screen.
I looked carefully and I saw Jackson was also tied up.
"Are you crazy?... Why do you have him?" I ask angrily.
"Revenge." he simply says. "Also I didn't expect you to not notice him."
"Because I didn't care about him after that night! That changed everything for me..." I reply.
His face goes blank and I saw him genuinely smile like he used to, when I thought he was kind hearted.
"Really?" he asks waiting for a positive answer.
"Doesn't matter because so did tonight. I. Hate. You." I sternly say.
His expression then turned dark.
He turned the tv off and started walking away.
"Jayce let my mom go!" I yell.
He doesn't answer, doesn't even turn around. He keeps walking and before I knew it, he disappeared when I heard a door close. I was alone in that dark room. I was scared. For myself, for my mother, and as a human being, for Jackson.
I tried shaking the handcuffs to at least try to open them. Nothing. They would budge. They stayed as tight as they were before around my wrist. I kept trying though until I felt them cut my wrist and blood coming out of my new wounds.
"ARGH!" I yell.
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I waited and waited for something. Jayce to come in, sirens, a miracle... Nothing.
My wrist was burning and I felt dizzy. Slowly, everything got fuzzy and my vision got blurry.
I passed out.
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My open my eyes lightly when I felt some tugging. It wasn't harsh but it hurt for some reason.
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Mystery / Thriller"I told you I was going to get you. You can't run away from me Princess." he says with a tight grip on my shoulders that were pinned to the wall. "F*ck you ! You're crazy. I thought you were a better person but you're just a crazy as* psycho!. LET G...