Chapter 15

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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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