𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇 ━━ 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐘

fifteen

j a c k

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"i never want to see jonah ever again, i can't even bare to look at him" i cry into corbyn's chest. "i'm sorry jack, but he's coming for breakfast in 30 minutes" corbyn says in a sad tone.

i just cry even more. "it's going to be okay jack" corbyn rubs my back. "no its not corbyn! he just going to keep doing it and doing it to all of us, especially christina! we need to stop him" i state very clearly.

"we can't jack, he's to powerful. we would never win, not with the four of us" corbyn shakes his head. then i remember. "before i was kidnapped i texted daniel the license plate number of jonah's van" i let go of corbyn.

"you, what?" corbyn asks confused. "i was walking down the dark road and saw jonah's van. me being paranoid i texted daniel the number if anything happened to me. he obviously switched plates but maybe that will be a clue" i frown.

"it's a big clue! good job jack" corbyn hugs me and i smile. "hey, when is jonah getting here?" a voice says from the doorway. i look over and see zach with a very jealous facial expression.

"he's coming in thirty minutes for breakfast" corbyn answered. jonah's name makes me cringe very hard, but i shake it off. we follow zach out of the room.

we all walk out to the kitchen. "christina and i will cook the food while jack and zach set the table and do other things to get ready, sound good?" corbyn asks. 'yes's' go around the room.

"great! let's get started" corbyn says walking over to the stove with christina. zach and i grab cleaning supplies and walk to the table. we start to clean in silence. my hands are still very shaky from me punching the wall.

"so zach, tell me about your family" i say wiping down my side of the table. "well, i have a little sister named reese, who is 7 years old. and a younger brother named ryan, who is 14 years old. then my parents" zach says wiping down the other side of the table.

"what about you?" zach asks curiously. "i have 3 half sisters and one sister. my parents are divorced" i say showing zero emotion. "i'm really sorry about that" zach replays sadly. "no it fine, i gotten used to it" i shrug it of as i answer.

"well what are their names" zach says drying the table. "on my moms side i have 2 half sisters. isla who is 9 years old and ava who is 14 years old. on my dads side i have a half sister named camila but i don't really know her that well because i'm usually with my mom" i say almost done drying the table.

"what about your other sister?" zach added. "her name is sydnie, she is my older sister who is 22 years old" i say finishing up drying the table. "and then there's my stepdad, darrin. he's nice and funny i guess, but if my mom loves him so i do" i smile at zach.

"you've got a nice family, jack" zach smiles widely at me. "you do too, zach" we smile at each other. we walk to the kitchen and see that corbyn and christina are almost done with breakfast.

they are making scrabbled eggs, bacon, and toast. zach and i grab plates, silverware, cups, place mats, and napkins. we walk back to the table and stay to set it.

"zach?" i ask placing the silverware in the napkin. "yeah?" zach responds doing to the same things as me. "why were you acting weird when we were in corbyn's room?" i ask expecting to get an answer.

"oh, that was nothing" he shruged. "i think it was something, you can tell me anything" i laid my hand on his shoulder.

"I SAID IT WAS NOTHING!" zach yells back pounding his fist on the table, my hand flies off his shoulder. right after, zach gasps and puts his hand up to his mouth.

jump up in fright at his aggressive actions. it reminded me of jonah, and that was terrifying. "i-i-i'm sorry j-jack" zach pleads to me.

"i think i should go " i say still frightened from his sudden outburst. "no, no, no please, i'm so sorry" zach cried.

i don't know why but it really shook me up for some reason. corbyn comes running into the room. "is everything okay in here?" corbyn asks worried. "y-yeah, we're o-okay" i say back.

"okay, just calm down. jonah will be here in 5 minutes" corbyn's walks back to the kitchen. i finish setting the table and walk to the kitchen, away from zach. corbyn and christina walk the food out to the table.

i do the same, my hands even more shaky from the fright zach gave me. we finish setting the table. "jonah will be here in two minutes, get ready" corbyn says looking at the clock on the microwave.

"j-jack, i'm so sorry for what i d-did" zach apologizes to me. "it's okay" i say back. the cellar door opens to reveal jonah, the most terrifying face i've ever seen.

the 4 of us line up at the bottom of the stairs to greet him. he walks down to us. "good morning gems, the food smells delicious down here" jonah says walking to the dining room table.

we all sit down, jonah sits at the top of the table and i sit to the left of him. zach is across from me, corbyn is next to me, and christina is diagonal to me.

"let's eat!" jonah says grabbing the plate of bacon. we all get our food and start eating. "what happened to your hands, ruby?" jonah asks me, pilling food into his mouth. "oh well, i uhh punched the wall?" i say more like a question.

"why?" he asks unfazed. "because i was angry, master. i just had to let my anger out" i say, terrified of his reaction.

"oh okay, just please don't do it again. i don't want you to get hurt" jonah says going back to eating.

that's bullshit. he had no problem hurting me last night. more mentally, now i'm going to have that horrible memory for the rest of my life. like he cares if i get hurt.

"so, sapphire, how are you liking the other gems?" jonah asks christina. she looks up from her plate with a confused look. corbyn gestures to just go with it.

"umm, great! they are really nice and caring towards me, master" chistina says lacking confidence in her voice.

"i'm glad to hear that, and for you, ruby?" jonah turns towards me. "uhh, same as christina, master. great" i say instantly regretting it. i hand collides with my left cheek.

"YOU DO NOT USE THAT NAME IN THIS HOUSE HOLD, EVER. DO YOU HEAR ME?" jonah yells in my face.

"y-yes, master" i cry.

"I SAID DO YOU HEAR ME GOD DAMMIT?!" jonah yells in my face, yanking my head up by my curly hair.

"YES, MASTER!" he let's go of my hair, throwing my head to the side. i rub my cheek in pain.

everybody looks shocked. jonah gets up, taking his plate to the kitchen. he put it in the sink and walks back up the steps, exiting through the cellar door.

i get up as quickly as i can and stomp to my room, slamming the door in the process. i fall back onto the door and slide to the floor, letting out all my tears. what in the world did i ever do wrong to deserve this?

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wednesday
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edited on;
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-alayna ☁︎