𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇 ━━ 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐘

eighteen

j a c k

☁︎

it's been a week since the whole incident with jonah. he's ordered me to not come in contact with zach at all for as long as he chooses. i miss zach a lot. i miss his lovely voice, his giggly laugh, and his beautiful face and features.

jonah has been gone for the whole week and if he found out i even looked at zach he would punish me. trust me, if i could have i would've tried. he has cameras everywhere, and i mean everywhere, marking our every move.

but what can you expect? he's a psychopathic kidnapper, and quite frankly out of his mind.

my sight is on the ticking clock on my bedroom wall. i've been staring at it for the past hour, letting all the time pass by, not having a care in the world.

the time is currently 11:45 am. my knowledge on the date is unknown, for i have not kept track and haven't asked anyone for it. it's the least of my worries at the moment.

"jack?" i hear a faint voice come from the entrance of my bedroom. my stare goes from the clock to corbyn who stands there in the door way.

"jonah will be coming home soon, he wants us up and ready to greet him at the door" corbyns voice fades out at the end of his sentence, showing his nervousness.

"okay, i'll be out in just a second" i respond getting out of my bed. corbyn exits my room and gently closes the door, not letting it make a sound.

i force myself over to my closet where i pick out an outfit, a jet black hoodie and light grey sweatpants. i quickly put on my clothes, removing my old ones.

once i'm fully dressed i fix my hair. the curly mess dropping over my face, covering one of my eyes. i walk out of the room and shut the light off after me.

sound is coming from the living room. i walk inside and see zach sitting on the couch. he has a swollen black eye and cuts all over his face and body. he looks pretty bad.

his chocolate brown eyes look up from the television to meet mine. i give him a sad and sorry look. he returns it with a hint of forgiveness. his face still gorgeous as always.

i walk into the kitchen where i see corbyn and christina cooking a meal. my stomach growls at the smell as i have barely eaten on the past few days.

"hello jack" christina gives me a heart warming smile. "hey christina" i reply back sitting down at the counter. corbyn gives me a look of recognition that i'm there. i give it back.

"corbyn?" i shakily spit out. "yes jack?" he replies putting something in the oven. "what happened to zach?" i ask, sighing. corbyn frowned.

"don't worry about it. now set the table up, would you?" corbyn talks sternly as he looks into my eyes and i look into his.

i get up and start to set up the table, wiping it down first. i place plates, cups, and silverware down onto the wooden table, arranging them in a specific order. the clock strikes 12  when i finish.

"jack, zach, jonah will be here any second. come to the door to greet him." corbyn yells from he entrance. i scurry over to where the door is. zach slowly limps there also. a prominent frown forms on my face.

corbyn and christina stand between zach and i, separating us from each others presents. which makes me even sadder on the inside.

the steal door opens to reveal jonah, in all his glory. just seeing him makes me smile for some reason. i try to stop but my body won't let me.

he frolics down them steps as he joyfully strolls up to the line of us. he kisses everyone on the cheek, leaving me blushing like an idiot.

"hello my beautiful gems! what a wonderful day, isn't it?" he gracefully informs us. we all nod in agreement.

"come on my stones, let's feast!" jonah exclaims walking into the dining room. corbyn and christina go to the kitchen the fetch the warm and fresh food.

zach limps over to the dining room- more like tried. he collapsed before he could reach it. i rush over to him and lift him up onto his feet.

he puts his arm over my neck as i assist him to the table. once we reach it i set him down in his chair that happens to be across from me.

i frantically scurry over to my seat and sit down. jonah whispers something into zach's ear, his voice too faint for me to hear. zach just nods making no facial expression or showing emotion.

corbyn and christina arrive with the food. they made chicken with loads of vegetables.

"sit, sit! enjoy this magnificent meal." jonah gestures towards the two standing. they both do as they are told and sit down.

everyone starts to eat, except for me. my appetite has gone away, just like the days before. food isn't something i want right now.

"ruby, why is it that you are not eating? your fellow gems have cooked this meal  just for you." jonah curiously asks taking a big bite of vegetables.

"i'm just not that hungry today, my i be excused to the restroom?" i ask putting my fork down. "yes you may. jade, please go with him." jonah replies taking another bite of his food.

corbyn and i stand up and exit the dining room. we go into the restroom. i yank him in quickly, locking the door behind him.

"corbyn, i don't know what's happening to me" i break down crying, hot tears storming down my face. corbyn takes me into his embrace. i crying into his shoulder.

i calm down a bit and pull away. "what's troubling you, jack?" corbyn sympathetically asks. you can tell he really cares, that's what he's always like.

"everything- i can't eat, i can't think, i can't function right anymore! it kills me to know that jonah did that to zach. how can someone do that, corbyn? especially to him." i cry out.

he holds me close again. "i don't know the answer to that, jack. but i do know that we will get out of here one day. i promise." corbyn whispers softly into my ear.

"i see the way you look at zach and i see the way he looks at you. you're both in love, there's no denying that. but your love will grow stronger when we get out of here. you're absolutely perfect for each other. jonah can't and will never change that" corbyn continues to whisper in my ear.

a small smile forms on my face, while hot tears are still streaming down my red cheeks. the smile quickly fades at the thought of jonah.

i want to go home.

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saturday
january 19th, 2019
1176 words

- alayna ☁︎