SCARS | STITCHES 2 (girlxgirl)

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Jordan

I woke up and felt a warm body spooning me, I turned around and saw Scott laying down behind me. I stopped myself from screaming. I should kick his deranged ass off the bed, wait! I looked at his pockets. Is Scott stupid enough to keep the keys to my cuffs in his pants pocket? It was wishful thinking Scott might be insane but he wasn't an imbecile. I reached my arm to feel his pockets. I lightly tapped them.

Keys? I swallowed, did I just feel keys? I tapped them again...those were keys. I stared at Scott's unconscious body. I tried to sit on my knees but I started to feel pain in my cuffed arm. Okay, that's not going to work. I sat back down on butt, I slowly reached for his pockets. My fingers barely entered his pockets. Fuck

I laid down and moved closer to him so our body was touching each other. I was inches from his face, I was so close I could feel him breathing. I slid down so my face was near his chest. I tried to reach again. My hands made it into his pocket. I felt the chain of the keys. Come on grab it, I hooked my middle finger around the chain and pulled it out. I held the keys into my hands. I balled it into a fist.

There were five keys, fuck my life. I tried the first key. The other keys began to jiggle. I quickly faced Scott he was still sleeping. I sighed relieved, I proceeded to see if the key fit, it didn't. I tried the second key no luck.  I got to the third key in went inside but didn't unlock it. "Come on " I mumbled to myself.

"How stupid do you think I am Jordy?" I turned to face him. He was laying down, eyes staring directly into mine. A smirk was slowly forming on his face. "You really think I would keep the keys on me?" he said laughing.

"The keys are hidden somewhere far, far far away from you," he told me. "Those are the keys to my house, this house, my car-"

"Why are you doing this to me?" I interrupted. I threw the keys at him. "What are you accomplishing by keeping me here?"

"What do you want?" I shouted.

He moved closer to me and cupped my face. "I want you dead," he said. My lip was quivering. "Why?"

He grabbed my face so I was looking into his eyes. "I hate you," he told me. He moved his face and slowly kissed me on my cheek. "But I'm also in love with you," he said removing my face.

"Scott, when my mother finds out I'm missing she's going to call the cops you're going to jail."

"We're far away from home, nobody's going to find you. I left your phone at the crime scene with Brian so if anyone going to jail it's going to be you" he said. They can't track you Jordan it's over." he said calmly.

"Scott just let me go, I won't tell anyone I swear" he frowned at me. "Are you not listening, I want you dead" he smiled.

"I want you to feel every ounce of pain you made me feel, and after I'm done torturing you I going to kill you slowly" he explained. I'm an idiot, why would he leave the keys with him. I'm optimistic and thats going to get me killed, I need to play by his rules thats the only way I'm going to get out.

Scott began to leave and thats when I shouted, "I know you stopped taking your pills." he paused but didn't look back. "I know you don't have ADHD Scott, you diagnosed with bipolar disorder. He turned to face me, he expression change he wasn't as tough as he was earlier. "What are you talking about?" he fretted.

"I remember the first day I found the pills in your room, you told me they were ADHD pills"

It was the sophomore year of high school, Scott and I were dating for almost a year now, this was the first time I met his parents.  I was nervous. All I kept thinking was what if they don't like me because I was black. It's not like Scott ever mention that to them.  I know that should matter but we live in a world were so people look past love and decide to spread hate. Especially when it comes to interracial dating. Scott held my hand, I was shaking nervously. I even wore a dress for this. "They're going to love you, I promise," he said before kissing me. Scott unlocked the door, "Mom, Dad we're here" he shouted.

"We're in the kitchen" a male voice shouted. We held hands and followed the voices to the kitchen. His parents looked up at me, "oh my gosh, she's beautiful" Mrs. Miller said. Mr. Miller nodded he was impressed, "son you got yourself a model," he told Scott. I smiled at their compliments.

"Thanks for having me over," I told them. Mrs. Miller pulled two tickets out of her purse, "Scott told us you love basketball, so I got you both tickets for tonight's game." My eyes light up, I thought the game was sold out, I walked over to her and thanked her. "We're going to chill upstairs in my room before the game," he told both his parents.

"Okay nice meeting you dear," his mother said before we left. Scott didn't let go of my hand until we entered his room. He had posters of athletes on his wall. On his desk was a little medal, he won from playing soccer in third grade. He embraced me from behind, "I told you they'll like you" he whispered in my ear.

"We have a little time before the game" he kissing my neck. I turned around to face him. "Scott I'm not having sex  while your parents are home."

"I can lock the door," he said wiggling his eyebrows. "Are you trying to make your parents hate me" I joked. "Fine," he said before giving me a peck. He grabbed his Nike bag, "Can I wear one of you're sweats I'm overdressed for a basketball game. "You're fats is not going to fit my pants."

I laughed, "fine can I wear your baseball shorts there like a large anyway," I said. I opened his drawer and saw a pill container. I pulled it out, Scott dropped his bag and looked at me. "What's this?" I asked him. He quickly snatched the container out of my hand before I could read the label. "It's nothing," he said.

I squinted "are those prescribed?" I asked. "Yes," he said.

"What are those?"

"it's nothing?"

"Scott, are you doing drugs?"

"No." he walked over to me. "I.. I need to take these" he explained. I squinted, "I don't understand. "I'm not the same person without these."

"Scott?"

"I have... ADHD" he paused. "I didn't want to tell you because I thought it would change your feelings for me."  I grabbed his face and gave him a kiss. "I don't care about that I love you for you."

"What are you trying to do?" he asked. "Nothing I just wanted you to know that I know and it doesn't change how I feel about you."

He paused, it looked like he was thinking of what to say or do. Scott looked conflicted, "if you're trying something Jordan I'll kill you earlier than plan" he threatened. I remained claim I needed to mess with his mind this was the first step to escape. Scott stared at me real hard before walking out the door.

I sighed relieved, I have to be careful I know what he's capable of. Next, I have to make him trust me, that going to take longer. I wonder if anyone knows I'm missing yet? I wonder what Liv is doing? We were supposed to take classes together. Why did I ever agree to meet up with Brian, deep down it felt suspicious I should have told someone where I was going, now I may never be found.

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