Chains Around My Heart (A Jason McCann Love Story)

Chapter 6

Madison's POV

*The Next Morning*

I opened my eyes to see that I was in Jason's room. I'm glad that Jason had an alarm clock in his room so that I know what time it was. 11:00 am it read. Wow, Jason sure isn't a morning person. But something doesn't feel right...

I rolled myself over so that I facing Jason. He was fast asleep. I looked down and saw his arm hugged my waist. What the fuck? Was he doing this all night? I looked back to his face. He looked so innocent, so tired, so...cute when he was sleeping. I lifted my hands and gentally ran my fingers over his cheek repeatedly.

Suddenly, his soft snoring stopped and his eyes flew open. I took my hand away from his face and layed it beside me on the mattress.

"Uh, there was something on your face." I lied. "I should be asking you what are you doing?"" I asked.

"What the fuck do you mean?" He spat angrily.

I raised an eyebrow and pointed at his arm that was around my waist. He tightened his grip, causing our bodies to touch and our faced just inches apart.

"Admit that you like it bitch" he smirked.

I rolled my eyes and gave him a look.

"Stop calling me bitch!" I spat angirly.

His jaw tightened and his grip also tightened around my waist. He looked at me with evil eye.

"I can call you anything I want. I'm your kid-napper. You learned this from day one, you mess with me there will be punishment" his raspy voice sent chills down my spine. I nodded. He took his arm away and laid both of them under his head as he stared at the ceiling. I leaned on my hand, letting my tangled hair dangle freely. I looked at him. He looked like he was in deep though.

He seemed to notice because he turned his gaze towards me.

"What do you want?" He asked with impatience.

"Nothing.." I answered with my voice trailing off.

Jason's Point Of View

I couldn't help it but to stare into her hazel brown eyes. I had to admit, she's one of the most prettiest girls I've ever seen. She was beautiful. She's strong. She speaks her mind and she doesn't act like she's scared of me at all..well most of the time. I know I can't have her. I know I can't fall for her

"When am I going to eat?" She asked as she played with a piece of her hair.

"I'll tell you what. Get ready and I'll take you downstairs and cook for us" I suggested.

Nate was out doing stuff so it's couldn't hurt to bring her down. She seemed a little surprise by my responce. Guess she never expected me to bring her downstairs.

I pushed the blankets out of the way and stretched my arms over my head. I walked over to my dresser and got the clothes I was going to wear today. I heard Madison get out of bed and stared walking. I tuned to her.

"Can I take a shower in your washroom and mind if you spare me with new clothes?" She asked, biting her bottom lip.

"Yeah. Here." I answered back.

I went through my drawers and found a white t-shirt and some shorts that didn't fit me anymore. I also handed her a pair of socks.

"Thanks." She said, walking towards the bathroom and heard the door close.

Madison's Point Of View

I was surprised that Jason offered to go downstairs with him and let him cook for us. I always thought that I would be stuck in a cold, dark room waiting for my death to approach but I guess I was wrong. After Jason handed me the clothes, I went in the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I let the hot water run and I stripped from the clothing and threw it in the hamper. I got in the shower and started to soak myself with hot water. Hot showers have always calmed me down. I reached for a bar of soap and rubbed it all over my wet skin, making sure to lather the soap everywhere. After rinsing the soap, I picked out one of Jason's scented shampoos. I opened the lid and sniffed it. Mmm. It smelt so tropical. I squirted a bit to the palm of my hands and started massaging my hair and scalp with the sweet scent.

After all that, I rinse off my entire body and turned off the shower. I grabbed two towels. I wrapped the first one around my body and the second one, I wrapped around my hair.

I got out of the shower and dried off my entire body before slipping into Jason's clothes. Surprisingly they fit well. The shirt was fitted and the shorts were a little loose but overall they fitted well.

I slipped on Jason's ankle high socks.

I dried my hair and brushed it leaving it tangle free and silky. I opened the door to find Jason already changed into a grey t-shirt, over that his black half zipped hoodie, dark wash skinny jeans and of course, red supras.

"You take so long to get ready" he chuckled.

"I'm a girl. What do you expect?" I joked, sticking my tounge out at him. He smiled once again and he started his way downstairs. I followed behind him to the familiar kitchen. I sat down on one of the stools and watched Jason get a pack of uncooked bacon out of the fridge.

This is going to be exciting to watch. Jason is definatley not the type of guy who cooks. I was excited to know what the outcomes were.

I heard the bacon sizzling. I turned up to see Jason keeping a far distance making sure no hot oil would fly up and land on his skin. It was funny. America's Most Wanted scared of hot flying oil. Ha ha! Just to the thought of it made me giggle.

"What's so funny?" He asked, not taking his eyes off the bacon.

"The way you cook.." I said giggling again.

I heard him mumble words under his mouth. I bet he was swearing.

"Get the orane juice from the fride and pour two glasses" he demanded.

Without a responce, I slipped off the stool and grabbed two glasses from the counter top and went in the fridge for the orange juice. I poured it in until it was nearly at the top for both and sat back in my stool.

Jason came back with a plate of almost burnt bacon. He looked up at me and blushed a little. Aw! He's just too cute.

"I suck at cooking. Don't complain" he said.

"Ha ha! Don't worry. Maybe they'll taste as better as they look" I laughed.

He smiled at me. That moment, his smile was the most beautiful smile ever. It just complimants his face.

"Dig in" he said winking.

We both grabbed a piece of bacon and chewed it slowly making disgusted faces.

"Ew! Gross as fuck!" He shouted as he threw it back on the plate and took a huge gulp of his orange juice.even though I agreed, I didn't say anything to make him angry.

"Let's go. I'll take you to McDonalds. Drive Thru actually" he said.

He hopped off the stool and got his car keys. I I slipped into a random pair of sandals not wanting to bother Jason. It's just a drive thru. Not like I'll be getting out of the car.

I followed him outside to his car. He got in the driver's seat and I just sat in the passenger's seat next to him. He turned on the car and started to pull out of the parking lot.

The whole car ride was silent. I looked out the tinted windows and Jason just drove. I felt a halt. We were at the speaker box of McDonads.

"What do you want to order?" Jason quickly asked me.

"Just a cheese burger, large fries and an iced tea." I answered back.

I looked out the window as Jason ordered. Soon you know it he pulled up to the pick up window. The lady was just about to give him the food but she froze.

"ARERN"T YOU JASON MCCANN AND THE MISSING MADION!?"

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