It's YOUR fault-(Cimorelli story)

Chapter 46 - Escape?

Lisa's POV

I bit into my lip harder as the pain of my broken leg intensified. It was hard to keep track of time down here, I didn't even have my phone because I left it in the car. It had to had  been at least an hour of me being down here by now, making it around 7pm. And I was so worried about him, what if Jason hurt him. He must've done something to Isaac otherwise we'd be out of here by now. Lauren seemed to be coming around again. She's constantly been slipping in and out of consciousness. 

"H-hey baby," I said quietly. She was slumped to my side, she couldn't even lift her head off of my shoulder. 

"They'll be here any second now, you just hold on okay?" I said, my voice shaking.

"I'm c-cold," she murmured. I gently lifted her head and she leaned it against the wall instead, then I quickly took of my jacket, leaving me in my shirt and denim skirt. I use it as a blanket and put it over the front of her as best as I could. Her head falls back onto my shoulder and then she whispers something that makes me freeze in horror.

"Am I going to die?" Her eyes were closed again. I looked down at her. 

"N-no, no." I said, "Don't say that Lauren. You're going to be just fine, okay?"

"But it h-hurts," she whimpers. My heart breaks and I tighten my hold on her hand and kiss her head.

"I know baby, I know but they're on their way a-and you're going to be fine." I reassured. Lauren passed out again after this, I tried to keep her awake but she couldn't do it. I was left with my thoughts once again. And I couldn't help but wonder, were Christina and the others really on their way?

Jason's POV

I was scared I was going to get found out. I didn't know what else to do. So I called my brother. We were never close but he always helped when I needed it. He's always been pulling me out of trouble. We didn't look remotely similar; his hair was dark, mine was light. He's big and muscular whereas I'm more lean but we're still the same height. Tattoos snaked their way up both his arms and presumably across his chest. Our eyes were our only similarity, both green. And our personalities were similar too; dark, as some would describe. His muscular body sat opposite mine, his hands covering his face. He finally looked up.

"So let me get this straight," he spoke, voice gruff, "These two girls were saying you raped them so you kidnapped them. You murdered one of them and then killed another girl who was going to grass you up, you now have another girl in your basement and an unconscious guy in your closet. And now you think more are coming." I nodded my head, avoiding eye contact. 

"Jesus Jason," He muttered, running a hand over his short beard, "You really got yourself into some deep shit here, you know that? How the hell am I supposed to pull you out of this one." 

"P-please Joe, you gotta help me I don't know what else to do," I said fearfully. He took a swig of his beer and then glared at me. 

"Fine," he huffed, "Let's go, we need to get out of this place and you have to leave everything and just go." I looked around nervously.

"And what, we just leave them here?" I said, referring to Lauren, her sister and Isaac. 

"Yes," He growled, "You don't really have many options here, Jason, just on case you haven't noticed!" I nodded my head quickly and followed him to the door. The door opened. Kyle stood in the doorway. An expression beyond pissed painted on to his face.

"Going somewhere," He spoke, through gritted teeth.

Christina's POV

We neared the cabin and parked a while a way so we wouldn't be spotted. Kyle had called the police and said they were on their way. But they wouldn't be her till later, the nearest police station to this place was miles away. I had also informed Dani, Katherine and Amy of what was going on and told them to sit tight. Dani hated that idea but Lexie managed to convince her.