The Target -Jason McCann (currently updating)

Pshyco

Taylor

I opened my eyes slowly trying to reconnect of what had just happened. Without moving I tried to see where I was. I was on a comfortable queen sized bed, tucked in the blankets. This room wasn't that bad. It seemed to me that it was a girls room. Not sure who's though. I had no idea of the time but it was quite bright out from the sunshine going through the windows.

A knock was heard from the door and before I could even speak a head popped out. It was Jason. I got up quickly and was startled. He was a psycho. Who knew what he would do to me.

"Shh, calm down I'm not going to hurt you." He said very calmly.

"Stay back please!" I screeched getting teary eyed.

"Please just believe me." He started walking in the room slowly to sit on the bed.

I said nothing but tried to catch my breath.

"Look Taylor, I didn't mean to hurt you." I didn't respond to anything, I was in shock as to where I was. My parents are probably looking for me.

"I'll let you get situated here, there's breakfast downstairs if you would like any." He said getting up and heading for the door.

I couldn't even think of eating at a terrifying time like this. I layed in bed for who knows how long, crying for a very long time.

Why would he be so sick to do this to me? Why was he being so nice to me right now?

After a while of thinking I decided to finally get up. I needed to get out of here.

Jason

After talking to Taylor I felt horrible that I had taken her away from her family like that. But I had to.

I went downstairs to sit with my boys.

"Hey man!" Cam shouted while I was still walking down the stairs.

"What's up?" I asked.

Cam has been one of my brothers since childhood. His parents were drug addicts and left him in a foster home. The same foster home I met him in. Then one day we decided to run away and never come back. Cam is also good with guns, he always shoots right in between the eyes.

Then there were Carter and Brody, brothers. I found them homeless and begging for money. I had to bring them with me. These two guys had the muscles of the group. They could punch anyone who comes their way.

"What are you gonna do about that girl?" He asked.

"Who, Taylor? I got it all under control." I smirked.

Then all of a sudden we heard a loud bang from upstairs.

"Seriously?" I yelled.

We all ran upstairs to where Taylor was.

"Yeah, you got in all under control." Cam said sarcastically.

"Shut up." I said.

I tried opening the door, but it was locked.

"Oh you're going to play this little game Taylor?" I yelled as I kicked the door down with my foot.

Taylor

The window! There was no bars or alarms to the house. I laughed.

"Not so smart there Jason." I said sarcastically.

I didn't hesitate to get this window open. Once it was open I started shaking, hoping Jason wouldn't come up. Before anything I turned around and went back to the door to lock it.

I ran back and put one foot out the window.

"Fuçk!" I spat out.

There was a long way down and I knew that if I were to jump I wouldn't make it.

All of the sudden I could hear Jason coming up the stairs. I was screwed. I ran to the quickest hiding spot so he would think I escaped.

Before he kicked the door down I hid under the bed. I was so nervous I couldn't think so the bed was the closest.

I put my hand over my mouth so he wouldn't hear me breathe so loud. I saw his footsteps with others as well. I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed that he wouldn't look under the bed.

"Check everywhere! The bathroom, closet! Everywhere! She couldn't have escaped!" He yelled.

I was hiding under the bed for about two minutes and they finally gave up.

"We can't find her." One guy said.

"I checked everywhere." The other voice spoke.

"Alright, lets look for her somewhere else." Jason spoke.

They all left out the door, but I only saw three people who left the room. I looked around. It was quiet.

It seemed like no one was in the room. For a moment I peeked and no one was there.

Until Jason lifted the bed and pushed it out of the way.

"Get up!" He yelled. His face was like a red tomato.

He was furious. I quickly got up and looked at him.

"I'm sorry, please don't hurt me!"

He pushed me up against the wall and got out a gun from behind his back. He held it to my head and I knew this was it.

"Jason . . . please." I said while tears started to roll down my cheeks.

He looked at me straight in the eyes and it's like I could see through him. I could tell he had gone through alot in life. And I needed to be there for him.

What am I saying? He's a fuçking criminal for crying out loud. He was so cold hearted I couldn't even be his friend.

He grabbed my face and slapped me, then he put the gun down.

"Don't you ever leave this house again, because if you do I'll be right behind you, no matter what." He yelled.

He stepped back and I fell to the floor. "Why Jason? Why are you doing this to me! Tell me, why me?!" I screamed.

He got down on his knees and grabbed me to pull me closer to him.

"You really wanna know why?" He whispered and whipped my tears.

"Yes. . ."

What could possibly be going through his head by kidnapping me?

Eventually he's going to kill me! There's no other way. But then these words escaped his mouth.

"I'm madly in love with you Taylor Marie."