Handcuffed

Chapter 15

Jordan's POV

I'm lost.

One minute I was following a path I found that lead into the woods, the next I hear a bush rustle and run away. Now I've lost the path and my location. Why did I do this to myself? 

Because you can't except the truth.

I shook my head, my dad does love me. He does, he just isn't mentally well. Besides, even if he didn't love me, Alex shouldn't be the one to tell me. He shouldn't put his nose places where it shouldn't be. His, well-sculpted nose, that has the same flawless skin that his hand had when we were holding han--No! Focus Jordan! I am lost in the woods, I don't have time to be thinking about Alex's flawless, soft, smoo--No!

"Great, I'm lost and already showing signs of insanity," I mumbled. I kept walking slowing my pace down as the sun began to set, "I need to find a place to wait out tonight."

I looked around only seeing trees as far as the eye can see. I sighed and wished that I wore some warmer clothes, fall was coming and nights have been getting colder. I could see my breath as I tried to warm my hand. I had a few choices, I could wait the night out in a tree or on the ground, or I could keep walking and hope to find someone or something that can help me. Honestly, none of them sounded appealing. I decided to keep walking but at a slower pace.

As time passed on, my mind began to wander. At first, I was thinking about how my life used to be with my mom. Then it shifted to Lily's death, how my dad changed, those bloody handcuffs, and lastly to Alex. Alex. Alex has and will forever be a mystery to me, I don't know how or what I feel for him. 

"Stop it Jordan, you need to stay focused. You are lost, alone, and cold at night," I shook my head and looked forward again. 

It felt like I had been walking for hours, I didn't have a phone or any way of contacting anyone. I stopped walking and leaned against a tree, I felt the tears start to gather in my eyes. I sank to the ground and tucked my knees into my chest. No one's gonna find me. 

I let the tears fall down my face, not paying attention to the sound of leaves and sticks breaking.

Alex's POV

"Jordan's missing."

Missing

Missing

Missing

That's all that was repeating in my head. 

Missing

Missing

How? She was just with me, she couldn't have gotten that far...right?

Missing

No, not Jordan. They're messing with me, she came in and told them that I upset her. She's upstairs in her room.

I bolt upstairs, trying to find the way to her room. I could see my vision getting blurry, whether it's from tears or the lack of oxygen, I don't know. I found the door that I had gone through this morning when I snuck in to see Jordan. I push the door open hoping to see Jordan's figure either on the bed or by the window.

When I walked in, I saw something on the bed. I walked over, it was a note. I read it

To whoever is reading this (Hopefully Blake),

I'm a bit disappointed that I didn't find what I was looking for when I came here, but I'm glad to know that my prey is still out there. I can't wait to hunt her, she will look lovely 6ft under with the rest of her family. By morning the only thing found with be a piece of hair I so graciously left, but the owner of the hair will be with me. Tortured until her body gives out and is slowly killed. 

Hope Jay is glad to see me.

Sincerely,

GP

A million thoughts ran through my head as I reread the note several times. Who is GP? Why did they call her Jay? Why is this specified for Blake?

I quickly ran downstairs to the others with the note in hand, "Guys! We have a problem!"

Kells and Joe are trying to hold Blake back while Jake is standing off to the side looking worried. Blake suddenly freezes and turns to me, his eyes glaring at me, "We have a problem?! We have a problem?! Jordan has been missing for god knows how long and you're just now saying we have a problem?!" 

I stare him dead in the eyes, "I know but the problem has gotten worse."

I hand him the note while the others cautiously read it over Blake's shoulders. I could tell when they finished because their eyes moved right back to the top to reread the note as I did. Kells was the first one to speak.

"See Blake, this is why you should've kept your fatass mouth shut about her. Now she is being hunted down by Gavin!" She yelled. 

Blake's hands were shaking, from fear or anger, I don't know. He looked back at her and his eyes and figure suddenly deflated, "I know, I know I shouldn't have. I don't know what I was thinking, I'm sorry. I just want to find her and make things right."

"Sorry to butt in but who is Gavin?" I asked.

They all exchanged looks before Jake answered.

"Gavin is part of one of the top gangs that Travis and Blake angered at a bar."

"But Gavin called Jordan Jay in the note, she said that only two people called her that. Her sister and someone from a summer camp I think."

Blake began to pace around the room while Kells seemed to be mumbling, "What if he knew Jordan when they were younger and that's why he reacted the way he did when he heard Blake and Travis talking about her..."

Blake suddenly stopped, "That's it!"

We all turned toward him, waiting for him to explain his revelation.

"If he called her Jay and is this supposed 'childhood friend'," I felt myself start to growl when I heard that. "And got somewhat mad about me and Travis talking about her, then that means that he still cares about her. Even if it's just a little bit, and that means that he won't be as eager to torture or kill her meaning we have more time to save her."

If that was supposed to comfort me, it didn't really work.

Joe finally spoke up, "But what about his dad?"

Suddenly all the hope and planning that had been showing on Blake's face disappeared, "Shit, you're right. Jordan won't stand a chance against him."

"I don't understand the problem, who's his dad?" I asked.

As Travis spoke, I could feel my conscience start to fade leaving only what he said echoing in my head as I pass out on the floor.

"His dad is Henry Pierce."