My depression began to take over my thoughts, as I sat in that yellow chair, the one that sits on the other side of the table, in that empty room all alone in my thoughts...Why did this happen to me? Dear god please tell me something give me hope, tell me why you picked me, please...
"Josalie, can you tell me his hair color?" The police officer asked me, trying to get a picture of what he looked like,
"Um...it was...um..." I stared at the table just thinking...though I wasn't really thinking my mind was empty I was just pretending to think because I was afraid that if I thought my depression would take over my mind. Again.
"Okay, I think we can rap this up," I faintly heard the officer say, "I can't really Identify him but we can try again later, or are you ready to leave? Your brother is waiting outside to take you home." as soon as those words left his mouth, an instant wall of fear came over me.
"We're ready for her." I heard an all to familiar, young, chirpy voice speak. I threw my head up, only to end up experiencing a pain that I have never felt before, betrayal, hurt, distrust, and anger all in one big fat ass bunch.
"Are you ready Josie?" Forb questioned, stepping into the room.
"No, um I don't think it wo-" I was rudely interrupted during my sentence. "You don't have a choice sis, dad's orders." Forb said along with a slightly frightening giggle. "We'll contact you as soon as we find her kidnapper." The officer affirmed. "Thanks again sir." Forb kindly thanks the officer before grabbing my wrist and leading me out the room. "Let me go!" I firmly spoke through gritted teeth as soon as we were out of the room.
"Sorry, no can do," Forb smiled, "but I strongly suggest that you think before your actions, or you'd be in a lot more trouble."
"Like I care, I already want to die...I'm counting down the days until he kills me like all the rest of his victims." I spoke, knowing those words would slowly eat away at him.
"Trust me sis, he isn't killing you anytime soon so...don't get your hopes up, Okay?" He spat at me while driving down a really dark rode that I couldn't recognize. He seemed frustrated at my comment, I know he felt guilty for what he is doing to me, I saw him glance over at my wrist. I quickly moved so my fresh cuts weren't noticeable, I swear he saw them though.
"Josie, why are you still doing that? You promised me you'd stop."
"I lied."
"Why do you still do that to yourself?" As he said those words I could feel his hurt, I used to hurt myself when I was a little girl...I felt like nobody ever noticed me, like I was invisible and I tried to kill myself because everyone thought I was crazy...but then this lady I never even met told me something, she said "Smile." And that's it. I realized that it wasn't worth it, and anyone who treated me wrong, wasn't worth my time. I told my brother about what I did to myself and he helped me stop, I thought he loved me. I guess not.
"Why do you care?"
"Because I'm your older brother and I care about you."
"You're not my bother, you're some psycho! And you don't care about me, if you did you wouldn't be leaving me here with a criminal!" I know that hit him. "What did I do to make you hate me so much?!" I cried. By this time we were already at Justin's house, I dreaded having to look at those oh so beautiful psychotic eyes.
"Josalie!" Forb sternly spoke as he slammed his door. I got out on the other side and, tried to make a run for it. He quickly caught up to me, grabbing me by the waist, as I sank down to my knees sobbing. Forb knelt down before me, my body laid out on the ground, I didn't care if it was dirty...I didn't care at all, I just wanted to go home. But I knew that wasn't going to happen. So I just cried my eyes out.
"Lovely, hey I'm here..." I heard Justin say as I began to regain my strength. "Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" I screamed, fighting his touch.
Justin's POV:
"Hey, Josalie I'm not going to hurt you. You are safe with me." I whispered to her, slightly calming her down, though her fragile body still shook in my arms with out of control breathing. "Let me go..." she whimpered. I couldn't handle this she was in pain, it physically hurt me, nobody ever made me feel like this. not even Karina...
As we reached my bedroom I gently set her down on my bed, I grabbed her wrist but she refused to let me see, "Please..." I begged, I looked in her eyes and saw only sadness. she relaxed and I scanned my eyes over her scars, there were so many fresh ones. I felt a tear fall down my face. "Why do you do this to yourself?" I asked her looking in her eyes. "...Because nobody loves me." she whispered. "I love you." I sternly spoke, gripping her wrist. "No you don't." she barely got out as tears fell from her eyes. "How could you? If you loved me, you'd let me go home. You wouldn't hurt me."
"You can't do this to yourself anymore." I firmly stated.
"Why should it be okay for you to hurt me, but I can't hurt myself?" she questioned. I grabbed her wrist again, this time a lot more gentle.
"I promise, to never hurt you if you stop hurting yourself." I let tears fall from my eyes once again. I brought my lips to her wrist, slowly pressing them against her cuts. She closed her eyes and let her tears flood. "I'm sorry Josalie, I really am." I hated how she could make me so week, but in this moment, I couldn't help it,
"So then why do you treat me this way?"
"It's who I am." I replied, she looked at me with sympathy...
"Then change." she said. Those words hit me like a ton of bricks.
"Y-you should get some sleep, Lovely. I have some things to handle."
"Okay..." she laid down in the bed as I put the comforter over her, turning out the light as well. I began to close the door "Justin..." I heard her soft voice speak, "Yes?"
"Wha-what's my punishment?"
"Um...We'll see, get some sleep." I shut the door. and quickly went downstairs, noticing Forb was on the couch with his hands covering his face. "Where's Elena?" I asked grabbing a glass, I filled it with water and joined him on the couch.
"Upstairs, she fell asleep." he whispered.
"What going on with you?" I asked concerned. "It's Josalie, some things she said to me in the car and..."
"Her wrist?"
"Yeah...she's my sister and I hate to see her suffer like this..." He cried taking his hands from his face.
"I know, but you know that I'm not going to hurt her." I assured him.
"Do I?" he looked up at me, questioning me.
"I love her, with everything in me Forb." He just giggled. "What is funny?" I asked him, getting a little irritated.
"Nothing, it's just you said that exact thing about Karina, and where is she now? Dead." he said, raising his voice.
"This is different, no one has ever made me feel...vulnerable."
"I just want her to be okay. Okay?"
"Alright man."
Josalie...
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"Number 27"
Romance"What number am I?" I whispered a question hoping Justin would give me a truthful answer. He put his hand out for me to take but I refused it. "Come here, sweetheart." Annoyance was clear in his voice but he tried to be as sweet as possible. I took...
