𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 || 𝐳.𝐝.𝐡.

Chapter 21

Jasmine P.O.V

"Well hello, Jasmine. It's been a while." Michael.

"What do you want, Michael?" I asked, trying to break free from the chains.

He laughed.

"You should know what I want. Besides, I always get what I want."

He stepped closer to me, and bent down. I looked away, and he forcefully grabbed my chin.

"You better look at me when I'm talking to you. Now, you get punished."

He pushed me back against the wall, hurting my head badly. I tried my best to break out the chains, but they were too hard. He then leaned in to kiss me, while trying to raise up my shirt. I kept moving away, until he came closer...closer...DING!

I woke to another sound of my phone. I just knew it was my friends texting me and trying to call me. But I couldn't let them get hurt. They meant to much to me. I slid down into my spot on the cold hard floor, the chains hurting my wrist. I looked at my scared legs, which were bleeding with cuts, scars, and bruises. Just then, he came in.

"Enjoying your little pity party, Jasmine?" He said, while walking towards me.

"Your n-not gonna get a-away with t-this, M-M-Michael. I-I'm not going to l-let you," I said, feeling the tears fall down. 

He laughed, and grabbed a long, hard, thin whip.

I gulped, and my throat got dry.

"Don't be so sure of that, little girl. Your friends don't care about you, and they'll never find you. Your gonna be forced to love me, because I'm all you have. Your just a ugly, miserable, slut."

He took a step toward me with the whip, and I stood up, my legs wobbling a lot. The blood and puss was so sticky when I pressed my legs together, and I felt so alone. 

I guess this is how it was meant to be. I die, here. Or even If I don't, I'll be forced to love Michael again. I'll be under his power, and everyone will forget about me. I'm such a loser. I should've just stayed where I was, or took someone with me. I should've spent my last moments with Zach. Because he was the one I loved.

Just as I turned around, I heard a loud BANG! Michael dropped the whip, and ran to where it was coming from. I took this moment to try to escape. I yanked on the chain, hard, and it came off. My skin peeled off, due to the grip of the chain. There was a ring of blood on my wrist, and I reached for the key and unlocked the other. Your probably wondering why it was so close to me. Well, he keeps it near me to tease me. To make me believe I can't get out of his traps. And games.

After I got out, I snatched up my phone and started to head for the emergency exit, when I heard Zach's voice. Was he here to save me? Maybe I shouldn't have given up. His voice kinds startled me. And it wasn't pleasant.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS JASMINE!?"

Zach's P.O.V.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS JASMINE?!" I yelled, holding out the stick pole I found.

"You'll never find her." He smirked, evilly.

Just as I was about to lose it and give up hope, Jasmine appeared in the doorway, holding a whip. The way she looked tore me to pieces. Her shirt was covered in blood with rips in it, and her legs were sticky from puss and blood, and there were all kinds of scars and bruises. I honestly wanted to cry, but I had to stay strong. For her.

"Looks like you were wrong, Michael," she suddenly said, and he turned around.

I smirked at her, and she smiled that beautiful smile. Gawd, I wish she was mine.

She hit him multiple times with stick, and he fell to the ground. She kept going, and Corbyn ran over there to stop her. He held her, although she was still trying to hit him. Tears streaked her face, and I heard the sound of sirens and the police. She broke down in Corbyn's arms, and it cut my heart into a million pieces. 

We all walked outside, and were immediatley greeted by the police.

"We got a call from this building. Could you please explain what happened here, sir?" The policeman said, and Jonah took over.

I walked over to where Jasmine was, but she was no longer standing there with Corbyn. 

Then that's when I saw it.

She was inside of the ambulance.

Because of me.

I wasn't there to protect her. I wasn't there when she needed someone. And so what if she was only going to get her phone?! I should've went so nothing bad would happen. This is my fault.

After Jonah was finished talking to the officer, he came up to me.

"Bro, are you good?"

I pointed to the ambulance that Jasmine was in, which it was now on it's way to the hospital.

"C-Can we please drive there? I need her."

"Of course, dude."

Me, Jack, Daniel, and Jonah all got in the car, where the girls were already.

"P-Please hurry up, m-my Twin is in that place," Gabbie said, crying into Jack's shirt.

The way Jack held Gabbie, was the way I wanted to hold Jasmine. And I don't care how many times I say it.

I love Jasmine.

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We made it there, the whole drive being silent. As we got out, my heart felt heavier than the weights I tried to left that one time, and it bumped my head. (Have you guys seen that video💀😂?) 

I ran inside, and went to the clerk.

"Hello, I'm here to see Jasmine Holley."

"Are you a relative, sir?"

"No, I'm her-"

"Boyfriend." Jack.

"Okay, she's in room C-32, on the third floor, and I recommend you take the elevator."

"Okay, thank you, ma'am."

I gave Jack the thumbs up sign, and dashed to the elevator.

Yes, I'm deathly afraid of them. I couldn't stand them! But I had to do it.

For Jasmine.

Slowly but surely, that escalator arrived to the third floor. I looked around, before spotting room C-32, and I dashed over to it. I hesitantly opened the door, and that's when I saw her.

She was hooked up to an IV thingy, and she had all kinds of tubes attached to her. Even though she still had the bruise marks and cut scars, she still looked like an angel. I walked over to her, a tear slipping down my face.

I grabbed her hand, and sat in the chair.

"For years, I've been searching for that one special girl," I began. "And then you came along. Your such a beautiful girl, and you make me smile so much. It's really hard not to be in a good mood when you are around. I mean whenever I look at your angelic face, I think, 'Wow, God was showing off when He made you.' I wouldn't trade you for the world, no matter how pretty another girl is. Because it's not just about the outside; It's about the inside. And I would walk, I'd run, I'd even learn to fly, just to see you smile. I had such a hard time saying those eight letters to the perfect girl, and I finally found who I needed to say them to. So, Jasmine Michelle Holley, I'm saying these eight letters to you. I love you."

I felt her squeeze my hand, and whipser to me,

"I love you too."

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-OMG, THIS WAS TOO CUTE FOR ME😳😩! Zach finally said those eight letters, what do you think about that😌? Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, I worked hard on it to make this entertaining for youuuu.💓 Don't forget to like, comment, and share this story. Thank uu very much for all your love and support💘🥰️! Enjoy, babiesss💖.

~Lilly😵