y/n :
What does he mean by leaving the country?
I sat down in my room, leaning down on my bed facing the wall slowly thinking of -
" the cops will arrive in 5 minutes, I'll be waiting in the car" he exclaimed closing The door harshly.
I brought my hands up squeezing my eyes shot.
Probably if I did everything Slow, the cops may get to us before they even leave.
But, why do I have this tingling feeling in my heart whenever I mention Jason geeting arrested .
Before they even get him going to jail, they are going to torture him, hurt him, and probably use those electric tools while they interview him, for truth . And that would only happen because me.
To the one I love.
I don't want him to be hurt.
Suddenly I felt the bed shifts and someone carrying me on their Shoulders.
I flinched opening my eyes noticing the wings tattoo behind his neck.
I traced them slowly with my fingers.
" don't think I have forgiven you yet" he exclaimed putting me down.
" you don't even know what that did to me" he cupped my face moving it toward him.
" I freed your friend, now free your heart for me".
" 30 seconds" we heard Jaden explain before everyone rushed out of the door.
Jason went down the stairs , not once did he look behind him.
I followed him to his car and settled in the back seat while maejor went in the front.
I wrapped myself around the blanket and looked out of the window, watching as he fastened his seat belt while keeping another hand on the wheel.
I leaned grabbing it from his hand and blocking it.
" oh" both of them were so surprised.
I just ignored the commentary and slept for the entire ride, or at least I tried.
I don't want to leave the country.
I have my family here, and I won't be able to run away anymore.
Then I remembered when both of me and my parents went to Paris, France the last two weeks.
It was so lovely how they missed me, and how my dad apologized for having Andra do what she had to do for me to be safe , but now he knows way better.
I think by now they have already told my dad about today, and his now freaking out.
I wonder how mom is?
Most importantly, where's Andra now, and how is she?
The car stopped making me flinch.
I looked around to see the gaz station, then back at Jason who was staring at me.
