Falling For The Badboy (Completed)

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

It's been weeks since Jamie took me, everyday he would come, beat me until I bled or pass out and then leaves again. He gets one of his minions to leave me food and water, I feel like an animal.

Sitting around, able to do nothing while Jamie beats me. He sometimes gets some men from his gang to beat me too.

I've lost all hope about me getting away-- I know sooner or later Jamie is going to kill me. He'll realise that Noah doesn't care and so he'll kill me so that I won't run off and tell the poilce.

I'm scared.

Every time I hear the door open, I cringed. Because I know what will happen next.

Does my family miss me? Probably not--- do the girls know? Do they even care? Probably not.

I have given up-- I don't fight anymore with Jamie.

I heard the door open and cringed in my seat as I heard his large footsteps near me.

"Open your eyes!" Jamie snapped as he smacked me.

I held my throbbing face as I opened my tired eyes.

"Noah still isn't here-- so I think we need to-- persuade him." Jamie looked behind him as another person walked into the cold room. "Skype him will you, Connor. I want him to see this."

Connor lifted his phone at Jamie when Noah answered.

I saw his face that looked like he hadn't slept. Once his eyes met mine they lighten up but then darken he must have seen the dried blood and bruises.

"Let her go Jamie." Noah warned.

"And why would I do that Noah? I have so much fun beating her. That's why I called, I thought you might want to see too." Jamie faced me as he fist connected with my nose. He punched me again making my nose and lip bleed.

"Jamie!" Noah snapped. Jamie pulled me off the chair and started kicking me in the ribs making me scream out in pain. I fell to the floor, gasping for air. Jamie reached for his back pocket and pulled out a knife.

"Jamie I swear to god I'll---" Noah was cut of by my cry. The knife ripped through my skin and dragged along my lower stomach. I screamed as he dragged the knife through more of my skin, my leg this time. Jamie wipped the knife of my blood and turned to Noah who couldn't do anything but watch.

"Better hurry, next time it'll be her throat." Jamie walked away laughing. My eyes felt so heavy, my hand went to my stomach I felt my warm blood ozzing out of me. My vision began to blur and I saw black dots.

This was the end for me...

****

I woke up and my head was throbbing. I looked around me and saw that I was still laying on the floor with my blood around me. I sat up slowly wincing at the pain of my stomach. 

"You should probably not move for a while..." A voice spoke suddenly making me jump, it was the Connor.

"Why are you still here?" I coughed out, sitting up slowly.

"You should be thanking me, I stitched where Jamie cut you." Connor said lifting my blood stained top up to show me and indeed it was.

"Why did you do it? Why didn't you help me?" I looked at my leg and that was also stitched up.

"Look-- i couldn't do anything with Jamie around. He would kill me-- literally. I don't want to be here either, but i'm here for my family. If I helped you or leftJamie would kill my family right in front of me." I looked at Connor, he must have been in his early 20s.