Ms. Popular's Secret

Chapter 14

Jill's P. O. V

I couldn't wait for Dylan to come and get me. I was worried that I'd have to go back to live with my father. I don't know if it was my mind playing tricks on me but I swear that I saw him visit a few times. It was around 1pm and the doctor came in to do a check up before I was discharged. When he left the nurse came in with some medication and she told me that my ride was here. I quickly swallowed the pill and the nurse left. I sat on the bed waiting for Dylan to come. I had a wide bright smile on my face but it soon disappeared when I saw who was at the door.

"Well well well look who finally decided to get out of that coma. I kind of hoped you'd die but then again I need you." He smirked.

"Why are you here Marcus!!" I shouted angrily.

" Don't you dare raise your voice at me!!" he said while grabbing onto my hair.

I gasped in pain. "Let go pl-please." I begged.

"Listen here little girl you are going to come back home with me and you'll walk out of this room with a smile got it?"

I simply nodded. Marcus grabbed my bag and we went to the reception area where he signed my discharge papers. I was hoping that Dylan would be here to save me in time but the chances of that are slim since Marcus forced me into the car. The drive home was quiet. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to escape so bad but I knew that would get me into lots of trouble. I closed my eyes and I rested my head on the car window with tears silently falling from my cheeks. Marcus stopped at the gas station and he warned me not to do anything stupid. I needed to escape. I looked inside the store where Marcus had entered and I saw that he was grabbing some beer out of the fridge. I took this as my opportunity to run. I saw a car parked lower down the gas station and I ran towards it. I knocked on the car window waiting for the man to open up.

"Sir please please please I need your help. I'm being kidnapped please help," I begged.

"Who kidnapped you?" the man asked not sounding to convinced.

"My Father" I said.

He laughed. "Get in."

I was relived. Finally I was saved. I felt so relieved. The man was still parked at the side of the road and I wanted him to drive so I can escape Marcus but I didn't want to be rude. The man took out his phone and he began texting. I sighed as I laid flat down on the seat in hopes that Marcus would drive right pass us. Two minutes later I heard a vehicle stop next to us and I heard Marcus's voice. My heart started pounding and I was petrified.

"Where is she?" Marcus asked.

I was hoping and praying that the man would not say anything but it looks like luck wasn't on my side today.

"She's in the back."

Marcus opened the door and he forcefully pulled me out of the car and pushed me into his.

"Thanks Don. See you at work tomorrow."

Now I knew that I would be in lots of trouble. The car ride was silent but Marcus's face was deadly. As soon as we got home Marcus pushed me out of the car and he grabbed my hair as he made his way to the living room forcefully pulling him along with me. He grabbed a rope and he began to tie me.

"Please Please stop I'm sorry!!!" I screamed, but Marcus didn't care. I screamed once more and he slapped me. I haven't felt that kind of pain in a while. Every time I tried to fight back I received a punch, slap or kick. When Marcus successfully tied me up he carried me upstairs. I thought he was taking me to my room but it looks like he had other plans. Marcus brought me to the attic and he taped my mouth and he kicked me once more.The pain was becoming unbearable.

"That's what you get for trying to kill yourself you idiot. Don't you understand that I need you. If you're going to die I'll be the one to kill you.Got it."

I've never seen Marcus so angry before and in all honesty it scared me so I simply nodded. Marcus went downstairs and he left me alone in the attic. Tied up and helpless. I wish I was at the hospital right now. I just want to be anywhere but here. My eyes felt heavy and I soon fell into a deep slumber.

I woke up to the sound of someone calling my name. When I opened my eyes I saw that it was Dylan. Saying I was happy would be an understatement. Dylan removed the tape from my mouth and he untied me.

"Common let's get out of here," He said.

"Is Marcus downstairs?"I asked.

"No but he should be back any minute. It took me ages to find you."

Dylan and I slowly made our way down from the attic. When I noticed that we were next to my bedroom I rushed inside.

"Jill what are you doing? We have to go right now."

"I'm going to get my favorite hoodie. I'll be quick."

Dylan sighed. I was rummaging through my closet when I finally found it and I put it on. I went back to meet Dylan and we were about to leave when I heard the front door close. Dylan and I froze in our tracks. Oh no we were caught. Dylan quickly pulled me with him towards the bathroom in my bedroom. When we heard Marcus call my name while going up to the attic we quickly but quietly made our way downstairs. When I was about to unlock the front door I breathed a sigh of relief.

"DON'T MOVE!!"  Marcus shouted.

Right now I had two options. We run or we just give up. I looked at Dylan for an answer but he slightly shook his head. We both turned around slowly. Dylan grabbed onto my hand.

"Let go of her hand or I'll shoot!!!"Marcus screamed as he took out his gun from his pocket.

My heart stopped and I didn't know what to do. Dylan looked at me and he let go of my hand. Marcus took that opportunity to grab me and he placed the gun on my forehead.

"Take one step and I'll shoot her."

I know Dylan was scared but he refused to show Marcus that he was affecting him.

Marcus laughed at Dylan and he said."You're pathetic just like your mother."

At this point Dylan was furious. Marcus pulled me over to the kitchen with his gun still pointing at Dylan. His eyes left Dylan while he searched for a rope in the kitchen cupboard. As if in slow motion Dylan run to get a knife which was laying on the table and he forcefully stabbed Marcus in his shoulder. Marcus screamed and he fell on his knees letting go of me in the process.

Dylan grabbed my hand and we quickly ran outside. I tripped on my shoe lace and I fell hard on the ground. Dylan abruptly stopped.

"Are you okay?" Dylan asked.

"My leg hurts really bad but please go on before Marcus comes out to get us. I'm used to his abuse I can handle it but please just go."

"I'm not living you." Dylan said as he held my waist for support. I wrapped my arms around his neck and I was limping towards his car when suddenly I heard the front door. Tears were streaming down my face and fear was taking over me.

"YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!!!" Marcus screamed and with that I heard a gun shot echo through my neighborhood.