Hold Tight |Jason McCann|

Chapter 33

| Savanna |

My head felt heavy and I was almost certain that I had blood on my forehead from where he had hit me, reaching up and touching it was my fingers causing it to sting immensely as I looked at the blood on my fingers.

I was in the backseat of a car, laid out. My vision was blurred but as I tried to move, I heard the clinking of metal which made me look down at my feet to see one of my ankles were handcuffed to the handle of the door.

I look ahead of me to see a large figure driving the car, it took me a couple of seconds to realise it was AJ driving at what felt like top speed.

He glanced at me from the mirror before averting his eyes to the road again.

"I was hoping you'd be out longer," he paused as he made a sharp turn,

"It would have been easier" he ended as the car came to a holt.

"What do you want with me?" I questioned, stupidly expecting a response which was obviously not going to be given.

He simply got out of the car and second later, opened the door which was on the opposite side to me. Grabbing my leg and yanking me towards him, he took out keys from his pocket before unlocking the cuffs around my ankle. His hold was so rough and tight it only made me tremble with fear even more.

"Get out" He demanded, stepping aside as he expected me to comply. Instead, I moved backwards in attempt to leave the other side however he was quick to grab a hold of both of my legs before yanking them down, applying pressure to my bleeding wound making me whimper in pain.

He pulled me out of the car and threw me to the stone ground, I could feel the stones sinking in to my skin as I hit my already bleeding head further.

The pain could not get any worse.

"Stupid bitch" he muttered as he grabbed a hold of my hair and pulled me up and along with him. My vision was blurred as I tried fighting him, hoping to find his weakness so he'd let go but that was never going to happen. I noticed we had passed what looked like a pond and as we continued walking, he pushed me in to a house which stood tall ahead of us however, looked very old and damaged.

As I fell to the ground, I watched as he shut the door behind him making me crawl backwards. He towered above me before grabbing my legs and dragging me across the floor, the broken wood scraping against my skin and I could feel the splinters settling in.

"What the fuck? I thought you were gonna knock her out?"

Another voice?

I looked up to see a tall man approach me, he now stood next to AJ as they both towered over me. He had blue eyes and dark hair, I had never seen him before.

"Should never have ran away" He spoke, "just get her on the chair" He ordered the boy, who complied yanking me upwards before he sat me on a single chair in the middle of the room. I watched in fear, not wanting to move a muscle as I had seen how strong and fast he was. He knew too much.

The boy grabbed a hold of my arms and held them down as he used a rope to tie me bound to the chair, wrapping it around my upper body. By this time, my single shirt was so ripped there was no point in even wearing it anymore.

He then proceeded to tie both of my ankles to each leg of the chair, as if the ropes on my upper half weren't enough. Finally, he tied a cloth around my mouth, using it as a gag as tears streamed down my face.

What did they want from me and who was this man.

They both stood ahead of me before AJ crouched down to reach eye level. "I wish my boy was here to see you like this. The pain in his eyes would really make my day." He said, ending with an evil laugh.

"I would have let him give you one last kiss or whatever the fuck you two do... before I put you to sleep eh?"

My eyes widened, he wanted to kill me?

I whimpered as I felt his hand settle on my cheek making me try and move my head away, pushing myself further in to the chair.

"Why don't we just end this dad, she ain't worth nothing" Dad? Dad.

"Will you just shut the fuck up Alex, I'm doing this shit my way. After all the things that boy has put us through, this is what he deserves" AJ continued.

"Oh shhhh, don't cry sweetie... this'll all be over very soon I promise you" He said, tilting his head to the side as he pierced his eyes in to mine.

I was shaking with fear. I didn't want to die.

"Jason did an excellent job with you... pretty face, beautiful body, innocent mind, and best of all, the perfect support system for a sick boy like him" He ended, his voice sounding so much more serious towards the end as he began walking in front of me,

"He's twisted. He may have told you a lotta stories about me, but he probably left out the part where I almost had him institutionalised because of his chaotic behaviour as a kid," he paused, turning to look at me as I frowned.

"He was a demon child. And he is even worse now." The man, who I now knew of as Alex spoke up.

"And I warned him. The day he turned his back on me, I told him I'd come after everything that made him happy. For years, I found nothing that truly weakened his soul. That's until you came along" He spoke, approaching me again as he stared at me.

"You're his happiness. And damn does it feel good to take that away" he chuckled briefly closing his eyes.

"I bet he didn't tell you I was coming right?" He asked making me look at him with confusion.

"A couple months ago I made my mark. Letting him know I was back and I was going to do the worst... he knew that and yet bravely still let you walk around shopping with your friends every Friday at the mall or going to see your mother at her workplace every Tuesday night for dinner"

I was shocked as to how he knew this, but I was more shocked at the idea that Jason knew of this and didn't tell me.

"He probably didn't tell you to 'keep you safe' or whatever gay shit he says. But my guess is that's something you don't really hide in a relationship of a year" He shrugged.

He paused, lifting his hand running it down my hair and out of my face.

"He knew I was coming and still did a shit job at protecting you..." he paused,

"That's the sick Jason McCann I raised"