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After seeing that women, I couldn't get her out of my mind. The horrifying look on her face, it was true fear.
I still feel her touch on me, my skin grew goosebumps. I sighed in frustration and sat up from the couch I was resting on.

"Jeff shouldn't Ben be here by now, it's been over an hour." I say.

"Yeah, he should. I sure hope he's just taking his sweet time." Jeff mumbles, pulling back the curtains covering the window.

"I'm sure he's fine, if he needed help he would've shown it by now. He's a tough kid." Jeff adds, I started to feel a bit of relief but I was still overall worried.

I didn't get a grip of the situation until I actually began thinking about where I was, who I was, who I was with.

This all feels like a fever dream, none of this feels real in the slightest. I let my hand travel to my arm and I began pinching my skin tightly, closing my eyes and telling myself it was just a dream.

After a few minutes of murmuring my chantings, I finally opened my eyes. Everything was still the same.

"Damnit.." I say.

"Still think it's a dream?" Jeff asks.

I ignored him and his presence beside me, I was trying to focus on my state of mind. Let's see what I remember, I was drugged, I did hit my head I'm sure how hard though.
I was placed somewhere and that's all I remember, I woke up somewhere I didn't know the next day.

Maybe I'm still close to the house I went to for that god forsaken party, but if I go back they will probably hurt me.
There is no win in the situation, I could get lost, hurt, killed.

There is literally nothing I can do, I feel so helpless. I'm surrounded by death.

"There's no way out." I murmur.

"Huh?" Jeff asks.

"Nothing." I growl back, I feel like the air in this room suddenly left. My body began to feel like it's being crushed.

"I-I need air!" I suddenly say, I tried making my way to the door.

"Well w-wait!" He stuttered, struggling to put his shoes on quickly.

I watched as he attempted to shove his feet in his shoes, he tried to untie the shoes but ended up making the knot tighter.
Sighing, Jeff continued to try and put them on.

"Just leave your shoes off!" I say, feeling impatient.

Jeff stands up, his feet were entirely in his shoes. The back of his foot stuck out of the shoe. I rolled my eyes and opened the front door.
The cold afternoon air struck me, I took a few more steps before noticing a porch swing. I took the liberty of sitting down on it, a few moments later Jeff joined me with his shoes put on correctly.

"You don't need to be out here with me, I'm not gonna try and run away. I know I won't make it far, even if I do. There's no where for me to go. I'm sure they took my car." I admit.

Jeff went stiff, then didn't answer me for a few minutes.

"That's not the only reason." He mumbles.

I didn't want to ask what the other reasons were, I wanted to be out here by myself but I guess Jeff will have to be out with me to make himself feel better.

"You get anxiety very easily." He says.

I furrow my eyebrows.
"So?"

"I mean,usually when someone gets so much anxiety like that it's means they're stressed out to an extreme amount."

"Yes I am stressed out." Does he seriously not see WHY I'm stressed out?

"You wanna know why I'm stressed out?" I say.

I don't let him respond I continue to rant.
"I went to a party thinking I was hanging out with my friend, turns out her and that whole group tried fucking killing me! Then, I suddenly wake up beaten up and confused in the middle of nowhere with no purse, keys, and an idea on how to get back to my car. Then I meet these two goddamn weirdos, who decide to bring me to a house and I get chased by one of them. So yeah I'm pretty fucking stressed Jeff!"

It was silent after that, not wanting to look at Jeff's expression I kept my head low, I was clearly pissed off and he was clearly in his own head.
I just wish he would kinda say at least something, anything really.

"I'd help you go home but, it would be too dangerous. You could go to the police and I can't risk that, and you can't convince me either."

Home. God, I really miss home.

"I had a cat." I said, scratching at the hanging skin on my fingers.

"I had a close neighbor." I say.

"I'm supposed to babysit my sisters kid next week!" I curse.

"My whole life is ruined, I just want to go home. If anything I'd call the police on the people who actually hurt me. You haven't hurt me." I finish saying.

"You can't convince me.." he mutters.

"You can't convince me.." he says again, it's like he's trying to keep himself from letting me go. I can milk this, I can keep poking at it until he breaks.

"M-My mother was gonna come over for dinner with me, I haven't seen her in over a year." I lie.

"My best friend was struggling with some issues and I was gonna invite her over to get her mind off of it" lying was my best choice, I didn't do much with my life.

I struggled to think of something else, suddenly my father pops into my head. He passed three years ago but Jeff doesn't know that.

"My father, he-" I got interrupted.

"Didn't your father pass away."

I froze, I stopped talking, moving, even breathing for what felt like forever. I wanted to say something, my mouth was open. Yet no words seemed to come out, instead my eyes filled with small painful piercing tears.

"How'd you know that!" I yelled, getting up from my seat.

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