Always Watching

chapter 4

Star POV

I slowely opened my eyes feeling a splitting headache come over me. I groaned and started shifting until I noticed that I was restrained by something. I opened my eyes only to see a tattooed cross on a chest. My eyes were fully awake now as I looked around the bedroom. I see that someone is a big fan of black and white.

I look up only to see the face of someone I was dreading to lay eyes on.

Attempted to pull away but he wouldn't budge.
"Please." I herd a light whisper.
"Please never leave me." I herd again. I looked up at the culprit. Jason was talking. But the question is was whether he was awake or not. His eyes stayed closed and a distraught look held his features. I saw a lome tear escape his eyes.
"No. Wait." He spluttered getting louder. OMG he has to be sleep talking...
"Wait! Please! Star!" He slightly yelled
"STAR! BABY, DONT LEAVE ME!" Jason screamed at the top of his lungs. Oh hell.

Oh shit! I started shaking him. Tears streamed down his face as he let out a deathly wale. I covered my ears and continued shaking him.
"Jason!" I yelled.
He let me go and started thrashing around the bed screaming. WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK!?

"STAR! I NEED YOU! PLEASE!" he screeched grabbing at the air.
"I LOVE YOU!! PLEASE," he screamed.
"JASON!!" I screamed back at him and shaking him.

He froze. His eyes snapped open as sweat dripped down his face. He quickly shot up and looked around the room frantically. Once he caught my eyes he lunged at me.

He wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his hands on my skin and looked down. Wtf? I'm only in my underwear! I attempt to cover myself up but Jason already pulled me onto him making me straddle his lap.

I tried to push against his chest until I herd a light sob. I looked down at him and he was starring at my face while letting his sobs escape his lips. His crys got louder as he clung onto me. He dug his face into the crook of my neck and cried louder and louder.

"I h-had a b-bad dream." He hiccuped in my ear. I stroked his hair and scratched his scalp trying to comfort him while I held onto him.
Now I know what your thinking, why are you trying to help you kidnapper? I hate seeing people cry and I do have some sort of feeling for him deep in the pit of my stomach. I'm not sure where it came from and how it got there but it is there.

"I t-thought you l-left me." he whimpered into my ear.
"I'm here." I spoke softly moving my hand up and down on his back.
"I l-love you, s-so much." he said hugging me tighter. I didn't answer back not really sure about if I should say it back. This nigga cray!

We laid there until his crying came to a stand still. I looked over at him and light snores escaped his mouth.

'THIS IS YOUR CHANCE! RUN' my conscious said.
Do I want to run though?
'Yes! Yes you do!'
Yeah, your right... TIME TO HAUL ASS!

I quietly got up placing a couple pillows where I was. Jason flipped over and wrapped his arms around the pillows. I stood there waiting to see if he would wake up. Nope... thank god!

I tip toed to the closet and grabbed a black hoodie and placed a camo jacket over it, you never know. I looked around my room looking for my black leggings. Once I found them and slipped them on along with my timberlands. Thank god I chose that outfit the day before.

I soon slipped out of the door and quietly creeped down the stairs.mI finally made it to the last level of the house and looked around for the front door.I finally saw it and walked over unlocking it. I felt a cold breeze behind me and turned around only to see a window on the other side of the house. Maybe I could trick him...