That feeling you get when you feel like someone's watching you, the anxious feeling of eyes watching your every move. It's back.

My thoughts we're interrupted by the sound of footsteps. Refusing to look back I walked faster. I knew it was real when I heard an all to famous chuckle.

I softly gasped and began to run. A pair of arms were strongly wrapped around me and my mouth and nose were covered with a green tissue.

"How many times do i have to tell you princess you can run but you can't hide" he chuckled

My vision became blurry and darkness overtook.

my head hurts....

I tried to touch my head but I couldn't move my hands. I groan in agony as I try to open my eyes but fail. "What the fuck did you use on me?" I whispered finally opening my eyes.

"Well hello there beautiful " Jason sat across from me on a chair watching me with that stupid smirk on his face. He looked so at ease, as if he hadn't done anything. Slowly coming back to my senses I can feel my skin boiling up in anger. He fucking took me. Kidnapped me in plain sight like I didn't have a life of my own, family or friends that cared for me. For his own selfish needs he never thought of me just himself. For once in god knows how long I leave my house and this shit happens .

"Fuck you"

"If i knew you had a filthy mouth I would've ductaped that too" he chuckled.

"Come anywhere near my mouth and I guarantee you'll be leaving with a missing finger" I mumbled

"what was that princess?" he smirked

I rolled my eyes.

God, I'm a good child, daughter ,student why me?

he is most wanted criminal and he has me. They have been after Jason for years and everytime he get off scot free.

"Sienna knows about you? Do you really think she won't know you took me?" I scoff "This time you'll be going to JAIL. I'll make sure of it"

"If Sienna wants to grow old she'll keep her pretty little mouth shut" I barked.

"You are a dirty little stalker, you are worse than the nerds that stalk you on social media. You are twisted and need HELP i-"

"stop calling me all those things, i am not a fucking stalker, i don't stalk people i dont need help i needed you" He yelled slamming his fist into the wall next to my head causing me to flinch. "And now i've got you" he mumbled smirking.

"Maybe try an approach that wouldn't have landed you behind bars. Like asking a girl out by walking up to her instead of stalking her every move?!"

He got up and walked to the other side of the room and opens the door revealing a staircase leading up.

"That is just it" he shook his head "I am not going to jail baby"

For a second he looks like he's hesitant about leaving, he looks back once more and shuts the door behind him leaving me in a dark room. For the first time I try to scope out the area but I can't see anything in the pitch black room. I sigh and fall back against the wall.

What the fuck do I do now?

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-A