Jason POV

I don't know what happened to me ,but should I call it frustration, confusion about my love or what? Criminals don't fall in love. When I hurt myself in front of other girls who were kidnapped by me or came to me by themselves, they never stopped me from hurting myself. They left after doing shopping from my money, taking my money or by calling me psycho and leaving after that. I know Y/N didn't came to me because she loves me neither I kidnapped her. I know she can't run away but why did she helped me? Is she so different?

Ughh! From that moment boys are throwing questions at me. I saw Y/N running downstairs. I am worried about her hand why did she do it? Just WHY?

Boys questions are

Jason, what happened to you?

Why did she locked the door?

Did she hurt you?

Did she took money?

Where is your gun, did she took it?

The more questions they were asking the more angry I was becoming.

" Stop it already! "

( my sudden reply made them silent)

"Nothing happened to me, something happened but I don't know what, ..........

She locked so you guys won't come in.........

She hurt me a little but, she helped me.........

No she didn't took any money, cause I guess she can't runaway or she ain't greedy.......

My gun is in my drawer, here see. One is in my pocket. She didn't took anything. " ( But I guess she took one thing, she took my heart)

I realized some blood stains on the floor, near the door were alot and on bathroom floor as well.

: " Whose are these?" ( The boys looked where I was pointing)

: " Must be of that crazy bitch, who got slapped by Ryan hahahahahaha"

( Ryan slapped her? How even did he dare to touch her?!)

"Grayson and Cameron go get her up here in my room. Force her if she doesn't come easily. "

" Why me? "

" Go get her now."

"Sure dude,take a chill pill."

I wonder if they were able to see the fumes getting out of my ears.

(yep, you read it correct)

Why did Jason asked me to go get her. I hate her so dearly. I don't even know what she did to Jason. He said she hurt him.

" What the fuck! There is blood on the stairs. Who is going to clean it? "

"Who did it, duh"

: " Hahahaha, yep"

We followed the stains and reached kitchen.

There she was sitting, water in her eyes and glass. She seemed to be deep in thoughts, because Cameron called her twice and she didn't responded.

"That's not how it is done Cam, Let me show you. "

I went near her snatched the glass, she was shocked and confused. Seems like I disturbed her never becoming reality dreams.

" What the hell was it? I didn't even came near you or disturbed you."

" Oh, Right but mind your volume idiot. Come up Jason wants to see you. "

" No, I won't, I don't want to. "

: " Well, you don't have any choice in this matter. He asked us to force you if you don't come easily. "

" Do whatever you want I'm not coming.

( I regretted saying those words. I can't walk my numbness of wounds is fading slowly and I can feel the pain)

I saw Cam was coming closer to her, before I could say anything he took her hand and with full force started to drag Y/N towards the stairs. She was complaining about the tight grip of Cameron on her hand and u guess pain in her foot.

I loved how Cam was treating her. I placed the glass on table and followed them. He kept dragging her till we reached the room.

" Let me go, leave me. I didn't do anything. Stop it. I don't want to enter the room. "

( she is so irritating. A little push will help. I pushed her and in she went the room.)

: " Thanks bro"

" No problem, we got each other. "

: " Y/N get on the bed. "

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What do you guys think will happen next?

- Angela.