jordyn dolan

Where the hell am I?

I sat up in a small, old, creaky bed. I looked around me and there was a window that was boarded up and all of the walls were an ugly cream color. The only thing in the room was the bed, not even a desk with a chair.

I walked over to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. There was no way I was going to be able to open it.

I walked over to the window and tried to look through the crack. I couldn't see much, but I did see a whole courtyard that was overgrown and random lawn chairs scattered everywhere. This had to be an abandoned motel or apartment complex.

I took a seat back on the bed to try and figure out what was going on and so I could catch some breath.

I'm not sure why I'm here, but I know that Josie brought me here. The unknown is really stressing me out right about now. I don't know if Josie's the same, I don't know if she's out to seriously hurt me to get to Ethan.

I heard the door knob twist and Josie walked in the room. She closed the door behind her and crossed her arms. I stood up and backed myself into a corner so I could stay as far away from her as possible.

"Twins, huh?" She looked at my giant stomach.

"Are you going to hurt me?" My voice was so shaky.

"I haven't decided yet." She took a couple steps closer to me. "But aren't I nice?"

Uh, fuck no!

"I got you this nice room." She looked around and I furrowed my eyebrows. "You've got a nice bed with a little window."

"That's boarded up." I added. She glared back at me.

I really shouldn't be using that tone when she could easily shoot me in the chest.

"Why am I here?" I asked. She stood up and turned to me.

"You know why." She walked towards me. I couldn't back up anymore. She ran her fingers in my hair that was flat on my shoulder. "Ethan's mine."

"Why are you still on that?"

"Because he's mine." I could see in her eyes that she was getting more and more mad.

I didn't say anything else. Nothing I could say would make her think any other way.

A light smirk did form on my lips though, which made her mad. She turned away towards the door.

"Do you just expect me to sit in here for days? I'm about to have these babies!"

"Have them in here." She shrugged her shoulders and locked the door behind her.

I sat back on the bed and held onto my belly. More contractions came and they hurt like a bitch.

I don't get how Josie thinks that keeping me hostage while I'm literally about to have Ethan's babies. There is no way in hell that he's going to want to have Josie after this.

I took in some deep breathes before exhaling. The contractions just got worse and worse and they were happening closer and closer to each other, telling me that the babies are coming soon.

If I have to have the babies in this dirty room, I don't know if the babies will even make it. Josie would never help me, so getting them out will be my first problem. Getting them clean will be another huge worry. This isn't a clean hospital. This is some rundown bedroom where there are most likely bugs crawling in the closet..

Once the pain fluttered away, I stood up and walked to the boarded up window. I looked to see if there was anyway to somehow take it off.

It was clear that the wood was old, the color was quite dark, but wasn't to the point or rotten quite yet. It was bolted shut, there was no way in breaking that down. There wasn't even anything in the room I could use to break the wood boards.

At least with this kidnapping I don't have a a gun pointed at my head.

earlier

Ethan walked up the stairs to take a quick shower before he was going to go out and grab us some dinner.

I leaned back on the couch and closed my eyes for a little bit. Now, I get tired so fast. I feel like I have to take a nap every hour.

A force crashed against my mouth causing me to open my eyes immediately. I didn't see much before my eyes began to close and the sounds around me began to get muffled.

I was to the point where I wasn't strong enough to even open my eyes, but was able to notice that I was being picked up from where I was sitting and being carried out from my spot.

- - -

There's got to be some way to get out of this bedroom. How hard is it to escape a run down place? Maybe if I wasn't pregnant, it wouldn't be this hard.

"You two better stay in there for just a little longer." I placed my hands on my stomach. "I don't want to lose you both."