Gemma's P.O.V.
IMPORTANT A\N AT THE END
I woke up in pure darkness, everything smelt dusty and gross. I felt like I was suffocating, I was sneezing coughing. I moved my arms up and felt wood. I felt beside me and it was also wood. I felt like I was in a giant crate or something. Which to be honest didn't make me happy or calm in any way at all. I'm a little bit claustrophobic so I was a little panicky.
After my coughing fit I started yelling for help. All I could hear is what sounded like a vacuum. If I had to guess I would say I was on a plane. My ears were popped and my stomach felt weird. My grandpa used to have a lot of planes so I know the feelings and sounds quite well.
I screamed and yelled for what felt like hours until I felt us land. You can tell by how your stomach kind of just drops. I froze and went silent listening to my surrounding. To say I was scared was an understatement, I was terrified.
I miss everyone already. Well really only Jace and Stella. I wonder if they are looking for me. I don't even know how long I've been away. All I know is that if I'm out of the country I'm going to punch some face in....just kidding they are obviously unstable would possibly murder me.
It was about twenty minutes I felt myself being moved, and not like being picked up, like being rolled on something with wheels.
I could hear talking but couldn't quite understand it. I started yelling for help again pounding my palms on the wood above me. I was ignored for like ten minutes will I heard the cracking of wood.
I was silent as it opened and the lid of the crate flew off. Light poured into my pupils and I hissed like a cat, the light gave me a headache and I got a little dizzy. Once my eyes focused I growled at who I saw. I sat up.
"Why are you doing this! I trusted you!" I yelled.
"There was a lot of money involved, how could I refuse," Henry said evilly to go with his mischievous smirk. He held the crowbar down by his side.
I scuffed and gave him a scowl. I thought we were good friends. He was Jason's friend, did he kill Jason? I wonder if he was in on this before I met him.
"Was everything a lie?" I asked with a pained expression.
He didn't answer, he just laughed and walked away. I took that time to look at my surroundings. I was in a driveway. I was surrounded by trees but I saw a small cabin that Henry walked in just a moment ago.
It was quite big but still didn't seem very welcoming. It was actually very scary looking. It was pretty dark out too.
I crawled out of the box and started running down the driveway opposite of the cabin. I made it really far till I felt huge arms wrap around me right under my boobs.
I screamed and kicked my feet as they carried me into the cabin. I really wanted to go home. He threw me in a room and slammed the door shut. It sounded like he was locking a thousand locks.
I crawled to the dirty matrass, huddled in a ball, and cried myself to sleep....
***Jace's P.O.V.***
After leaving the club I called a cab. Didn't know where I was plus I was drunk so I thought a cab would be the best option. I was hoping Gemma would be sleeping when I got home. For two reasons: One so she wont ask questions and two so I can cuddle with her.
Gemma is a very heavy sleeper so sometimes I go in her room when I cant sleep. When I hold her I am just able to sleep, I know I must be creepy but oh well. I leave before she gets up anyway.
I paid the cab driver and walked clumsily to my door. When I went in a made sure to be quiet just in case she would wake up. I took off my shoes and put them wherever and threw my keys somewhere. I decided to keep my leather jacket on.
I walked down the hall and walked into Gemma room, I mean door. After hitting my face on the door I groaned. I instantly opened the door and walked to her bed clutching my nose. I took off my pants and plopped on her bed. I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep, I reached out to touch her but she wasn't there. I was to out of it though and passed out.
***In the Morning***
I woke up with a hangover, I put on my pants and felt sick to my stomach. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. After I emptied my stomach I felt very hungry, my stomach was roaring like a lion. I walked to the fridge and pulled out some sandwich meat, I put the meat in my mouth and grabbed some orange juice.
When I closed the fridge I noticed an envelope on the fridge. It must be Gemma telling me where she is. I grabbed the envelope putting the juice on the counter, I went to the table and sat down opening it.
I put the note on the table and read the neat handwriting.
Dear Jace,
I have Gemma and you will not tell the police. I don't want money, I just want her. We are leaving the country so don't even try coming after us. I will just keep running. I love her, and she will be mine forever.
Your Friend,
Flitt Oslong
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Now you know... what you going to do about it? It's getting interesting nooow ;p
>I am thinking about starting another story as I'm writing this one. I have like 11 books in my idea thing so I have to decide, but I was wondering if I could get feedback on writing 2 stories at once?<
Please tell me if this is too clique!
Oh and if you didn't know or it was unclear, Flitt is paying Henry.
p.s. I have no idea what it's like to have a hangover so if I'm wrong I'm sorry, I just wrote what I've read about them.
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