“You’re smart; think, Rose.” He says.
Warnings?
I start to think but nothing comes to mind.
“The texts, Rose. The texts, I sent them.” He says calmly.
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The texts that came from an unknown number. Of course!
The ones that were all poetic, talking about dancing with devil.
“But-“ I try to say but I don’t really know what to say. My thoughts are all jumbled.
“Slow down, Rose. Don’t overthink, I will explain it all when we arrive.” He says.
“Arrive? Where the hell are you taking me?!” My anger begin
He snorts. “Jason spares no one, why he spared you I don’t know.” He says and then he smiles really big. “But I will certainly find out.” He says and then leaves me in the kitchen.“There are no knives in the kitchen, so don’t think any stupid.” I hear his voice from the living room area...........What does he mean?I have come to realize that Jason is not who I thought he was, not even in the slightest.That guy actually said that Jason was to kill me!Was it the time we first met? On my way to the beach, did he stalk me? Did he know exactly where I would be and at that particular time?This is all not making sense,
If there is WiFi here, I could FaceTime somebody and they could get my location and save me.I turn on the WiFi and a network is available. I quickly connect to it, which is easy because it is not password protected. The signal seems to be strong so far, which is good news. ................I immediately FaceTime my mother and she answers on the second ring.“Oh my goodness, baby.” She cries into the phone and my own eyes begins to tear up.“Mom, I was kidnapped.” I say between sobs. She’s crying and now I’m crying. A stiff fear lingers in my heart though, causing me to scan around every minute.“I know. I know, Rose. Where are you?” She ask soundly. Her voice
One thing I do know is that Jason owns this cabin. He may have even lived here for a long time, probably as a child and teenager.And I could take a wild guess and say this is family property. And knowing this gives me the first clue on how to get out of here................I stand up from the leather couch and it makes a weird sound as my butt slides off the material.When Griffin went to shower, he went upstairs and so I’m guessing the bathroom is there also.A sharp pain suddenly grabs the left side of my forehead and I flinch in pain. As quickly and suddenly as the pain came, it disappears without a trace.What the hell was that? It hurt like crazy but n
Of course everything Jason did and told me was a lie. And the fact that he orchestrated this so well just proves more to me that Jason is a professional liar. And just a very wicked and evil person.Oh, how I wish to meet him. I want to look into his eyes and spit into his pale face. ............“You like the eggs, yeah?” Griffin asks as he sits on the other couch. The living room is fairly quiet and I’m guessing it is maybe 11pm by now. The air was cold but now it feels much warmer. Maybe the heater was turned on.“You have to talk to me, Rose.” He says as if he’s a friend. He is most certainly not.“I don’t.” I chuckle.
Griffin immediately stands.“Repeat what you just said.” He says calmly as he stares in my eyes. His blue eyes looks poisonous.“Say it again and I will crush your legs.” He smiles as he sees his words are getting its desired effect on me.And I am completely terrified...............“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” He says and he begins walking towards the staircase. “It’s late, go to bed. We have a long day ahead of us.” His voice doesn’t sound tired.I am really tired though and this has been the longest and most eventful day of my life. I just wish that this could be a dream and I would wake up in my comfortable bed, along with my soft velv
And the thing is that we can’t even celebrate Sterling’s birthday again. It’s today.Am I a morning person? Some days I am, and some days I am most definitely not. And today, I am not.“I’m coming in.” I hear griffin’s voice as the door opened slowly............He enters the room with a tray of food and it smells lovely.Wait, hold up. What is this man taking himself to be? My father?“How did you sleep?” He asks as he walks towards me with the tray of food. He has changed and I think showered even. He’s wearing a white shirt and black men shorts. His hair looks really good this morning and I somehow see that he looks fairly handsome.
“No, no, no. You don’t speak to me that way, Rosie.” He says and I feel my jaw tighten. Anger flows through my entire mind and the only thing I want to do right now is to hurt him real bad.“Don’t call me that.” I say and Jason laughs.“I can call you whatever I want to.” His voice is confident. ..............“No, the hell you can’t!” My voice booms through the entire house.It is pretty quiet now and the only sound that can be heard is the chirping of the birds.I hear Griffin curse something under his breath.Jason stands up slowly and closes his jacket. He smiles a very creepy smile and then snaps
“Don’t cry.” Griffin says softly. “I will take care of you, you would be alright.” He says as he pushes open the cabin door with his leg. It opens and reveals a house scene quite different from the bigger cabin.This one is more humble.And If I wasn’t in so much pain and agony right now, I would have cussed Griffin out for telling me not to cry.Does he know what a broken wrist feels like?..............Suddenly my mind goes to Sterling and when I broke his wrist.Wow, I was so wrong for that that it seems comical.This hurts like hell.“What are you smiling about?” Griffin as