"Please don't leave me," Jessie begged the handcuffs restricting her to the small corner that smelled of mildew and stagnant water. Her faceless captor laughed mercilessly before the door clanged shut. Tears streamed down her face.
"Quit being a baby," one of her nameless cellmates ordered.
"Alexa stop,I remember when you used to cry yourself to sleep," a boy about her age reminded the older girl.
"If you remember correctly I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you," Alexa snapped.
"I'm sorry," Jessie whispered as she stiffly shuffled to his side. He shrugged but winced when the scabs on his back cracked open.
"Jessie," she introduced herself.
"Brian," he offered before the door oped blinding her with the unusually bright light of day.
"Let me take care of your back," Stella suggested sweetly before placing a tray of food on the cold floor. Brian looked at her uncertainly...
"NO!" a voice across the room cried out in warning.
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“Jessie!” Jeff, her best friend screamed when he saw here enter his mansion.
“It’s my eighteenth birthday,” Jeff replied.
“I guess you’re right,” Jessie admitted.
“This party’s been a bust so far,” Jeff said with a frown.
“What’s the matter?” Jessie asked her green eyes focused on him.
“Lauri still isn’t here and my parents couldn’t make it in time for my party tomorrow,” Jeff responded. Jessie hugged him…
“I’ll be right back,” she offered before she went inside and grabbed the picture of his girlfriend Lauri and his parents off the mantle.
“They’re here now,” Jessie said when she returned. He laughed glad he had her as a best friend. A rude whistle ruined the moment…
“Look at you,” Nathan said the beer slurring his words. Jessie snorted.
“Dumping him was the smartest thing I ever did,” Jessie mused.
Jeff looped his arm around hers and escorted her inside.
“Are you okay?” he questioned. Jessie nodded.
“I’m going back outside to get my picture,” he offered and pushed his way through the crowded room. Regy Vixks appeared out of nowhere and asked her to dance.
“What are you doing with my girl?” Nathan demanded in a drunken rage.
“I’m not you’re girl,” Jessie screamed just as ‘Love Don’t Live Here’ by Lady Antebellum started blaring from the speakers across the room. Jessie walked away and headed back outside to see if she could find Jeff so he wouldn’t worry about her.
As she moved to the dark side of the house a hand clapped over her mouth and she faintly heard a voice screaming her name then nothing…
Bailey looked defiantly into Stella's eyes knowing her kind of help would only make things worse. Her lips pulled back to reveal a rotten cavity-filled smile. Stella carefully approached her ready to punish Bailey for interfering. Her eyes squeezed shut in anticipation of the blow to her face that would surely come, but it didn't...
When her eyes reopened she saw Stella on the floor unconscious and bleeding with her ex-best friend Damien standing above her ready to strike if she moved.
"Damien," Bailey whispered unable to trust what her eyes were showing her.
"It's me,"he assured her with a warm smile that reminded her of her life before she was kidnapped...
"Sorry we're not home right now, just leave us your name and number and we'll call you back," Damien and his parents chorused. Bailey sighed.
"He's probably forgot," Bailey thought grimly, but dialed his cell number...
"Hey, it's Damien, I'm not available right now, after the tone you know what to do," he offered. Beep.
"Damien,hey it's Bailey, I was wondering if you were still coming to Ami's this weekend,but you're probably busy," Bailey dropped off and hung up.
"You okay?" Grafton, her older brother asked from the doorway to her room.
"Yep," Bailey replied with a smile.
"You really should work on your lying skills and your choice of friends," Grafton suggested. Bailey laughed.
"Like you've done any better," she challenged. He grinned and shrugged.
"But we aren't the same, my friends wouldn't have anything to do with Marissa," Grafton offered. Bailey nodded knowing he was right.
"It'll be alright or it won't, either way you'll move on to do better things and Damien will turn into a distant memory," Grafton assured his little sister. Bailey looked at him and frowned, he was saved by her phone ringing...
"Hello," Bailey answered.
"Hey,how are you?" Damien inquired.
"I'm alright,"Bailey replied and chased her brother from the room.
"So, are you going to come?" she questioned not mentioning the occasion for which the party was being held. He sighed.
"I'm really sorry, but I'm going with Laura to her parent's tonight and I won't be back until Sunday,"Damien responded.
"It's okay," Bailey offered.
"I really am sorry,"Damien said seriously. Bailey shrugged even thought he wasn't there to see it.
"Well have fun," Bailey replied bringing their conversation to an end.
"Let me make it up to you guys next weekend,"Damien suggested.
"We can't Ami and her brother are going out of town on Sunday and won't be back until Monday of the following week," Bailey responded. Damien sighed.
"Look I have to go," Bailey said and hung up. Tears streamed down her.
"Why do I care so much?" Bailey demanded from herself. Grafton wrapped her in a comforting hug, knowing things hadn't gone well with Damien.
"Sorry," he whispered. Her phone buzzed
Bails please call me back from Damien, Grafton read it over her shoulder and grabbed the phone to make his own reply.
Leave her alone haven't you done enough?
I'm not trying to hurt her from Damien
That's all you've done since you started going with Ami, she changed you
No she hasn't from Damien
Spoken by a true idiot
You should know from Damien
"Grafton don't," Bailey ordered her brother knowing the words that would follow would be words he would regret...
