Never Give up Hope!

Warning I am going to mention something in this chapter that may trigger some of you and I'm sorry in advanced it's not too bad cuz I'm only mentioning it happening but I'm not gonna describe it in anyway soo.... yea to the chapter....

I couldn't believe it my so called boyfriend Jackson was in on this I couldn't even look at him when he pulled down his hood and took off his mask, I just turned around and sobbed more and more. "Babe, look at me" he whispered, "NO!" I yelled back at him, "Babe just lemme explain plz", "There is nothing to explain you helped a psycho kidnap me, which makes you just as psycho" I said starting to cry again, why me, why does everything have to happen to me, I thought as Jackie tried to get me to turn around. "I loved you, yk but you had to go and do this, and be crazy" just as I got done talking Nick walked into the tiny cell that they were keeping me in, with a giant grin on his face, ofc he was grinning he was a complete wacko that needed a life. "Hey, baby" he said making me cringe, "DON'T CALL ME THAT EVER AGAIN!" I shot back fury in my eyes. "Oh baby" I cringed again as he said that "I'm gonna call you what I want, unless you want a bullet through your brains" he replied. "Maybe I do, if you're gonna do it just get it over with already and DON"T CALL ME THAT AGAIN" I replied glaring at him, he looked shocked, and from then on I knew that I was gonna push his buttons until he finally shot me, because I'd rather be dead than deal with crazy assholes. "You really wanna test be babygirl, I'm not gonna shoot you but I will do something way worse that you'll have to live with" "Jackson, out" he said sternly, "Nick this wasn't part of the plan, don't do this, please" Jackson said. Plan, ugh ofc he's probably been planning this since before him and Payton got together, I just went into the corner and and curled up into a ball and started crying all over again, then it hit me, what he was gonna do to me, I started feeling around my pockets for my phone but it wasn't there I then remembered it was on my dresser since I was almost to bed, and if I did have it he would've taken it by now. "Oh baby, don't worry, it'll only hurt a little bit, and when it does you won't be able to feel it anyways" when he said that I got confused and turned around bc what did he mean bye that, "you won't be able to feel it anyways" I realized what he meant as he hit me in the head with the gun, once he did I blacked out tears still falling from my eyes.

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I woke up and I was in a completely different room this one had a bed and I was laying in it the bed was comfy but all I could feel was pain in my private, that bastard raped me, I couldn't believe he would actually do that to me he is just as crazy as I thought, I curled up into a ball on the bed and just cried, and cried, and cried not stopping for what seemed like hours. When I finally stopped I heard someone come into the room and I looked up to see who it was. It was Jackson and he walked over to me and whispered 4 words that made me happy, "The police are coming" all I could do was smile and I looked out the tiny window in the room and saw red and blue light flashing on and off and the loud ring of sirens in my ears, and I was all smiles. Just when I started to give up all hope, I was saved. And I was saved by the boy I loved most in this world Jackson Felt!!