Little did I know

I think she's broken

ALANA

"College sucks mom," I say into my phone one day after I'm done at work and I'm getting some food.

"I'm not surprised you think so," she laughs.

"I need to sleep, I had dance so late last night," I say.

"Well you go home and rest," mom says, "you need to be getting enough sleep, I love you and get home safe."

"Love you too mom," I say, hanging up. I sigh looking out of the window towards my piece of junk car that literally barely made it across the street. I then look and see another car that I've seen so many times the past couple of days. I think nothing much of it and leave to start walking home.

I'm scrolling through my phone, tears pricking my eyes as I think of the times when I still had my grandpa next to me; Suddenly the car drives by again but this time pulls up to the sidewalk and parks. The oddest thing about this whole thing is, is that the hottest boy in college walks out.

"Hey, what happened to you?" he asks, nearing closer to me than I personally want him to at this point at night.

"Go away," I sigh, brushing unintentional tears away.

"No," he says and arms wrap around me clamping my arms to my side and a cloth covers my mouth, as hard as I struggle it just makes the person press harder.

"No," I gasp, and that small little gasp is all they needed and I fall into Jason's arms.

"See, it wasn't that hard." he says and my eyes close completely.

I wake up wrapped in a fuzzy blanket. It takes me a minute to recall everything but when I do I shoot into a sitting position. My head spins a little bit. I stand up shivering when the cold air hits me then I look at my outfit, someone freaking changed me! I am no longer in my leggings and nice top, I'm in some dudes' oversized t-shirt. I start to panic, my hands run through my hair for a minute then I run for a door. The first dorr I open is a closet, with clothes that look like they'd fit me. I run out and open the door to a bathroom, then as I throw the door open for me to leave I run into someone, I'm still hyperventilating, and he chuckles picking me up with ease as I thrash in his arms.

"No. no. no." I scream.

"Calm down," Jason's voice says in my ear.

"Need. to. Leave!" I struggle to get out of Jason's strop grasp around my waist.

"ALANA!" he yells and I scream bloody murder, curling into a ball, protecting my head.

"Don't hit me please, please don't hit me." I say over and over again.

"She's been saying that for the past five minutes, shut her up!" someone yells coming into view of the door.

"I think she's broken," Jason says, watching the mess of me rock back and forth.