Scars // Jack Gilinsky

{chapter 3}

I wake up, and open my eyes, waiting to look at all the darkness that fills my room every morning when I wake up. But when I open my eyes, what I see is the bright sun, and when I try to get out of "bed" I notice that I'm sitting on a chair, with my hands tied behind my back, and my feet tied to each other.

When I try to scream I notice there's tape on my mouth, so I can't talk. What the fuck is happening right now? Was I kidnapped? Was I raped? I'm freaking out quite bad right now.

I look around the room, but all I see is three other girls in the same position I'm at. Tied up, and terrified.

The one in the chair next to me is still asleep, she looks so peaceful, poor her, when she wakes up her heart will go as crazy as mine is going. The one next to her, is awake, and starring at the white walls, her make-up blurred all over her face, and so many dry tears. The weirdest thing, the first one is not even crying. No dry tears. She looks dead, except I can hear her breathing. It's kinda freaking me out, even more than I already am.

In this creepy room, all the walls are white, and the room is almost empty, but there's a window, small one, and a door. If I wasn't tied up, this shouldn't be hard to escape. But the problem is, I am tied up. The smell of dead people and death is so fucking disgusting, and although I don't see any dead bodies, the smell is pretty intense.

I try to remember everything I did yesterday, you know, like when you lose something, you try to remember what you did when you still had it. I remember going on a date with Jack. We ate our meal, then he drove me home. Wait a second, I don't remember actually being home. MAYBE JACK IS HERE TOO! My heart starts racing and I try to scream, yet the tape in my mouth doesn't let me, and all you can hear is me trying to make the most noise I can.

I see a door opening, I guess my plan worked out, someone is coming. The guy comes out of the door and looks at me with a smile on his face. I look at him, and I can't believe what I'm seeing. Maybe this is a nightmare. I close my eyes, as the tears fall from them, and try to "wake myself up", until I feel his hands on my mouth, taking the tape off. This obviously isn't a dream.

"I guess the newbie is awake already" He rubs my cheek with his thumb, and I would punch him if I could. "W-why am I here, Jack?" I stutter, not believing any of this is real. Jack wouldn't kidnap me. This is just a bad dream.

"Oh baby girl, don't worry, no one is going to hurt you" He smiles with a smile which I would consider sincere, if I wasn't where I am right now. I've got so many questions...

"Am I gonna die?" I cry a bit, looking him in the eyes, mine filled with tears. When he hears this, he sounds somehow insulted. "Die?" He looks at me like I'm crazy "No way babe, I just need something from you, once I get it, I will let you go, I would never hurt you" He kisses my lips softly, but all I can feel is disgust.

"Don't ever kiss me again" I say a bit louder than before, I'm filled with rage. "As you wish, bitch" He gives me a cocky look, and puts the tape back on my mouth. How fucking bipolar is this kid?

"Well girls," He talks to the rest of them "This here, is Brianna. She's really nice, I bet you'll like her" No one could answer, since our mouths are taped, but the psycho just keeps talking. "I have a feeling, that one of you, is going to be the one I've been looking for. One of you four ladies will be the one." He smiles looking at us, like he's proud of himself. Well if I thought Sammy was a scumbag, let's not say a word about this maniac.

"Bri, you better be nice to the ladies, they need to be in good health for what is there to come" He comes near my ear and whispers "Please, don't screw this up, I promise I won't kill anyone"

I nod at him, and he seems quite satisfied. "I'll be back to give you guys lunch, bye babes" He gives us a creepy smirk, and leaves, locking the door behind him. Okay this boy is definitely the biggest douche I'll ever meet. I would give him an A+ on being a psycho dickhead.