chapter 8

Chapter 8

Jessica's POV

Run! Get out of here!

My feet carry me faster than what my brain is comprehending.

I keep looking over my shoulder, making sure they aren't about to kill me. My heart bangs against my chest, my head fills with pressure, and my lungs refuse to breathe in.

Once I find the door, I pull as hard as I can, but it's not budging. No, they locked me in here! They're going to kill me!

I slide down to the floor, accepting defeat.

I'm going to die before I've even lived.

Hot tears roll down my face as I shake on the floor. I don't know if it's the adrenaline making me shake, or the coldness of this marble floor.

I hear faint yelling coming from upstairs, but I can't make out any of the words.

"She's crying!" I hear Jordan yell.

My eyes close, expecting them to just hurry up and finish the job.

"Girl." I hear Jordan say from in front of me.

I refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing my fear before he kills me.

"Jessica" I hear him sit next to me on the floor