Gone To Far
I wake up but my eyes still closed, I try moving my hands but I find them tied up to something above me.
I open my eyes and see I'm in a basement.
"Well, looks who's awake", I hear a deep voice say.
I'm assuming it's Jarod.
"What is this, why am I tied up", I said wiggling my arms around in the rope.
He laughed, "I need to teach you a lesson, you've been a bad girlfriend".
He grabbed what looked like a wooden bat from behind him.
"Your gonna learn to respect me.
Your gonna learn to stay out of my business".
Tears immediately started rushing from my eyes, I didn't wanna think about what the bat was for.
"Please Jarod, just-".
"Shut the fuck up!", he yelled very fiercly at me.
I just sobbed loudly.
He gripped the bat tight and swung at my stomach.
I yelled from the top of my lungs, he hit me again in the same spot.
I felt like my life was ending right now.
"Your gonna learn!", he yelled hitting me again in the stomach.
I yelled even harder.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry", I tried saying, but it could barely escape from my mouth.
He threw the bat down on the floor, then he walked up to me and untied my hands.
I fell straight to the floor clutching my stomach.
He began walking up the basement stairs until he stopped, "I took out the bullet from your back and I patched it up".
He looked at me and kept walking up the stairs.
I laid on the cold hard floor crying, still in pain from where he hit me with that bat.
Days without food, or water.
I couldn't see any daylight, I never knew when it was light or dark outside.
My breathing was heavy.
It hurt so bad to breathe I had to stop for a few minutes just to relieve some pain.
Suddenly I hear a door open, I hear heavy footsteps coming down to where I was.
"I'm done with you for now.
It's time to show your ex what bad girls look like", he said smirking.
He grabbed me and dragged me up the stairs to his car.
He put me in his trunk and slammed the hood closed.
I could feel my lips chapped, my eyes puffy, my skin dirty.
Minutes later the trunk opened and I was thrown on someones porch.
He banged on the door loudly and ran off to his car.
The second he drove away to door opened.
"Who is it", I heard a lady say looking forward.
She then looked down and saw me lying there breathing heavily and in pain.
She began crying loudly not knowing what to do.
Damians POV:
I hear my mom crying, something was going on.
I walked to the doo where she was, I could see she was looking at something.
I walked to the door and opened it wider so I could see too.
"Peyton!", I yelled picking her up from my porch.
"Mom, call an ambulance".
I yelled to her, she immediately ran to the phone.
I put Peyton on the couch.
She looked dehydrated and starved, and her breathing was heavy.
I ran to the kitchen and put some water in a cup and quickly put the water down her throat.
"I called the ambulance, they're on the way now".
My mom was so shocked and scared for Peyton, I could see it in her eyes.
"Mom watch her for a second", I said running out the front door.
I ran across the street and busted into Peyton's house.
"Damian, whats wrong with you", Peytons aunt said to me while sitting next to Jeffrey.
"Peyton's at my house, hurry, something bad happened to her.
We all ran back across the street, this time the ambulance what there too.
They had Peyton in the ambulance truck, we all got into our cars and followed them to the hospital.
Once we got to the hospital the rushed Peyton to the emergency room.
It's been hours waiting to hear some news about whats going on with Peyton.
A women came out from the back rooms and walked toward us.
We all stood up ready to hear the news.
"Can we see her", I asked hoping she would say yes.
"You can't see her, she's in a bad condition.
Its very hard for her to breath, she has marks from where she's been hit in her abdomen.
Theres also a wound in her back that looks like she's been shot, its infected.
She's been starved and dehydrated.
We have a lot of work we need to do one her.
The police will be here tomorrow to investigate her on what happened." Once the nurse finshed talking to us she walked back to the back of the hospital. "My poor baby".
Her aunt was shaking and crying.
As I drove home I began thinking about who would do this.
The first name that popped in my head was Jarod.
If he did this to her, I'm going to kill him.
