CHAPTER 10

I put my hand against my mouth in an attempt to quieten my breathing as I heard Jackson stumbling upstairs. In every horror film, the potential victim hides under their bed and is found within seconds. So, what am I doing right now? That's right. I'm hiding under my bed! It's one of the stupidest things I've ever done. The door slammed open and I could hear his heavy breathing as he entered the room. "Mandy, come out right now." He hissed. I've never heard him so angry before. "Come out!" He kicked the bed and stood at the end of it. I could see the door was still open a little so if I was fast then I could run for it. A scream left my lips as a hand grabbed hold of my foot and pulled me from under the bed. Before I could blink Jackson was straddling my waist and wiping his eyes with a flannel. I could see red surrounding his eyes and some of his face seemed to be bruising. "You stupid bitch!" His fist crashed into the side of my face suddenly. I felt like my face was exploding. "You just couldn't behave for more than minute, could you? You know what?" His knuckles crashed into my other cheek and a laugh left his lips. Blood filled my mouth and tears ran down my face. This was a stupid plan. "Lisa has got the money together apparently. I don't know how she did it but she did. Tomorrow you're going home. You are going home alive. I never thought it'd happen. I was sure that you were leaving me in a body bag but, no! Lisa spoiled the fun, didn't she?" I shut my eyes and winced as he grabbed my face in his hands. "However, after your actions today, I think you should be punished."

"Screw you, Jack! You kidnapped me!" I spat in his face and peeled his hands off my bruised cheeks. "It's all your fault!"

"Oh… If you think what I've done now is bad… then I don't know how you're going to survive this next bit."

"What do you mean?" He smirked and wiped his face again. The flannel dropped to the floor and his hand went into one of his pockets. I heard a clicking sound and a sharp blade was soon pressing against my face.

"Play time." Jackson's left hand shot out and he pushed my left cheek against the hard floor. I tried to get his hand off me but all he did was smash my head against the floor again. My vision went fuzzy and a buzzing noise filled my ears. While I was temporarily paralyzed, Jackson held my head steady with his left hand and I felt the blade press against my skin. A small whimper left my lips as he pressed harder into my flesh with the knife. I felt a trickle of blood drop down my cheek and soon I was screaming as the knife carved into my flesh. It may have only been a few minutes but it felt like hours by the time he had finished. My face felt hot and my energy seemed to have drained from my body once again. "So pretty." He dabbed my face with the flannel. I felt him get off me and stand up. Silence filled the room and I heard Jackson move into the bathroom and start filling the sink with water. "So much trouble." His footsteps neared me once more and my whole body tensed up.

"Bastard." I mumbled to myself. I couldn't see him but I could literally feel the smirk that was on his face. After a few moments I heard him move and pain erupted in my abdomen as his foot crashed into my stomach.

"You are so-"

Kick!

"un-"

Kick!

"grateful!" Blood from my mouth and face mixed together as I cried on the floor. My ribs felt like they had been broken in several places once he had finished.

"Come on. We gotta get you cleaned up for tomorrow." He grabbed my wrist and dragged me into the bathroom. Pain shot up my back and I felt like I was being stabbed repeatedly in the chest. I felt like I was being suffocated. His hands then hooked under my arms and he sat me on the toilet seat. I slumped backwards and held my ribs. Jackson stood in front of me and I felt him dabbing my mouth with something wet. My head dropped to the side as my body started to shut down. "No. Not yet!" He slapped my face a little and then pressed the cloth against my now marred face. It stung but it was nothing compared to the pain going through the rest of my body. "I think this will scar." Laughter filled my ears as he continued to clean up the wound. "Give me a few minutes." My breathing was heavy as I looked at the floor. My vision was blurred and a whistling sound filled my head. It was like having no energy all over again apart from I could feel everything ten times more. Slowly I reached up to my right cheek and winced as blood covered my hand. With a sigh I slumped back against the toilet and a whimper left my throat. "Here we go." Before I could look up, something sharp pierced my neck. "Sleepy time, for the last time…" His voice faded away and my whole world turned black.

No more pain…

AN:

So, sorry for the long wait but I don't think many of you will be bothered since not many of you reviewed. One more chapter and then the epilogue. If you want the last chapter to be uploaded soon then please review as I have had no inspiration to finish this chapter.

There may be grammar errors but who really cares?

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