Why the hell is Jason calling me? What does he want? He already won Amy’s heart, what more is there? It’s cruelty I say. But, what if something’s wrong? I have to answer, for Amy’s sake.
I let one more ring go through, then pressed talk. Before even saying hello, his rough voice, filled with anger, screamed into the microphone, shattering my ear drums.
“I see how you look at Amy. I know you love her, but she’s mine. Fuck off. She doesn’t need you in her life, Harry. She. Chose. Me.” -click-
All I heard now was the beeping of my phone. That’s it. It’s done. Amy’s gone.
“Jason —- stop! —- get off me! —- JASON! —- STOP!”
I tried to fit in words to get him to stop, but after every word, I’d be pinned against the wall again. His body crushing mine. His strength overpowering my strength, taking my breath away, and not in a good manner. He’s never been that forceful. He always liked to take the lead, but not like this. Like I said, I knew what was coming nest, and I wasn’t too thrilled.
He stopped thrusting his lips towards mine and pulled out his phone, keeping me at the wall with his free hand.
“I see how you look at Amy. I know you love her, but she’s mine.” Who could he possibly be talking to? Anybody I know of couldn’t feel that way about me. It didn’t matter anyways, I’m more focused on getting out of Jason’s Hulk grip before it happens.
“fuck off.” Whoever it was, Jason was seriously pissed off. I could feel his grip getting tighter.
“She doesn’t need you in her life, Harry.” HARRY?! How could that be Harry? My loveable best friend, with the piercing green eyes and curly mop atop his head? The one who has been there for me since we were in diapers, the one who cared for me when I was hurting? He’s the one who comforted me when I hit rock bottom… Of course! It was so obvious! How could I have not realized it? My best friend is in love with me, and I think I am in love with him too…
“She. Chose. Me.” Jason’s right, I did choose him over Harry. How could I be so stupid? I tried once again to free myself from his grip, but instead of being crushed against the wall like before, I was pulled, then thrust onto the bed. No, no, no, no. This can’t happen. This CANNOT happen.
“Jason! YOU ASSHOLE! LET ME GO!”
By now, he was completely on top of me, holding me down. His voice was filled with insanity, “So, now you want to go to him? Amy, you chose me, and I’m not about to let you leave, no matter how much you piss me off. You backed out on me and went to that fucker who sounds like a girl. Now, you owe me, you’re going to do anything I want you to.”
“WHAT THE FUCK JASON?! YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH JOANNA! I OWE YOU NOTHING.” It took all my breath to say that speech, and I could feel my eyes watering.
“Yes, I did, and you know what? Joanna is way better than you. She hotter, she’s sexier, and she’ll actually have sex with me. I’ve been fucking her since you and I stated dating.”
Someone walked out of the bathroom, covered by a mask. All I was thinking was that it was the end. Whoever was behind that mask was petite, so they had to have been a girl. Jason passed his phone to her and continued with what he was saying.
“and now, I am finally going to get you.”
The masked girl finally spoke, “That’s it babe! That bitch deserves it! We’re sending the pictures we take to Harry, right?”
“That’s the POINT, Jo.”
I cut into the conversation. I knew her voice was oddly familiar. “Joanna? What the hell are you doing here?”
She turned to me, and spoke with the crudest voice ever. It was like she was a different person. In fact, she was. She was not the same person as before. “I’m here to help Jason of course! We’ve been waiting so long to screw you over. Amy, the little goody two shoes, and now that you caught him and I together, it was the perfect chance! Now. smile.”
Before I could fully understand what was going on, she lifted the phone, and took a picture. She took a quick glance at the screen, then smiled. “Perfect. Little Amy, before we finish her. Harry’s definitely going to have a shock. Jason, should we make a countdown to send the first one? It’ll be more fun for us to watch Amy suffer while we count. 5-4-3-2-1.”
While she counted backwards from five, I struggled to get Jason off of me. It was no use, but I was persistent. Jason’s bod was just too heavy though.
“Awh, how cute. It’s pointless. I’ve got you held down too tight. You’re going to do what we tell you to, or you’ll never see him again.”
I could tell by the way he sad ‘him’ that he was referring to Harry. I tried to speak, but it was a battle for air. “DON’T YOU DARE GO NEAR HARRY!”
My heart was racing and I felt my mind drifting off somewhere distant. My muscles started to weaken with fatigue. I was falling into some sort of abyss, into unconsciousness. Before I was fully submerged in black, I heard Jason say something about Harry, but I couldn’t make out what it was. It was too late anyways.
After the call with Jason, I laid myself on the couch, surrounded by Louis, Niall, Zayn and Liam, all with worried looks plastered on their faces. I wanted to tell them what said, but I needed a minute.
I lay still for a few minutes, trying to recuperate enough to explain to the boys that everything is over with Amy, but just as I opened my mouth, my phone interrupted once again. This time it was a photo message, from Jason. What did he want this time?
I opened the picture.. and I was instantly taken over by emotions. I was enraged yet so heartbroken. I was so confused as to what I was truly feeling. I threw my phone across the room, and Liam picked it up. I was about ready to storm off again, desperately in need of some air. I really wanted to leave, just go somewhere, run away, away from this life, but Liam brought me back to my senses.
“Guys, this is bad-” the other boys crowded around the phone. Liam continued, “What the hell is this guy’s problem? Pictures keep coming in, like two new ones every minute.” Zayn chimed in, “There has to be someone taking these pictures.” Then Niall added, “Who the fuck would do this?!” Lastly, Louis spoke, “Do you guys see that? She looks limp. What if he drugged her?”
That was what lit the spark in my head. Jason tricked her. Amy would never do that. She always said that she would wait for marriage, or until the right guy. That’s the only explanation. As for the person taking the photos, it has to be Joanna. I was furious, punching the walls from my rage, and screaming at the top of my lungs.
“THAT BITCH. IT’S JOANNA. JASON AND JOANNA ARE DOING THIS TO AMY. AND I CAN’T DO ANYTHING!”
Louis screamed above my voice, so that I could hear him. “CAN’T DO ANYTHING? WE’RE GOING DOWN TO THAT HOTEL RIGHT NOW, AND WE’RE GOING TO GET THAT GIRL HARRY.”
We were off to the hotel, but it was about a 20 minute minute dive there. Who knows what will happen when we get there, but all I know is that Amy better be safe.