Diana is a girl from America. She suffers from bullying, and she keeps it a secret for almost four years. It's basically her entire high school life


19. Chapter 16

*Still Diana's POV*

  It was a black when I woke up. I couldn't see anything again. I moved my wrist, and I realized that I could actually move my arms. Jake hadn't taped back up. I also realized that I was wearing different clothes than before. I reached out to find my boots, and I touched the fuzziness of them. I grabbed both of them, and took my phone out. I dialed Louis number. He picked up on the third ring.

  "Hello, Diana? Where are you?" He asked.

  "I'm in an old house. Jake keeps turning off my bedroom lights," I whispered back.

  "Okay. You have a GPS in your phone right?"

  "Yeah. It's imbedded in my case, and phone. Why? Are you going to have to police track me down?"


  I started hearing footsteps.

  "Got to go Lou. Love you!"

  I ended the call, threw my phone in my boots, and set them down where they were before, and put my hands in the same position they were before. The door opened, and Jake stood their.

  "Put on your shoes. We're going shopping," is all he said before he walked away.

  I grabbed my boots, and took my phone out, slipped my boots on, then out my phone back in. Jake came back in, and untied the rope. I got up, and followed Jake out of the room. I got the sudden urge to throw up. I ran to the nearest bathroom, and puked.

"Hurry up! We don't have all day!" Jake yelled.

I stopped puking, and got up. I wiped my mouth with the nearest towel. I pulled my hair back, and walked out. Jake put his arm around my waist, and he had a strong grip.

"Here put this on."

Jake handed me a scarf, for me to put around my head. He put on a hat, and sunglasses. Jake led me outside, to the car. He opened the door, and walked around to the drivers side.

We arrived at the mall, around a half hour later. I kept feeling like I had to puke. I saw a bunch if police officers in front of the mall. Jakes grasp tightened.

  "Have you seen this girl?" The police asked Jake.

  "No. Sorry," he responded.

  We walked in, and he led me to a store. It was full of women's clothing. He handed me some clothes, that for what I orginally wore in Britan. I went to the dressing room, and tried them on. They fit perfectly, I took them off, and put in my regular clothes. I wrapped the scarf back around my face, and hair. Jake took the clothes, and paid for them. We walked out of the store, and he took me to another store. This time, it was a bigger sized store.

  "If you're pregnant, you're going to need bigger clothes."

  He picked out about five different outfits. Jake then took me to a hair salon. A hair dresser sat me down, and she trimmed my hair. My hair ended up at my shoulders.

  "Could you dye her hair blonde? But leave her roots her natural hair color, please."

  "Sure thing sweetie!" The hair dresser replied.

  She got out tin foil, and blonde hair dye. Jake handed me my "glasses". I put them on the table in front of me.

  "I'll be right back. I just have to get something," Jake said.

  He walked out, and I was left alone with the hair dresser. I haven't felt like puking yet, which looks like a good and bad sign.

  "Why do I have to be pregnant with this lunatics child?" I thought.

  "Is that your boyfriend?" The hairdresser asked.

 "I don't really want to lie to her, but it's the only way!" I thought.

 "Yeah. I've been wanting my hair dyed for a while, but we've always been to busy to come to the mall. You know with work, and all that," I responded.

  "How long have you guys been together?"

  "For almost a year."

  "By the way my name is Louise, but you can just call me Lou."


  Lou kept dying my hair for almost thirty minutes or so. Jake still hasn't come back yet. I was under this hair dyer, that dries the dry faster, then letting it air dry. Lou set it for half an hour. Jake came back when I had about ten minutes left. He was holding a Walgreens bag. I kind of figured what was in the bag. The timer went off, and Lou came over.

  "Okay, now we are going to take off the foil, and your all ready to go!"

  Lou sat me down in my original seat, and she started to take off the foil. To my defense, I didn't look bad as a blonde.

  "Their you go! Your all done love!"

  I got up from the chair, and waved goodbye to Lou. Jake wrapped his arm around me again. I slipped on my glasses, and we walked to the car. He opened the door for me, and I got in. He drove us back to the house, and Jake quickly out me inside. He was carrying the Walgreens bag, and he handed it to me. I ran to the bathroom, and took out the box. It was long, and slim. It read Pregnacy Test. About five minutes later...it had a plus on it.

  "Oh no! Oh no!" I thought.

  Jake came up the stairs, I quickly threw away the test. He came in, and wrapped his arms around me, and kissed my cheek.

  "Get off me Jake!" I said.

  "Okay! Okay!" He responded.

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