Tw: mentions of selfharm and eating disorders
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Why am I here with him? That's all I could think to myself. Why did he kidnap me. He has to have a plan right? I mean JD's crazy but not crazy enough for an out of the blue abduction. He has to have a plan, there has to be a reason. I looked up at him quickly and decided to ask

"Why am I here J?"

"Oo J, is that a new nickname for me? I like it."

"Why am I here?" I pressured further."

"Well your mother gave birth to y-"

"Stop with the jokes Christ Jason do you have a plan or did you just kidnap me for fun."

"I always have a plan darling." He stood up, his face softening as he stroked my cheek. I got chills down my spine.

"Well then what is it? What is your plan?"

He started to smile, I was a devious cruel smile.

"Get in the car and you'll find out sweetheart." He smiled again, I hated when he used that malicious smile. It meant bad things we going to happen.

"No."

"No?"

I started to run to the bathroom, I was going to lock myself in. Call the police or something. He's going to have us do something terrible.

I tripped over a gun he had left on the floor. Careless. He gripped my arm tightly to keep me from falling, a split second of worry showed on his face as I tripped, but went quickly back to evil. Does he actually care? I unfortunately involuntarily winced from the tight grip on my cut up arm. Worry filled his face again.

"Did I hurt you?" He sounded genuinely concerned.

"No it's fine." Lying all the time. He didn't believe my lie this time though. And then his eyes caught something as I tried to pull my arm away. Thin, angry, red lines on my wrist.

"Veronica." He was angry now. Very angry.

"I fell into a rose bush like two days before you took me." Lying.
He grabbed my the bottom hem on my blue sweater and pulled it violently off my body. I was exposed, my body now covered in nothing but a little blue bra with black skinny jeans. His eyes darted around my upper body, taking my in. Scars, new ugly red lines, ribs, bones.

"Why?" I barley heard it as it came out as a whisper. He sounded shocked.

I really didn't want to say it, to tell him the truth. But it was the only explanation.

"You." I whispered it carefully. What happened next surprised me.

I watched as Jason, a murderer, a psycho, a broken child, sat down on one of the beds and cried.

He rarely cried in front of me. Probably once. So I was taken aback as I watched him cry over me. I sat down next to him and helped him lean over so that his head was placed in my lap. I began to stroke his hair and talk to him.

"I love you, did you know that J? I just couldn't handle things. Neither of us can. But I'm fine."

I sat him up and cupped his face, forcing him to look at me. "I'm fine. I'm okay. I love you."

He looked defeated.

"You're a skeleton! You hurt yourself! Because of me!" And then he started to take off his shirt and show me his arms. Scars.

"When your mom died." I whispered. He nodded in response.

"But I stopped. You have to stop all of this. Please. For me. For us."

I really didn't want to stop.

"I'll stop."

"Good."

I looked up into his dark eyes. He killed people for me. He's fucked up, but..

I leaned in and kissed him hard. He was surprised at first but then kissed back. I swung my legs over , sitting in his lap. I pulled away from kissing and stared at him. "You're beautiful." I whispered and pushed him down onto the bed.

A/n boring chapter I know but Jd found out about Veronica's bad habits