Saving Him

F O U R T E E N

Diana's P.O.V.

We've been driving for about twenty minutes. After jack came to get me from the hotel, we smoothly escaped, going unnoticed by Trevor or any other gang member.

"Hopefully Cole gets back soon." I say more to myself.

"Yeah, Cole said for us to just go on." Jack said once again.

"Well when is he coming back?" I ask him.

He just shrugs. "He said he may not come back."

"What?! Jack, we have to turn around!" I panic, not knowing what else to do.

His grip on the steering wheel tightens, his knuckles turning slightly white. "Can you just forget about him?" He sneered.

I gaped at him. "Forgot about him? Jack, I love him!" Oh snap, I said that out loud. Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap.

I can't believe I just said that. Do I love Cole? I think I do. I mean, the thought of him being away literally pains me. Even now I'm just worried about him. He's constantly been on my mind since the moment he asked me for a pen. No it's too early! I've known him for two weeks! Is it possible to fall in love with someone so quickly?

Jack slammed on the brakes and pulled over. "You what?" His voice louder.

"You heard me," I say.

He shakes his head. "No! No, you can't."

"And why's that?" I ask with annoyance in my tone.

"Because I'm in love with you!" He admits.

Holy cow. What.

"I've been in-love with you forever; it's just taken me a long time to see it." He continues, whispering the last part. "Diana, please give me a chance, I love you." He begs with a pleading expression.

This is all too much.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Jack... I love Cole." I tell him, looking him straight in the eyes.

"Is that your final choice?" He angrily asks.

I nod, not needing to say anything else.

"Fine, then I'll make mine." He picks up his phone and dials a number. "Hello?... Yeah, kill him." Then hangs up.

"Jack, who was that?" My breathing gets heavy as panic hits me once more.

"I'm sorry Diana but if I can't have you, no one can." God, he's a freaking psycho!

"Jack. Who. Was. That?" My tone was hopefully taken as threatening but me being a 5'6, blonde, and blue eyes girl, nothing really does come off that way. I got that girl-next-door look or whatever.

"Trevor Meyer,"

My panic stricken face turns into anger. "What do you mean it was Trevor?! Who are they killing?!"

"Cole," His voice low.

Without warning, I punch him straight in the nose. "You're a damn prick, Jack." I get out of the car and start walking back towards the hotel, which is about 10 miles away. FML FML FML.

Cole's P.O.V.

"Stand up," Trevor demanded lowly, not wanting anyone around us to hear.

I did as he said and we both walked out of the restaurant and then took the elevator up so we were now at his hotel room.

Trevor suddenly grabbed both hands and twisted them painfully around my back. After he got me where I couldn't get free, he handcuffed me. Damn it. "Is all this necessary?" I hissed as he tightens the cuffs around my wrists.