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Chapter 39

Jade POV

No, this can't be happening again...it can't. I can feel his fingertips pressing so tight I'm sure there will be bruises on my arms later. I'm still trying to figure out exactly what happened. Why is he dressed as a nurse instead of a doctor this time? How could Erica not realize that he's not really a nurse? The guys said that they told her about him so how can she not see who he really is? Wait, where is his scar? Was that a lie too?

I trip as he forces me to follow alongside him, the knife scalpel thing pressing into my side as we go down the fire escape. I barely glance over the side, my fear of heights making my lungs tighter than before. One wrong move and I'm a goner. Then again maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing...

Cerulean blue eyes pop into my mind and a yearning to get back to Spyro and the rest of the men that have somehow made me feel safe fills my chest.

"NO!" I shout as I try and yank my wrist free. There's a sudden warmth on my side and my shirt starts to cling to my side but I pay no attention to it. "LET ME GO!"

"Shut the fuck up!" he growled in my ear as his grip tightened on my arm. Any more pressure and I think he'll break it.

An idea pops into my head, one that I hadn't had to use in years but maybe, just maybe, it will work again. I use his tugging to my advantage and when he pushes me to the next steps, I relent, making him believe I am listening to him and just as he releases enough pressure to let me descend, I throw my head back, knocking it in his jaw, forcing him to fall back. I use those few precious seconds and jump over instead of down. Yeah, maybe it wasn't the smartest of moves but when I land in an open dumpster I exhale in relief that my seeing it at the last second and turning my body towards it actually worked. My ankle is burning as pain ricochets up to my hip, letting me know I hit it on something hard but I don't care, I hear his scream of fury and force myself up. I can't stay here any longer.

"FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE!" I shout as I pull myself over the edge of the dumpster and land in some mysterious liquid I do NOT want to stop and think about. I try to take a step but fall to my knees as my entire body courses in pain. "Fuck," I grumble as I push through it and stand.

Sorry Guys

The thought crosses my mind as I take another step. My jaw tightens as my teeth clench together to stop me from screaming in pain.

"You fucking whore, get back here!" He screams as I hear his footsteps pound down the stairwell from above.

I need to hide...now. Using the wall, I leave the alley and force myself to stand upright so I can blend into the busy sidewalk. People bump into me constantly as they look at their phones but that works to my advantage, it combats the dizziness that is starting to blur my vision in the corner of my eyes.

I start to stumble but someone's "watch it" has me back alert to my surroundings. Spotting a gas station, I head in that direction. I blend into the crowd waiting at the crosswalk and manage not to fall once as spots fill my vision. Feeling the cool concrete on my fingertips, I find the bathroom in the back of the building, used for customers. I slip inside and slide the lock to ensure my safety for the moment.

I grip the sink and take a couple of deep breaths. "You've done this once, you can do it again," I mumble to myself as I turn on the water. Red catches my eye as I lift my fingers, where did that come from? A quick glance down explains why my shirt was stuck to my body. "Shit," I whisper as I slowly raise the shirt. "Fuck," I groan as I touch around the knife wound. I grab some toilet paper and press it to the wound, biting my bottom lip so I couldn't scream. I know it won't last long but for now it will work.

Turning so I can lean against the wall, I slide down to the floor. I need to figure out my next move. As much as I want to go back to the hospital to find the guys, my brain is being logical and pointing out just how dangerous and stupid that would be.

No, I need to get somewhere where I can lay low and hide until I can stop this bleeding. I also need to get a message to Spyro to let him know I'm okay. Think, Jade, think.