Jackson’s eyes shot open suddenly on the cold hard ground he found himself, a blinding pain shooting across the back of his head and his face. He tried to move but his hands were tied behind him tightly, the edges of the zip tie cutting across his skin. He tried to focus his vision but it was damn near impossible in the pitch blackness. His tongue was dry, and tasted metallic. Confusion clouded his brain as he tried to understand what was going on.What was going on? Where was he? Last he remembered, he was talking to Ethan about Emily and then - shit! Someone attacked him from behind. Panic rose in his chest, suddenly heaving up and down when the door opened and someone walked in, he tried to look up but the pain shot across but he fought through it and balancing himself on his knees.The door seemed farther away from he lay helplessly, so their steps were slow and calculated and almost intimidating, the echoes of their leather boots knocking seamlessly across the wooden floor.“You
It had been two days and Jackson was still – in fact missing. A hushed tension hung in the air, shrouding everyone in a cloak of unease. The news had spread like wildfire, sending shockwaves through the media landscape. Headlines blazed across newspapers, their bold letters acting as a glaring reminder of the fraught reality. Everyone asked questions that there were no answers to, that there was no one to give those answers. Everyone waited amidst the investigations, waiting – waiting for a call at least.The whole family sat together in the Hatton family mansion, Ethan seated close to Emily who had just left the hospital but had been silent ever since, refusing to say a word. What exactly was she going to say? What words were enough to describe the fear that had seized her, held her captive and unwilling to let go. Different scenarios kept running through her head, was it Blair? Did she go through with her plans to actually kidnap Jackson? If so, why hadn’t they called yet? Why had n
“Hey, wake upp!” Jackson felt a splash of icy cold water jolting him upright from his dreamless sleep and his heart went into a frenzy immediately. He looked up and James was staring hard at him, a bright smile on his face followed by a mocking sneer.“You’re not eating?” James said and Jackson stared at the cold plate of spaghetti on the floor, even though his stomach growled intensely with hunger there was no way on earth he was touching that. Jackson stayed quiet, he had been locked there for nearly two days and his skin crawled with grime and a bit of fear, but still there was nothing he could d.,“Okay then” James picked up the food and threw it in a trash bin a few inches from where they stood then when we walked back to Jackson, who hadn’t taken his eyes off him. Jackson mind worked tirelessly, looking for loopholes in a desperate bid to plan his escape. Uncle James had to have a weakness, something that still held his humanity alive. Beneath all those pent up resentment and an
“Oh my God!” Emily sprang up immediately a strange text hit her phone, and she stared at it with shaky hands, her rate instantly going up. It was a location pin from a strange number with a text attached to it‘Don’t tell Ethan’ it saidConfusion clouded her brain, she stared at it long enough waiting for her brain to click.Who could it be? And when it finally clicked like a lightbulb suddenly coming up and lightng up the grey areas in her brain. Could it be - it had to be, it was the only logical explanation.It was Jackson! She looked around her, she was still in the Hatton family house and this time Mr. and Mrs. Had retired sadly to the bedroom.Immediately she bolted for the door but just as she stepped outside she came in contact with Ethan and she stopped abruptly,“Where are you off to?” his eyes didn’t meet hers, and she didn’t want to look at him either not after the spectacle he had caused earlier.“Emily?” he called again when she didn’t respond “Where are you going, it’s
The heaviness – her head. Even her eyes felt heavy as she tried to force them open, the realization of the cold hard floor that she lay on suddenly hitting her, but she didn’t bolt upright immediately. She waited, allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness before she moved. The dizziness engulfed and took all of her willpower not to give into it and go back into a dreamless sleepJacksonHis name rang in her head as she sat up slowly, turning her head around when she found him just lying down just a few inches from her“Jackson” she whispered softly, inching towards him and she touched his skin and it was burning hot. She called his name again, shaking him a little until he stirred and he turned around to face her, his eyes suddenly going wide when he realized it was her.“Emily – what are you – ” his words came out in broken bits “How did you – ” he moved closer to her and cupping her face in his hands, the hotness of his hands warming the iciness of her skin and she relished in his
A gunshot! It was loud and blaring, it rang through the air and a scream followed, quietness followed as Emily clamped her mouth shut with her hands. Her eyes widened by the loudness of the sound and also Jackson writhing on the floor, his hands holding his knee in pain.“Jackson oh no!” she exclaimed rushing to his side as the blood pooled out slowly from his burst knee. Jackson grunted in heavy pain, it was difficult to understand the kind of pain he felt, his vision blurred and he had began to see dark spots until Emily face came to focus, her concerned eyes drilling into his as the tears gathered in her eyes.Confusion settled amongst all of them, and James saw it as a distraction to push Ethan out of the way and gaining possession of the pistol. He aimed it at Ethan who now backed away slowly.“You stupid idiots!” Emily yelled “He’s bleeding, we need to call an ambulance!”“Nobody is calling anybody” James ordered “Not until I get my money”“He’s going to die” Emily cried out l
*Some many years ago*It was a time in the fanciest part of New York with modern estate mansions lined up eagerly – beautiful and luxurious and it wasn’t quite uncommon to find kids riding their bikes up and down the empty street sometimes up to the busy streets if they were lucky to get away from the watchful eyes of their babysitters and nannies but at that time Ethan and Jackson were old enough to go off riding on their own without anyone breathing down their back anxiously.Everyone was used to their running off, sneaking off in the hot spring afternoon with their helmets latched on their heads while they ran off with the other neighborhood kids but that afternoon had been different. Ethan was in the mood for a swim in their large in built swimming pool but Jackson had been riddled with adrenaline he needed to steam off, he wanted to bike race with their yet again new bikes“Come on Ethan” Jackson pleaded impatiently “First down the hill and you get my desert for a week” Jackson w
Ethan had seen Jackson seated on the floor, both of his knees scraped and bleeding with his bike broken beside him while he cried softly. Quickly he ran over to him, placing his bike softly next to Jackson’s broken one.“What happened Jackson?” Ethan asked “Who did this to you?”“Frank and Junior” Jackson cried referring to the Weatherbee brothers “They pushed me down to hill to win the race and they ran away - those little shits”“What!” Ethan was angry now, as he looked up the winding hill that Jackson might’ve rolled over and his face clouded with anger because if he had come along, it wouldn’t have happened.“If you came along, they wouldn’t do that. It was two against one, I didn’t stand a chance with them” Jackson said angrily.“Well we’re not going to let them get away with it”“What are you going to do? Push them down the hill? Frank on his own is twice both our sizes” Jackson said loudly, clearly exasperated and still annoyed at Ethan’s betrayal but Ethan bent over to help hi