Skye
The last thing I remember was Jason breaking into my apartment and attacking me. Now I am sitting in some warehouse, tied to a f*****g chair, my head bleeding, my lip busted open. I knew Ace would be home soon and see that something happened. That he would look at the security footage and see what happened to me. And I knew that he would do whatever it takes to get me back. I just needed to stay alive. He had ropes around my ankles, one tied to each leg. And my hands were bound with cable ties behind me. It's like he couldn't decide how to bound me. f*****g amateur. I started wiggling my ankles slowly, loosening the ropes. If I could get my ankles untied I could stand and get my arms in front of me and break the cable ties easily. I just needed to go slow and quiet.
I knew how Jason
