Escaping miracle-2

“Amelia! Get back here!” He yells but I ignore his command as I basically fall into what looks like the bathroom. But before I can slam the door, he pushes it open, sending me backwards and onto the tiled floor.

Jonathan stands above me, panting hard. Sweat forms on his forehead where his black hair sticks to it and his dark eyes glare down at me.

“What makes you think you can get away so easily?” He growls.

“Amelia!” Adam yells from the stairs.

Jonathan looks behind him and then at me again. “Another guy, huh? Do you really think the dumbass can save you now?”

I hear Adam coming closer but Jonathan shuts the door behind him, locking the door. Turning to look back at me, he crouches down. “Think you can run? Well baby, I have another thing coming for you.”

Without another word, his fist connects with my jaw and I cry out in pain.

“What is going on in there!” Adam yells through the wooden door.

I cry out again when Jonathan grabs my hair and yanks my head back. I stare up into his eyes as tears spill out of mine because of the intense pain pounding through my head.