Trapped

[xsianx]

I'm in shock - Give me a few minutes... !

I was just commenting your (brilliant) one shot, saying hope to see some more Trapped, because Krystal told me she did 'her' chapter. Then I click on here and find you put hers up so I was very happy and then you put another one on so I was very very happy. Another update tomorrow !!- I can't wait.

Poor Martha, Jack you fool you should have kissed her! Sod Alex. Aww the crash brought back memories of Chris Has he gone now? or is that wishful thinking? knowing me it is.

Great writing Krystal and Jade!

[bay girl]

What the frick. Why didn't he kiss her? Who gives a crap about Alex. Kiss Martha, Jack.

Great update. Can't wait for more.

[beckyboo]

Oh Amber dont you worry Jade will be updating soon

[puja]

I'm glad this fic is continuing; thanks Jade Great chapter. Poor Martha; I hope she's strong enough to get herself out of that situation.

Special mention to Krystal too; the guest chapter was brilliant!

I think you may fulfil my request- please update soon

[Jamey-Maria]

Jack is stupid. He should have some sort of response I know your problem Jade. You let your hatred for Martha from other things spill into your fic- bad girl But still- you updated again! YAY! You're leaving the crap upaters club. I'm all alone now But if it means I can get another chapter soon so be it, I'll deal. I hate you for giving me a preview too. It was just mean You're writing is better than ever as well! Awesome chapter

[~Amy~]

Its back!!! I had to go back pages & pages to find out was happening. Aww he didn't kiss her back, but shes gone into the bathroom, so maybe, just maybe. I refuse to give up hope.

Update soon.

[-Jade-]

No you're not dreaming - here's the next chapter, as promised. Hope you guys enjoy it. I'm loving reading the comments! I'm shocked that you all came back , thanks a lot though.

Chapter 25

Finally Chris woke up. The dark room belied his mood; he wasn’t happy, he wasn’t relaxed and he wasn’t going to let that bitch do that to him. As he lay in the middle of the bed he thought darkly about what he was going to have to do now. She’d made him resort to this, it wasn’t his fault, he convinced himself. Martha had tried to leave him. That move was against the rules, simple as that. Now the people she cared for most were going to pay, as he’d warned her so many times before. If only she’d just listened, instead of being so…naïve. Why she thought that that guy, Jack, could save her, he didn’t know. Because all she had served to do was make Jack Chris’ prime target. Funny, how love strikes. Well Martha’s love was going to be Jack’s downfall. Nothing was going to stop him, Chris thought to himself. A wry smile formed on his lips, he just couldn’t wait to make Jack pay. He just shouldn’t have interfered.

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Martha grasped the side of the bath and weakly pulled her body up, so that she was standing. Walking over to the sink she pushed her face close to the mirror hanging above it. Her face. It looked so tired, so sad... Her skin was taught and red from crying, her eyes were now dull, having lost their sparkle a long time ago. No wonder Jack had pulled away – she looked a mess. Looking in the mirror then and there, she realised something. Who would ever want her? She looked awful, she had baggage; a baby on the way, an abusive so-called fiancé. Hardly a catch was she? She was one of those people who tried to steal other people’s boyfriends. She’d just tried to kiss Jack. He was with Alex for God’s sake, she couldn’t believe she had tried to jeopardise that.

And she was totally financially tied up.

And then there was the danger.

Anyone she cared about was now in danger. She’d put Jack in danger, and that was what she was most angry at. She’d actually come along and messed up his life – she’d made him worry about her, she’d gotten in the way of his relationship. This was just all wrong. Taking a step back she tried to take a deep breath to stop herself from choking up with tears again. She slowly shook her head, desperate to rid herself of all those thoughts.

She had to leave. There was no other way. If she went far enough, she’d direct Chris away from her family, away from Jack. Maybe. Hopefully. Looking up to the ceiling she tried to calm down.

“Right, it’s ok Martha, you can do this” she said to herself as she approached the bathroom door, standing up just that bit taller. She turned the key quickly and decisively in its lock, but then only proceeded to open the door just wide enough for her to slip through. She swivelled her head around, gauging whether or not she’d be in any risk of meeting Jack. The place seemed quiet so she assumed that he wasn’t there. Walking up to the kitchen counter her eyes were attracted to a white piece of paper, that looked hurriedly scribbled on. And sure enough, it was from Jack. And he was out.

Good.

Martha quickly started to put on the clothes in which she had arrived in the night before. She also folded up the blankets on the couch. Looking around she thought to herself that it would only be better for Jack this way. Grabbing a pen, she added a little note at the bottom of the paper in her scrawled handwriting and then grabbed her handbag, since it was all she now owned. As she left the house, she didn’t once turn around. She didn’t want to feel the regret or the longing. This was now an old chapter of her life. Now all she had to do was steal Chris’ car and she’d be fine. She stood on the street under a tree and fiddled through her purse to find the car keys. Having firmly grasped the right key, she approached the car that Chris had bought shortly after becoming her fiancé. He’d bought it with the money she’d inherited from a relative. Without her permission. So technically, it belonged to her now. He may not have ever given her a key but she'd found and stolen the spare set for herself. And she may have been broke, but she had saved up a small amount of money for emergencies. She hadn’t been totally naïve.

Slowly she slipped the key into the lock, where it belonged, and twisted it sharply. She heard a click and then grabbed the door handle, flinging the car door open. Getting inside she turned on the ignition and sped off down the road straight away. She was going to grab some food from the diner and then leave for the airport. She didn’t know where she was going to go, but she was going to do anything but stay in Summer Bay. Turning into the car park by the beach she looked wistfully at the sand and the beautiful shades of blue. It was her favourite place. The sea was so immense that it just seemed to swallow up your problems, at least whilst you were standing there looking at it. The froth of the waves seemed to soothe you; the gentle lapping noise was relaxing.

Martha had to shake herself out of it. She had to get food, and she had to keep her mind on track. She walked in to the diner, keeping her head low, and, grabbing a menu, she ordered some sandwiches and waited impatiently for them to come. After waiting for what felt like hours, but in reality had only been a couple of minutes, they were handed over to her and she promptly walked to the door. Martha kept her eyes on the ground, almost ashamed of people seeing her in the state that she was in. But it was this precise neglect of looking in front of her that caused her to collide with someone.

Her head snapped up.

“Martha! Thank God I found you.”

And there was Jack’s face, looking down at her, with that worried look that always seemed to inhabit it when he was around her. Martha kept walking.

“Don’t’ even say anything, Jack” she said to him over her shoulder. He followed.

“Martha you can’t leave-“

“I can do what ever I like Jack. Trust me, this is better for everyone.” Martha was now walking towards her car with severe determination.

“How is this better for everyone? It’s certainly not better for you or the baby.” Jack cried out, frustrated.

“Jack I think I know what’s better with me!” Martha shouted as she started rummaging through her bag for the keys. But everytime she got hold of them they slipped out of her hand again.

“God damn it.” She muttered to herself, as the wind blew her hair around her face. Finally, she grasped them and slipped them into the door.

“Martha you can’t do this.” Jack warned trying to get her turn to look at him. Martha continued to ignore him. She grabbed the door handle to open it, but it was only slightly open when Jack smashed it shut. Martha froze.

“How the hell is this good for you? Why are you running away from your problems? Come on Martha, you know this isn’t going to solve anything.” Jack was now shouting. Martha suddenly saw a side to him that she really didn’t like. Shaking slightly, she stepped away from him and quickly got in the car. Jack was quick to notice the effect and suddenly he felt overwhelmingly guilty. He stopped the door just as it was about to close.

“Martha I’m so sorry…” he said, looking sadly apologetic. “It’s just… I don’t want you to go.”

Martha looked up to him and saw that he was being totally genuine.

“I have to go Jack.” She said, as she pulled the door closed. With one last glance at him, she pulled out of the car park and sped off down the road, trying not to regret the decision she’d made.

“No you don’t!” Jack cried out after her, but it was too late.

[bay girl]

Great chappie.

Go after her Jack. Get on the plane with her and run away together.

[~Amy~]

I love these daily updates, I'd forgotten she was even pregnant, lol.

Chris is being evil again. I don't like it.

Jack should follow her!

Looking forward to the next one.

[puja]

Don't go Martha!

These regular updates are great; you're putting us all to shame now! lol

More soon please