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What happens if you wake up the next day to the news of the death of someone who asked you out on a date the previous day?
When Sarah McKenzie who is turning eighteen in three months time wakes up to the news of her school...
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"Did you think that you could run away from me?" Jacob whisper-shouted from behind Sarah with one of his hand clenched at her throat and the other successfully wrapped around her body to pin her close to him.
"Let go of me, you fucking prick." Sarah hissed.
"Shh. That's no way to talk to someone who has been searching for you."
"If that particular someone is after my life, then, it's the right thing to say," Sarah replied before bringing her teeth down to bite on Jacobs hand that was clasped around her throat.
"Argh, you fucking bitch," Jacob shouted as he pushed Sarah away from him to inspect the bite mark on his hand, letting out a litany of curses. His push had caused her to hit the cold ground and she let out a low yelp of pain as Clara ran to her side to help her stand up.
"Come on, Sarah, get up. We've to make a run for it." Clara pleaded as she struggled with helping her stand up but the wet ground was serving as a big problem as they both came crashing down halfway up.
Sarah whimpered. "I don't think I can make it. I think I have a broken rib."
"No... No... No... This can't be happening."Clara cried. "We've got to make a run for it Sarah. Just give it a little try, please."
"The both of you are going nowhere." Jacob barked as he walked towards the both of them and grabbed Sarah roughly by her hair, tugging her away from Clara. Clara immediately jumped at Jacob with the intent of stopping him from taking Sarah away but he kicked her on her stomach making her bend over in pain.
Jacob was furious and he needed to take his anger out on someone. Clara proved to be the perfect victim of his assault at that moment because he didn't stop at only one kick to her stomach but continued with punches, insults and more kicks on her.
"That's enough, please" Sarah cried out from where she laid on the ground. "It's me you want. Stop hurting her." she pleaded causing Jacob to stop mid-air on another punch that he was about to deliver to the already battered body of Clara.
"I wanted to go easy on you, Sarah, but you're not just making things susceptible for me." He said as he staggered towards where Sarah was still lying on the ground. He grabbed her by her chin to look at him straight on but, Sarah spat into his face. Jacob was angry at her actions, and so he smacked her on the face.
Jacob grabbed her roughly by her hair, "It's such a pity that you would have to die." he said before slamming her head down on the cold ground and walking away from her to pick his dagger which had slipped from his hand sue to his constant attacks on Clara.
The rain pouring down was making Sarah numb and her vision was becoming blurry. The force of her head hitting the ground was enough to summon an impounding headache on her as she tried to crawl away from Jacob. Sarah shook her head from side to side, trying to clear her vision and see if she could reduce the whining sound in her head. She took a look back towards Jacob and saw that he had picked up the dagger and was heading towards her. Frantically, Sarah tried to search around her for something she could use as a weapon against him but all she could come in contact with was wet soil.
