Bruises #Mashley(completed)

Chapter 5

- Ashley

I woke up in my hotelroom, Mitch wasn't next to me anymore. But there was a horific laughing in the background. I saw this red thing on the other side of the bed, the side where Mitch was laying earlier. I leaned over to that side to see Mitch laying on the ground, his throath slid over. The laughing became louder and when I looked up I saw Jack with a bloody knife and blood on his hands laughing.

"Nooooooo." I jot up in my bed. I was breathing heavely in uneven spikes I was going to hyperventilate for sure.

"Ashley. Ashley!" I saw Mitch infront of me shaking me.

"Ashley easy it's alright everything's alright." I finnaly calmed down.

"What happend?" He asked.

"Bad dream." I wispered. He pulled me in for a hug.

"It's alright I'm here to protect you." He kept me there in his arms.

"Do you wanna tell me what it was about?"

"Jack and you."

"Me?" I nodded in his chest.

"He killed you." I say crying softly.

"That won't happen Ashley. He won't stand a chance." He said with a chuckle. I smiled aswell tears still streaming down my face. He took my head in his hands and wipped away the tears.

"I'll be alright and you'll be aswell." He said with a soft voice. I smiled and nodded.

"Let's get ready for minecon shall we?" He said after I stopped crying.

~ At minecon ~

We've been here for a couple hours now. We had alot of signings, q/a and fan meetings. I was really having fun and forgetting about Jack. I was just walking around alone for a bit when suddenly someone pulled me backstage. He turned me around and put a knife to my throat.

"I told you you weren't leaving." Jack.

"Jack please." I wispered he just pushed the knife harder against my throat.

"I know you kissed that Mitch guy. I have been watching you. Oh you shouldn't have done that." He pushed it harder and I cried from the pain.

"Please stop."

"Oh you want this to stop?" I nodded a little.

"Good." He pulled away the knife but stabbed it in my stomach.

"Now it stops." He said as he pulled it out. I fell to the ground. He left laughing. I put my hand over the wound to try and stop the bleeding but it wouldn't work. I couldn't scream I could only softly cry. I felt for my phone my last hope of getting help.