Forever and Always.

Chapter 1

(Pic of Jacob in MM)

JACOB'S POV

I finally got home after a long day of work. I pray Kayla's sleeping, who know's what she would do to me if she knew I came home minutes late. Slowly turning the door knob, I walked inside, careful not to make any noise. I gently closed the door and flicked on the light. I let out a sigh of relief, "Good, she's slee-"

"Where the fuck have you been?"

KAYLA'S POV

I told him to come at exactly 9:00 pm. No more, no fucking less. But no, he just had to be hard headed and come at 9:04... 9:04!! Why the FUCK did I marry this dumb ass? I grabbed the vase on the table and charged for him. He started running but I tripped that little fucker and broke the vase on his head, and blood started flowing from it.

"Didn't." Punch "I." Punch "Tell." Punch "You." Punch "To-"

"PLEASE STOP!" He cried out like the little bitch he was.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP." I started kicking him on his sides, making sure I hit his ribs. He will learn his lesson. He will not mess with me again. That little piece of shit WILL NOT MESS WITH ME!!!!"

He started coughing up blood. I grabbed him up by his disgusting hair and dragged him to the kitchen. "LOOK AT ALL THIS SHIT. DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO DO THE DAMN DISHES?" 

"I-i-i-i"

"SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UUUUP" I started punching him everywhere, pulling on his hair extra hard. Oh god, this is so much fun. Look at what a little bitch he is. I gave him one final punch on his nose. Haha, I broke it. Good. "Pathetic little shit." I left him in a puddle of his own blood, and made my way upstairs. I looked down at my hands, "God damn it, his nasty ass blood got all over my nails!" I went to the bathroom and took a niiice little bath. Once I was done I looked in the mirror. "Looking good Kayla, haha" I put on my favorite PJ's, and looked down the stairs. Haha, he's still laying there...not my problem! "Uggh, so tired...." I walked to my room and took a nice rest. Hey, can't blame me! All that punching got me tired as fuck. 

JACOB'S POV

I slowly open my eyes. I attempt to stand up, but fell right back down. I'm sore all over, I can barely keep my eyes open. I look at the clock on the wall. 2:50 am. I crawl to the living room and try to reach for the home phone. It took me 6 minutes to dial 911 from how shaken I was. Right when I was about to tap call, the phone got snatched away.

"Trying to be a snitch now, aren't you? Heh, we'll see about that...." 

I look up and see Kayla, raising her foot above my head. 

"N-n-noo-"

KICK.

Everything goes black.

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Oh my lord, this was my first story. I knoooooow it sucks, and it's too short. I PROMISE I'll do better.  Thank you for reading!~ Ily.