Forever and Always.

Chapter 2

(KAYLA IN MM)

JACOB'S POV

I felt a sudden severe burning sensation on my nose, causing me to wake up. "Fuck, stay still god dammit." Kayla said. She was fixing my broken nose. "Hah, I beat you good."

I tried stretching my arms , but found them stuck in handcuffs. "Thought I was gonna let you go free after that little stunt you tried to pull off??" She looked at me with venom in her eyes. "This is gonna be your place for a looong time, might as well make yourself comfy."  

She dragged me by my arms to a small old matt in the corner. The ground was cold and hard, there was a small lamp, giving out a faint glow on what would have otherwise been a completely dark room. The walls were a dark grey colour, the only thing in the room was the lamp and the matt. Nothing else.

Once I was on the matt she started to leave. "K-kayla...." 

"WHAT?!" 

"I Uhm. I need to use the bathroom."

"UGH! Your so annoying! You got one minute!!!"

She grabbed me roughly and guided me out of the room, into the bathroom. She unlocked the handcuffs, and the second she did so, I spun around and grabbed her neck, pressing her against the wall. She started gasping, her eyes widening, her mouth forming an O. I felt a rush, and indescribable rush of happiness, this is what she gets, this is what she deserves. I wanted to keep choking her, but I didn't want her to die.Well at least not yet. 

 I let go and she fell to the floor, crying, trying to breathe. holding her neck. Looking at her, I just started laughing, It was so funny. It really was. Wasn't she the one talking all that shit not long ago?!

KAYLA'S POV

My lungs are burning, I wanted to just beat his ass but I couldn't get in enough air. Then he started laughing. laughing. I'm over here suffering and he's laughing? I mean, yeah I did to him before, but it doesn't matter cause girls and hit guys and they cant hit back, but since he put his hands on me. Once I'm out of here I'm gonna file a police report and get him locked up!

He twisted my arm hard. "STOP, it fucking hurts."

"Oh, I'm not done yet." He pulled out a knife. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! I'M SORRY PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" 

JACOB'S POV

I held the knife up to her throat and pressed slightly, leaving a thin, long red line. She started crying again. Then I pressed the knife on her cheek, sliding it down to her chin. I did the same with the other cheek. Blood started dripping onto her shirt. I had to resist all urges to murder her right there. Instead, I threw her in the room I was in earlier, and shut the door.

Now, onto step 2.