John Kramer imagines (book 2)

not about us anymore

"I want this mess cleaned up before I come back, do you understand me?" He snapped, as he pulled on his jacket and he glared at me. He hadn't been the same since Jill died, he was cold and mean, he didn't treat me like he used to and it made me mad, he was so wrapped up in his work that he didn't even have time for me. "Fine." I stand up, as I started to clean up the mess on the ground, where I had been trying out new parts for a trap I was working on. "What is this anyway?" He crossed his arms, "I'm just working on a new trap. I have all of the papers here.. I just need to finish putting it together." He grabbed the papers from my hands, before he ripped them in half. "I don't care, y/n! Just put this crap away and stop bothering me!" He threw the mess onto the ground, turning and walking away. I looked down, my chest felt heavy and I didn't want to get upset, or mad. I knew I had to hold it together this time. I'd been strong for this long and I wasn't going to give it up now, not for his sake or for mine. I clean the paper up from the ground, before I put it into the bin and I stand up, as I went back to my laptop. I decided to type up a letter, something that I knew would have to be meaningful, something that I could be honest about. I had to tell him how I was feeling, how he had made me feel for the past few weeks, enough was enough and I couldn't allow him to treat me this way anymore. I couldn't.

I typed about a page, before I printed it off, I fold it in half and put it inside an envelope, I write his name on the front before leaving it on the table. I collected my belongings, before I leave, I shut the door behind me, get into my car and I drove to my house, as I turned my phone on silent and I lay on the couch, I felt like I wanted to cry, but I knew that it would probably just make me feel even worse than I already did. I shut my eyes for a moment, sighing gently as I ran a hand through my hair. This had become exhausting and I wasn't even sure if this was what I wanted, I did love John and I always would, but I couldn't allow him to treat me that way, it was plain wrong and I deserved more than that. I really hoped that he found the letter and felt bad for what he did, no one could fuck with me and get away with it and I wasn't going to let John Kramer do that to me. I lean back, before I turn on a movie and just try and relax for the evening. I noticed my phone light up, I looked over and saw John was calling me, which was no surprise really, I knew that he would be calling, wondering where I had gone. I wasn't going to allow him to do this, he always got his own way and it made me mad, he couldn't just get his way anymore and I wouldn't stand for it.

I had to take a stand and be better.

But would he ever let me go? I doubted it.

(Part 2?)