Jason's P.O.V:
I stood quietly and glared at Derek, who was, for now, sleeping. I clenched my hand in fist and clenched my jaw from the furious anger that was building inside of me. He beat her, he almost raped her... I shut my eyes and tried to control myself, so I wouldn't kill him right away. His death have to be slow.
I looked over my shoulder and saw Khalil and Dean standing few feet away from me. I looked back at Derek and harshly stepped on his leg, causing him to wake up almost immediately and nearly scream.
"Shut the f**k up, little piece of s*it" - I said through gritted teeth and threw a punch on his cheek.
"Who gave you the right to lay a finger on her?!" - I exclaimed and threw a punch on his stomach, earning a gagging sound and then the blood out of his mouth. Well, I'm strong enough to knock out someone with just one punch, so don't be surprised.
I tightly grabbed his neck, slightly choking him and then hit his head a few times in the wall behind him.
"Jason" - I felt someone grab my arm.
"You're going to kill him" - I heard Khalil uttering from behind.
I felt like everything boiled inside of me, like the steam was coming out of my ears. I let go of his neck and took a step back with closed eyes. I took a few breaths to calm myself a little bit and swiftly turned to the door.
I climbed the stairs and came in the kitchen. I looked over a few cupboards to find the pills. Finally after 5 minutes I found antidepressants which I've been taking for the last few months. I took one pill, placing the cup down on the counter and then I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to fight back the "demons". A few voices which always reminded me of themselves and mentally tortured me, but the pills helped. Sadly, not for too long.
After some time I felt myself slowly relaxing. I slowly blinked, "waking up" from the trance and looked around the room. I felt numb again. I, almost, felt nothing. Nothing.
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Y/n's P.O.V.
I slowly opened my eyes and rolled around, stretching. Not long after I realized that I was laying in the bed alone, then I glanced at the window and saw the darkness of the night with the beautiful shining moon. I checked the time and it was almost 3 p.m. Where's Jason?
I rubbed my eyes and got up from the bed, yawning. The lights were off on the first floor, so I didn't even bother to check downstairs. I went straight to Jason's cabinet and saw dim light from the bottom of slightly opened door.
"Jase?" - I called as soon as I saw the back of his chair. I walked closer and Jason slowly turned around in his chair, facing me. The top bottoms of his shirt were undone and the glass in his hand quickly caught my attention. There was yellow-brownish substance, which I didn't recognize at first. He looked absolutely tired, his eyes were slightly hooded and then a slight tired smile grew on the end of his lips.
"Angel" - he quietly said and placed the glass on his desk. He slowly opened his arms, welcoming me in and I slowly made my way towards him.
"Come here" - he whispered. I gently sat across his body and he immediately embraced me with his muscular arms. A strong smell of alcohol hit my nostrils and I immediately scrunched my face.
"Are you drunk?" - I wondered
"Mmm, maybe just a little" - he stuttered and moved strands of my hair behind the ear. He leaned in and put his face in my neck.
"Damn, you smell so freaking amazing" - he stuttered indistinctly.
"How much did you drink?" - I asked, pulling him away to look at his face.
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The feelings
Fanfiction"Ugh" - I quietly sighed and held my head in my hands. I was so stressed, trying to make a plan of how to end Derek's life. I think Y/n will not approve it, but I don't really have any other option. I sat up and looked at Y/n again. My eyes became...
