My Dirty Sinner

Chapter 5: Broken Vase

⚠️Trigger Warning (R, A, V, L, B)⚠️

☆Kyara☆

I'm woken by a loud crash from downstairs. Startled, I jumped up, scared that someone might have broken into the house. I grab my phone and see it's two in the morning! Then reaching over, so I can shake Jace awake and get him to go check it out for me, I find the bed is empty.... Fuck!

He has work just as early as I do, is that him downstairs? If so, what's he playing at coming in this late?

Reaching around for a handy weapon I grab the bedside lamp, it's one of those stupid fancy things but the chrome base looks nice and solid.

I creep down the stairs, phone in one hand, lamp in the other, not realising the cord is dragging on the ground behind me, making the small knocking sounds as it bumps on the side wood steps, too focused on the sounds coming from the kitchen.

As I'm walking towards the kitchen, I tiptoe over the broken vase that's scattered across the floor and as I round the corner into the kitchen, I am stunned by a sudden blow to the face. I'm propelled backwards, landing on my arse, arms and back, and cry out.

"Ahhh...What the fuck!... Jace!" I cry as I catch the sight of him looming over me through the tears in my eyes, from the punch he threw.

"Sorry, you snuck up on me! I didn't realise it would be you coming around the corner, did I? I thought someone had broken in!" He huffs.

I feel the glass shards dig into the skin of my arms and hands as I try to push myself up.

"Of course it was me! You smashed a vase, waking me. Now I have glass cutting into me everywhere, including my fucking arse. Help me up!" He just looks at me, like he couldn't give a shit.

"Karma babe, for burning my dinner and making me spend money going out to eat!.. I'm going to bed." He announces as he steps over me, "Hurry up and clean this shit up! I'm horny" The crunching of the glass under his shoes as he goes, grating on my ears.

"You can't be fucking serious!" I yell, outraged and upset "This is your mess. And I'm not having sex with you when you've burnt me, punched me and caused me to land in fucking glass! What is wrong with you?" I try to stand, avoiding the glass going into my feet, when Jace drags me up by my hair.

"JACE. THAT FUCKING HURTS, LET GO!" I scream and cry at him. I can feel shards of the glass cutting into the soles of my feet, as I struggle to get my footing so he's not pulling my hair as tight!

Once I'm standing he leans into me, "You do what you're fucking told! Clean this mess up now and get upstairs!" He growls sinisterly into my ear, before he throws me to the floor making me get more glass shards, but in my knees and lower legs this time.

With fear wracking my body, I shakily start picking up the glass as he menacingly stands watching over me, scared of what he might do next.

"FASTER!" He snaps, making me flinch and grip the piece I had in my hand. When I open my hand it's embedded quite deep and blood starts dripping onto the floor. I carefully go into the kitchen and run it under the tap and pull it out.

Dropping the piece of glass into the sink, with the other pieces falling from my hands, I wince as I try to brush off more of the glass in my hands and arms but I don't get time to tend to my wounds before Jace is storming over.

"What are you doing?! I said hurry the fuck up. You can do that once you've tidied and I'm done." He growls out, grabbing my hair again and roughly pulling me away from the sink.

I reach over and grab the tea towel to wrap around my hand, which is still bleeding, trying to ignore the painful way Jace has a hold of my hair, as he drags me close again, looking angrily into my face. "Get the dustpan and sweep the fucking glass up! Now!" Grabbing the dustpan from under the sink, I rush and sweep the glass up and put it in the recycling bin.