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he was back...

Cuddles and kisses it was the best thing to happen to me..it felt nice..however my legs were so sore! Couldn't even walk properly. Oh well..Jake gave me cuddles and gave me care afterwards. He really does love me back. I saw a shadow run past my bedside. Jake wasn't with me. He was making dinner. Who...? Nick and Jack are dead..
"Hello? Who's there?"
.......
Silence. I didn't think much. Just my imagination I guess..
"Its..me..~"

I flinched and my eyes starting darting all around the room.
"WHERE.?!"
shaking and trembling, I whimpered.

I was knocked off my bed. Which caused me to try and call for help. But I was paralyzed/scared. Shaking, HE grabbed me and started throwing me around. Throwing me at small tables and glass things in the room. I was weakened.
"How dare you try and get me killed by my own man." He growled. I was dizzy. He smelled of achohol..I was ready to vomit...

"Tired. Already?" He smirked.
I whimpered. He hid it the shadow of my room. I shined the light on him. And little did I know. This would possibly be my last time seeing jake...

[Page/part 2]

"..y-you died..he killed you.! I watched him kill you jack!" I yelped.
"Think again you manwhore." Jack smiled. He pulled out a knife and charged at me. I rolled off to the side which caused him to hit the floor. Weeping. I got up and ran to the door for help. But he grabbed me from behind. Putting me on lock. I hit him in his head with the back of mine. Growling he threw me at a glass vase.
Sobbing to this point, he smirked and started walking towards me.

"S-stop it.! I did nothing to you.! Wh-why me.?!" I sobbed.
Jack smirked. "If I kill you. Then we won't have to worry about your doom to this world. You shouldve been DEAD a long...time ago." He giggled. He charged at me. Now or never, I refuse to die. I picked up the broken glass as a weapon. But I was too slow..as Jack giggled, he had lodged the knife as far as he could into it. My legs shaking. He stabbed me several times in my stomach. I gave in...the glass slipped out my hand onto the floor. My eyes watered. He kicked me down on the floor with the knife still impalling through me. Groaning and Weeping. I felt this was the end...Jack laughed mechanlly. "Things like you are a waste of space. Why even try to fight when your existence seems so damn fake~" He looked down at me. He raised his hand and punched me as hard as he could, right in the jaw. ...but Jack was right..I should just give up...
Hic..sob...weep....
"What a cry baby, aren't you? Pathetic." He kicked me. My visions started to faded and everything slowly got quite.

I never got to say goodbye...