Untold Truth ( Jack strify fan fiction)

Chapter 19: Prisoner

Knives p.o.v

"Do you believe me now?" his voice deepened.

This isn't possible. He looks exactly like the man in my dream. Blonde hair, blue eyes, his voice.

"Knives?" he whispered silently taking a step towards me.  I swallowed the bump that formed in the back of my throat, hitting my back against the wall wanting to get away from him. How?

That question reminded in the back of my head.

He stroked my cheek with his fingertips I turned my head and slapped it away. "Where are my car keys?" I walked out the living room walking towards the front door only to feel a tug on my arm followed by a firm grip.

"LET GO!"   Unexplained anger built up inside me, jack had no interest in letting go instead his grip on my arm tighten as I attempted to pull away. "You are home" he spat simply pulling me away from the door and towards him.  Tears formed in my eyes the emotions were too much for me to handle at once fear, anger, confusion; so many thoughts were flowing through my mind.

What I saw that made me try running away...

 I let the tears that threaten to spill run though my face in silent's, no loud cry nor weep just silent's Sudden felt arms wrapped themselves around me I didn't realize jack had attempted to comfort me but he did. I was in a firm hug speechless so I reminded silent.

"Shhh knives I know you're scared" his voice and face had softened he said these words stroking my hair with one hand and holding me with the other. I closed my eyes exhaling a deep breath to relax a smile formed in the corner of my lips, I felt so comfortable in his arms.

Wait what am I doing?

I pulled away from him whipping away my tears in the progress. His face changed to a concerned expression.

"y-you can't be serious abou-"

"As a heart attack" he cut me off returning to his demanding tone of voice. I wasn't sure of what to say now. I just stood there in silents just became awkward turning my face aside to stare at the ground sensing his gaze.

"Kommen noch nicht gehabt haben frühstück" (come you haven't had breakfast)

He took my hand in his, following behind him we passed Johanna in the kitchen walking though glass-side doors that lead outside garden one side bloomed countless red roses and purple Lilly's in general the garden seemed to be well sized, there were trees surrounding us as we had our own private space. A clear glass table set for two caught my eye meanwhile jack mention me to sit I did so. A moment or two after jack took his seat Johanna came with our plates of food that had scrambled eggs, toast and wurst. (sausage)  

My mouth watered smelling the sausage I remembered I haven't eaten since mid-afternoon yesterday. Another maid came into view shortly after Johanna carrying a glass pitch filled with orange juice; as she placed it on the table I noticed her hands were shaking she was a mid-aged woman with long hair put into a bun that was graying and seemed very pale.

"Dismissed" the two maids bowed their heads "Anna get some rest" the woman nodded as they continue to walk away. Jack shot me a quick smile before picking up his fork and knife.

"Well eat"

We ate in silence until jack spoke up while I was pulling down my glass cup after taking a sit of orange juice.

"Its nice out isn't it"?

"Yes it is" I replied simply.

"Would you say it's...? Peaceful?"  He asked reaching his hand towards mine.

"Yes"

"Than that's how it will stay" he had my hand in his now the back of my hand was brought close to his lips he brushed them against the skin of my fingers before giving them a gentle kiss.

" I promise our lives will always be like this after our wedding"

 What?

I pulled my hand away dropping my fork with my other hand on the side of the plate standing up.

"Strify I can't do this"

A normally called him by his last name whenever I was serious about something. His face features harden.

Shit does this mean I made him mad?

"Johanna come clean up" he shouted he grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the house. "it looks you're going to have to learn the hard way" he spoke with a harsh tone as he dragged me up the stairs, opening a pure white colored door, pushing me inside. I fell and landed on my side turning my head towards the door he was already slamming it shut.

"NOO!"  I got up and pounded on the door turning and pulling the doorknob but it was useless. It was locked from the outside. I noticed I was now in the same room I woke up in

I became jack strify's prisoner.