Thirteen

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I wanted to break his nose and every bone in his pathetic body but I think the best way to deal with this is to be smarter and not let my impulsive thoughts get the best of me at least like that. When I left the house I made sure to pour some bleach in a bottle on the way out, it'll be of use later.

Jake was someone who made others feel horrible about themselves all cause he swore it was making them think about how they could better themselves.

No, He is just a self centered narcissist asshole.

It was just a little after 6 in the afternoon when Jake had left his house and went to his friends, I followed him there but I made sure to stick behind a few cars so he wouldn't notice me.

When he pulled into the driveway I circled around and parked about 2 houses down from the house before getting out with the bottle of bleach in my hand. I've learned from a few crazy stories that putting bleach in someone's gas tank can cause the car to start acting up while you're driving, but my goal was to cause him to have a wreck and hope that maybe he'd brake a few bones and hopefully one is his neck.

When I saw the bruise on her arm and heard what he called her it honestly hurt me to know how he could just do these things to her. I wanted to hurt him just like he had hurt her and make him feel worthless like the piece of shit he really is.

I want him to feel vulnerable and realize no one can hear him pleading for help when his car is flipped over in a ditch. This wasn't me and I knew I wasn't thinking straight but this girl, I'd go to hell and back for her over and over just to keep her safe from this shitty world.

I wanted her in the most innocent ways and the most intimate ones, I just wanted her in every way possible more than anything and anyone and to be called hers as well as calling her mine. She was that kind of love people craved for, what the heart and soul yearn for.

Although she wasn't mine, I was hers the moment our eyes met and somehow the heart ache for her felt good as long as it was her I was hurting for.

As long as it was her.

My eyes scanned the property for anyone who might see but there was not a soul in sight so I snuck behind Jake's car where the gas tank was and popped it open before twisting the lid off and setting it on the ground beside me quietly.

I opened the bottle of bleach as the fumes filled my nose causing me to scrunch up my nose as I poured the bleach inside of the gas tank, when I finished I closed the cap tightly.

When I got back to my car I heard Jake's loud laugh echo from their front porch. I waited for a second until his car appeared in front of me as he backed out of the driveway, I started my car and put my seatbelt on before following him.

Third POV

Jake drove down the highway near the woods as it started getting dark, he was higher than a kite as the stench of weed stuck to his clothes along with the smell of alcohol settling on his tongue. The road was empty as he neared the bridge on the edge of town, he had planned to go pick up some booze before heading home.

August followed behind him about half a mile back too make sure everything was going to plan as her hands gripped the steering wheel. He wouldn't die by the impact of how much his car would take it should only break a few bones.

She noticed his car starting to swerve from a distance as she watched the scene unfold. Jake's car had swerved off the road swiftly before hitting a tree causing his car to flip over.

August's heart was pounding at the sight and started to question if she should check on him but she decided against it, He would blame her instead of thanking her.

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