It's been about three weeks now and Brad has gotten really good at fighting. He has pinned me down twice, and nobody can ever pin me. He keeps asking me when he will get to go against Jake but I laugh and tell him he needs to stop asking.
"It'll never happen, man. Jake doesn't fight people."
"Why?"
"That's a good question..."
"And it has a good answer."
I turn around to see Jake standing behind us. I smile and walk over to give him a light peck on the cheek. I laugh as he blushes slightly and looks over at Brad. He looks him up and down and I see something spark in his eyes. Something I've never seen before and I have no clue what it might have been, but I don't have much time to think over it because soon I see Jake and Brad on the floor. Both have gazes and bodies that are ready to kill.
I didn't know what to do. They were moving too much for me to pull on off the other. I also didn't know who to go for first. My anger quickly settled on Jake, though. How dare he pounce on an innocent teenager? He didn't even do anything. Sure, he was wanting to fight him but he knew he wasn't ready, he's told me that he wants to fight him but when he is ready. He has only pinned me twice and both times he was badly injured, fighting Jake would be a death wish and he knows it.
I wait for Jake to pin down Brad and right as he's about to throw a punch straight to his jaw I grab him from behind and put him up against the wall. He tries to break free of my grasp until I put a knife against his throat and another stabbed right beside his head, barely missing. He calms down and stares at me with wide eyes.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Stopping you from killing one of the best fighters you have right now."
"Let me go, Cherry, I know things you don't."
"I'm not letting you go anytime soon with him around. Brad, meet me in my room, I'll be there in 20."
"IN YOUR ROOM?! REALLY CHERRY?!"
I could feel the anger boiling inside me and I was ready to snap at any moment. Jake was pushing my temper, and he could tell he was by the look on his face. He calmed down and lightly tried to push away my knife, only for me to press it against his throat tighter and making a small cut right in front.
"Cherry let me-"
"You shut your damn mouth. If I ever catch you fighting him again I will not hesitate to put a knife through your damn neck."
"What? I'm your boyfriend?!"
"I don't give two damns who the fuck you are. That boy there is my partner and I'll be damned if anything happens to him if I can help it."
I take my knifes and put them away. Turning on my heels I start walking away with a small growl the whole way to my room. When I enter I don't see Brad anywhere.
I wonder where he is? Well, he will come eventually....I guess I'll just take a quick nap.
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Brad's P.O.V.
I walk into Cherry's room only to see her sleeping. I know she told me to come here but I wanted to check out the rest of the place before I did. I needed a quick escape route out of this place. One free of guards and that would be stealthy and unnoticeable. I've got to be fast about this, he knows I'm not who she thinks I am. He sees right through this. Of course he does, he's fucking talented.
I look at the sleeping Cherry and sigh slightly. She's so pretty, Jake is so lucky. He's only lucky because he brainwashed her. The damn- no I need to calm down. I can't be angry now and risk everything I've thought of. I'm becoming stronger and when I'm strong enough I will do what I was sent here to do. I need to keep that in mind at all times. This place gets to you, it's designed to do that. To ease your mind and make you think that everything is okay when it really isn't, that's why it's so easy to lose yourself here, why Cherry was so easily manipulated and used as his pawn. His pawn to get back at me.
That damned man, I don't even know why he can't just leave me the hell alone. What happened was over 10 years ago and it was mostly his fault anyways. He sent us into the damn place and let her go with us. I tried to tell him it wasn't safe for her, it wasn't safe for any of us. He only wanted her to go so he could show off what he created. What he created was something that was doomed from the start. She was careless, did things without thinking about how they would carry through. But he made her go in anyways and what happened? She died. He blames me. I was the one that was supposed to save her if something did happen, that's what we all agreed to. Not him, she doesn't need protection. Well, we see where that got her. Dead in a cave.
I know why he wants Cherry so bad. She is the spitting image of his past love. He wants to send her into the same death trap he sent her in to. Well, I won't let him. She's mine.
All. Mine.
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Do You Still Love Me?
Teen FictionThis is the second book to My Killer Clown. Hope you enjoy!