A/N
OK so I kind of get a little naughty but not to bad. I want to thank you guys for reading this. some of it is a little crappy and some of it just makes no sense and the fact that the some of you read it is awesome. I do make my chapters short, but I get really bored when I try to right them long so I am just going to update a lot!!!!!!
Kyla Guske
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Scott POV
Catty was making the wrong choice. I had a very strong feeling that Jake could get as angry as Jace. I didn’t trust him but I couldn’t do anything. Catty made her choice and now she had to live with it. Somewhere deep inside I want her to want me as much as I want her but then again we didn’t know each other and what I do know of her, is only told by people who are basically in love with her. Who could blame them she was pretty, smart, and caring.
‘Stop I can’t think of her that way. I need to move on. I need a new girl.’ I thought.
Cathy’s POV
The past 3 weeks have been nice. It’s like a whole new Jake. He’s caring, understanding, and trust worthy. He hasn’t touched me roughly in a long time. I finally told him that I cut. He ‘so understanding, he kissed my scars like in the movies. Since this new Jake has come and swept me off my feet I feel like I need to stop cutting. All of the bad things seem to disappear when I am with him.
He kissed my neck while running his hand down my side ever so gently. I was in peer bliss, his hand never felt so well. I wanted him more than ever.
“Oh Jake p-please make love to me” I whispered in his ear. I could feel him moan against my skin, as his hand slid down my pants.
“Oh god Scott, YES!!” I moaned feeling his fingers dance on panties.
“WHAT!? Why the fuck are you moaning Scott” Jake yelled at me. His hand was now around my neck, as his face filled with anger. I can feel my neck start to throb as I feel a rush of air to my lower body. I look down to see my pants and panties on the ground. The sense of safety is flooded away with a sudden fear. I scream in pain as he slams into me. I don’t move knowing if I try I won’t achieve anything other than more pain. His hand starts to tighten around my neck stopping the blood to my brain. I feel myself fall but before I can find safety in death I am awaken by another sharp pain this one followed with blood. My eyes shot open as I see my hands rush to my stomach. Jake had stabbed me not once but twice. All I see is blood before Jake starts to repeatedly kick me. I try to keep my hand on my stomach but to no avail. My hands rush up to protect my face. I can no longer keep the thought of life in my mind as the sharp pain of him kicking me continues.
“Jake p-please stop” I scream out but he doesn’t.
“JAKE PLEASE STOP” I scream louder hoping he will. With that final scream it all stopped…
