Jason McCann known as the worst serial killer.
He is a
-killer
-demanding
-possessive
-intimidating.
When Jason McCann wants something he gets it.
He wants Emily he loves her and he will do anything to get her and for Emily to love him.
Even if...
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I grab another plate while listening to Jason. "So all the people you met yesterday they are gonna be staying here." "I know you told me." I mumble. "Did you hear baby Emily?"
"Yes I heard you loud and clear." I scrub on the plate to make it sparkly clean. When I am finished I set the dishes in the ring. Afterwards I hand dry the dishes while placing them where they belong.
"Sweetheart you don't have to do the dishes you know." Jason says while kissing my right temple. "I know I know but I'm just bored that's all."
Jason smiles at me. "Thank you for the breakfast Jason it was really delicious." Shit I can't cook for nothing and him well... he can cook.
"Anything for my baby Emily." He says near my ear then afterwards plants a soft kiss. The kiss makes me shiver from my back bone.
"No need to get so nervous princess it's just me." Shit head that's why I'm nervous. I wipe my hands off from a towel and turn around to face Jason.
We are just inches apart from each other. I start to breathe heavy. "I-I have...gotta go to th-he bathroom excuse m-ee."
I stutter just making Jason laugh. "Now your not lying are you baby Emily." I don't answer him.
"Jasey doesn't like liars remember?" He says in a way as if I were dumb. "I'm not two Jason I know you told me I don't know how many times." I build my confidence back up knowing he is not so close near me anymore.
"Then if you know why do I have to keep repeating it?" Jason says still having that dumb tone as if I were the dumb one. "Asshole this is reality you can't have things your way always and I am not a fucking robot or your toy for you to be or trying to control my ass."
Oh shit. "Oh shi- I mean..oh my gosh." Slap dead in the face. I fall to the ground holding the left side of my cheek. "You do not talk to me like that and you do listen to me and you will fucking obey me." He yells making my ears bleed out.
"Do you hear me?" He yells once more. "Yes Jason I-I he-ear you."I am Jason McCann I can get whatever I fucking please when I want it and I want you to listen to me."
I hate that he makes me stutter. "And stop stuttering bitch." He kicks me in the stomach and goes walks or should I say stomp out of the kitchen.
I don't even dare move. He might get pissed off at that so I just lay on the floor for a couple of minutes until I know he isn't gonna come back. I go to the bathroom and I clean myself up.
Not as bad as yesterday. The swelling went down but the bruises that left red marks are still visible on my arms and legs. "Oh boy." I whisper to myself.
I take off my pajamas well Jason's shirt. He likes me wearing his shirts. He says they look good on me. Even though I have my own pajamas. I take a quick shower and get out.
