I woke up with a pain in my leg. It was unbearable. I started cry lightly and started kicking one of my legs. But my eyes were still closed. I felt pressure on my shoulders and someone yelling my name. My eyes shot open to see Tristen's eyes staring at me intensely. I was breathing really hard and I couldn't stop. "Tristen my leg really hurts." he nodded and went downstairs.
When he came back upstairs he didn't have anything with him. He grabbed some of his clothes out of the closet and threw them to me. He walked out of the room and waited till I got changed.
I yelled his name for him to come back in. But when I did he didn't respond. I got out of bed and hopped to the door. Then I saw the stairs, "Tristen!" I yelled again but still no answer. I decided to hop down the stairs but when I was half way downbthe stairs I was swooped up into someones arms. I looked back at him but he had a pissed off look on his face. "Tristen?" he looked down at me and then looked back up.
We made our way to the car and he put me in the passenger seat. He closed the door and ran back inside the house. Then he ran back out with some clothes and my crutches. He threw them in the back and started the car.
"Tristen what's going on?" I pleaded. I really needed to know. His hands were clenched on the steering wheel super tight. He is scary me. "Tristen you're scaring me." I said with a shaky voice. He really was scaring me.
His hands loosened its grip from the steering wheel. He looked up at me and his eyes were lost. Like he didn't know what to do. I grabbed one of his hands and rub small circles on it to calm him down. He took a deep breath, "Jake was there." My mouth dropped open I was shocked.
"What!" Did he really just say that?
"While you were sleeping I saw him outside. Then you were moving in the bed and I got worried. So I went to stop you and then you said your leg was hurting. I ran outside to confront Jake. He sliced my hand with a knife." My jaw dropped open. I took his another hand and it was bloody. "Before he left he told me I will not stop until Kyndall is mine and walked away." he grabbed my hand and started driving again.
I looked out the window and noticed we were arriving at a small cottage. It was beautiful cottage which was a plus. He parked the car and picked me up from the passengers seat. He carried me inside. The inside was just as beautiful as the outside. It was very cozy but I was wondering who owned this cottage.
He set me down on the bed. He was about to walk away until I grabbed his hand and pulled him back. "I'm sorry." I said and looked down.
He lifted my chin and said, "Please don't be sorry. This isn't your fault. This is my fault because I don't know how to protect you. This is all my fault." He walked away and didn't say another word.
I laid my head down on the pillow and began to cry softly. This was all my fault because I dated Jake. If I didn't date Jake we wouldn't be in this situation. I wish Tristen would just listen to me. Because if I just give myself up to Jake. This would have never happened.
