"And I don't really care if nobody else believes, 'cause I still got a lot of fight left in me."
—Fight Song by Rachel Platten
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"You don't want to do that, trust me Jack." I cussed, maybe trying to knock some sense into the guy in front of us. It looked like he didn't want to be tamed.
"Shut the fuck up! I don't take orders from you Collins! I despise you! I hate you with every drop of blood there is in me." Jack stepped closer to us, no look of innocence in his eyes, "You were the reason I killed her dammit!" He flustered while I felt Sophia grab tightly onto my shirt from the back like her dear life depended on it.
"Wh--what? You killed Leah because of me? I don't get it. What are you implying Jack?" I croaked as though I couldn't believe his words.
"Well, that's what it is! Ha!" He laughed like a lunatic, now, awfully close to us. "That night, at that valentine's day, you know I took her out, I thought..." Jack pulls his hair in frustration, the evil smile never leaving his face, "I thought now that we're together for eight months, maybe, just maybe she'll tell me that she loves me. Just now, she'll say those words that I've been dying to hear the moment I saw her, the fucking moment...my eyes caught sight of her beauty but no."
His immediate stop while talking triggered something so I tightened my grip on Sophia's wrist.
I won't let her go like her.
"No, no. I was just a big fat no to her. I fucking loved her, Collins. With every fiber of my being, with every drop of blood in me, with every stray of my being, I loved her...but I forgot." He croaked.
"You're not making sense, Jack. How did you even escape the mental health institute?" I spat both angrily and scarily at her.
This guy was dangerous. I had to tell myself that. Very dangerous.
"Phttt. Fucking piece of cake." He waves of like it's no big deal.
When Leah's family, including her brother and her father, found out about Jack's ruthless doing to their little doll, immediate action was commanded by her father.
Max was too little to even punch him, otherwise, I'm sure he would have beaten him up good...too good.
Jack was declared mentally ill and was put in a mental health care institute far away from New York.
Who knew he'd come back.
"I still don't get it. Why because of me?" My voice broke, I didn't know if I even needed an answer to that.
"She told me she can't love me. She wants to go back to you...because fucking hell, she loved you!" He shouted and Sophia yelped. "THAT BITCH!" He seethed, the knife hugging closer to his body, "You don't know how it felt, Collins. I felt like shit. Why was I always a second option to her? Why couldn't I've been her first option? The one she could choose without any hesitation? Huh? It was always Nash, Nash, Nash with her. At one point, I felt the urge to kill you, too."
He didn't give me a chamce to utter somthing, it was like he had been waiting to tell all this to someone, all those things which he had bottled inside him all those years in the mental health care institute..
"That was the day I decided to kill her. And I know, it was very fucking low of me to do such a thing but I am selfish and torn, and, and, and broken. I needed her, I loved her, fuck, I was ready to take a fucking bullet for her, seems like she didn't think the same for me...then, I decided...If I couldn't have her," Jack took another step towards me and I pushed myself back, dragging Sophia along me. His crimson eyes of a Devil stared into mine like he was hell bent on what he wanted, and he wouldn't let go of whatever the monster he had become. "Than nobody could." He hissed and a yell escaped Sophia's mouth when the blade came even closer to us.
Fuck.
"You don't want to do this Jack. Leave the blade. You don't know what you are doing. Please. Listen to me." My voice was calm, telling him to just give up. Fighting and killing each other wouldn't end up good.
"Oh that's where you are wrong Collins. This. Is. Exactly. What. I. Want." He smirked devilishingly at me. "And I have to destroy everything that girl loved, including her brother, his best friend and...let's not forget the brother's girlfriend." His eyes scanned Sophia as she gripped my hand tighter.
"Go to hell." He laughed like a lunatic yet again, making my judgement about him being a psychopath correct.
Then, in one faint moment, he drew the knife at Sophia. With too less time to think of anything, I did the only thing my mind told me to...
For the girl I loved, this was nothing.
I pushed Sophia away and took her place. It was only then, I saw blood everywhere and Sophia yelling before I fell on the street...
Unconcious.
I never imagined my death to be like this but again, do I have a say?
No.
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My eyes flutter open to the sound of something constantly beeping and several pipes attached to my body. My eyelids were too heavy to open, I remember.
The fucker had managed to pierce the fucking blade right through my chest. In that moment, I knew. I knew that I wouldn't be able to make it out from this. There were many times when I made it through a situation but now, at this moment, I knew...
I couldn't. I just couldn't. That is when my eyes fluttered close even before they had properly been opened and I breathed.
Who knows? Might even be my last breath.
OKAY. SO. THOUGHTS? WELL, AHHHHH! OH AND WE ARE NEARING THE END OF KBTBB.
Plus, the title of the story is "Kissed by the Bad Boy". Did your mind come up with this statement : maybe, Nash was the one she was talking about rather than Max. ;)
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Teen Fiction[ I wrote this back in 2017 when bad boy stories and cringe was very popular, the only reason I'm putting this back out there is because it serves as evidence on how much I have grown as a writer. ] Previously known as Kissed by the Bad Boy. _____...
