Chapter five

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    Fucking Nadison, or whatever the fuck her name is walks in and drops her small, pink handbag on the floor, with her mouth wide open.

    Now thinking about it, I should've never even kissed Jack back. All he's gonna do is try and use it against me just so he can call me a slut again.

    He most likely only kissed me so he can start his little "payback" plan from when I slapped the shit out of him.

    I hop into my silver 2016 Mercedes Benz c300 and start to drive away from this hell hole.

    Just as I'm backing out, I see Jack running towards my car. Not wanting to face him right now, I hurry out of the parking space and drive nowhere in particular.

    I end up at some random gas station, about ten minutes out of town. Why here? I don't really know.

    As I get out of the car, I go inside and see tons of Halloween decorations and masks. It makes sense, seeing as Halloween is only three days away.

    I successfully run up the stairs without running into Jack.

    I change into the costume and put on the mask, heading downstairs and grabbing a knife from the kitchen.

    Once I see that Jack is not downstairs, I head upstairs and hear the shower running. Perfect.

    I hear the door rattle and run behind it. As soon as he leaves the bathroom, I come door behind the door and scare him. Bad idea.
   
    He instantly jumps, causing the towel around his waist to fall. Oops! Instead of turning around, I find myself looking down, another bad idea. All I'm gonna say is wow. I expected it to be wow, seeing as he has a new toy every single night.

    I slowly take off the mask and slip out of the costume, making his expression go from scared to pissed.

    I start to run but it doesn't take long before he puts his towel back on and catches up.

    "You really think I forgot about earlier?," Jack whispered in my ear. He puts his hand to my neck, pushing me up against his door. Is he seriously about to choke me.

    My question was answered when he starts to apply more pressure and says "Madison broke up with me you dumb slut and now you're gonna pay."

    Is this nigga fucking bipolar. (I'm black😭) He was the one that came onto me, not the other way around.

   "Get on all fours before I choke the shit out of you."

    I silently oblige, knowing he wouldn't hesitate to do as he says.

    He pulls down my shorts and slaps my ass, counting down from ten.

"One" he can't be serious

"Two" this hurts so bad

"Three" I think I'm gonna cry

"Four" why me?

"Five" I'm probably bruised by now

"Six" tears start to form in my eyes

"Seven" a single tear rolls down my cheek

"Eight" I start sobbing

"Nine" does he find this fun?

"Ten" I need an ice pack

    He gets up and places a single kiss on my ass and whispers in my ear, "there's more to come babygirl so be prepared."

    With that being said, I run to my room, close  the door, and slide down I'm bawling my eyes out. Why am I being such a pussy? I hardly ever cry, I'm supposed to be a badass.

    Jack needs to know that he can't just walk all over me, and if he doesn't figure it out, then I'll have to show him.

Hey, I'm back. Extra long chapter for being gone for a while.
   

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