There's A Thin Line Between Having Fun And Abuse

Prologue

I turned the door knob with my hand sweating, nervous from what I'm going to face. I stepped inside reluctantly and saw Jacob staring at me with anger in his eyes.

I gulped with fear and I was sure he heard me because a small smirk formed on his face.

"You're late." He stated, breaking the silence.

"I had something to do." I lied, I had nothing to do and no friends to do anything with.

"And what was that?" He asked and even more fear filled me.

"It doesn't matter" I said and saw him clench his jaw in frustration. I shivered at the sight, he was really angry now.

"You will tell me or I will punish you worse than the original punishment you would've received because of the fact that you came home late." I wanted to run away as far as I could. I didn't ask for this life. I didn't ask for my brother and parents to die. I didn't ask to be abused by my brothers murderer... I just wanted to be a normal eighteen year old girl. With a eighteen year old girl life and hang out with friends, and I just wanted to eat peanut coated ice-cream with my closest friends but I had no  friends and I was allergic to peanuts. Jacob was really becoming a psychopath.

"It doesn't matter where I was I'm here now." I said with a bit of an attitude. I was immediately regretting it because he stomped over to me and grabbed me by my neck. He dragged me into the kitchen and made me face a corner.

"Don't move." He instructed

I turned to look over my shoulder and saw him picking up a breaking wooden chair that always stood in the kitchen but was never used...well until now. I snapped out of my thoughts, hearing the thumping sound of my heart against my chest as he walked up to me.

"Face the wall, Paige!" He spat out and I immediately reacted.

And then without warning...

He swung the chair against my back and I cried out in pain and fell to the floor. He kicked me in my leg while telling me to get up. I didn't say anything nor did I get up, instead I lay there sobbing because of the pysical and mental pain. He got mad at my actions and pulled me up by my hair and suddenly everything went black.

You're probably wondering why and what was happening and everything has an answer. When I was fifteen when my patents passed away in a ship accident. I was devastated and so was Doug, my only sibling. He always tried to help me feel better but it didn't help... as much as I admired his attempt to help me, I didn't need help, I needed my parents back...Doug was eighteen at the time and he ended up reaching rock bottom and he felt that the only way to get over everything was to 'date' every girl he could, he then got a hair cut and a new closet look and then girls started lining up at his door. We lived together and every night there was a different girl over. Until one night..

He had a pretty girl over and she looked really familiar... I was down stairs making a mug of coffee and I could hear the faint sound of her giggling from his bedroom. I sat down with my coffee and took a few sips and the I heard a loud knock on the door. Who could it possibly be? I opened the door to see Jacob, Doug's bestfriend, with a black backpack, he stormed in with no words.

"Go get your brother!" He demanded and I ran upstairs and knocked on the door, not wanting to barge in and interrupt whatever was going on in there.

"What?!" Doug snapped

"Jacob's here, and he's furious."

I heard the both of them curse underneath their breathe and I wondered why. Suddenly, the door flung open and I saw Doug dressed in a grey shirt and sweatpants, my eyes gazed to the back of the room where mystery girl was standing in just her bra and the shorts she arrived in.

"Stay here." Doug said

"But my coffee's downstairs." I protested
"I don't care." He said as he trudged downstairs and I followed. Jacob stood up from our red sofa and my eyes followed him.

"Allison. Where is she?" He said pointing his index finger at Doug.

"Bruh, uhm she's not h-here."

"I'm not stupid Doug, I know your here messing around with my girlfriend!"

Oh so that's who the mystery girl is... JACOB'S GIRLFRIEND.

The next thing I saw was Jacob shaking violently removing his backpack from his back, he grabbed and object out of it and aimmed it at Doug...

THAT OBJECT WAS A GUN

"Whoa...whoa man you don't want to do this, it's just your anger getting the best of you-" He sniffed, he was crying "y-you don't want to do this Jacob."

"Jacob!" I shrieked "Please don't do this-"
I was terrified, I couldn't lose my brother too, his the only one I had left...

My thoughts were interrupted by a gunshot, I heard Allison shriek from upstairs and came rushing downstairs, she covered her mouth as she saw Doug lying on the floor, lifeless, she fainted on the staircase. I rushed to Doug with my face wet with tears. His eyes were still open but he had no heartbeat...and that's when I fainted too. I've lost my one and only.

So this is why Jacob uses me for all this. He took his guilt all out on me, all his frustration building up the years in jail, which he broke out of, and showed up at my house and treats me like his puppet. He has no mercy. He feels no sympathy. And I am his toy. And this is my life now...