Addiction

Chapter 12

Eva's POV

"Look, I..I didn't realize that Jonas was so harsh with you and I just want to apologize being such a bitch." Ingrid says before we go our separate ways. She confessed how she feels sympathy and how she thinks we should stick together and how she is willing to become friends.

I give her a long hug before we release and say goodbye so we can both head to class. It's nice knowing that my ex best friend is my best friend again but it still hurts knowing that Jonas is playing her and I for sex and God knows what else. Once I start my way up the stairs, my phone buzzes within my back pocket and I hope that it's anybody but Jonas. Luckily when I pull my phone, my eyes light up at the name I have grown to love.

From: Chris

Can we meet up and talk? I miss you..

I texted back a quick 'yes' before waiting for his response when I walk into my Spanish class. I looked around and saw the familiar blonde girl named Noora, who smiles once seeing me walk in and pulls out the chair beside her, signaling for me to sit down near her. I sit down and strike up a conversation about how I've been.

"I haven't seen you in a while now. How are you and your boyfriend?" She delicately says while looking at my neck as I take off my scarf, forgetting about the bruises that were now beginning fade away. I'm guessing William and Chris had discussed the topic of Jonas and I's relationship.

"We're..well..you can only imagine." I say while checking phone as it vibrates in my hand. Noora sees that I'm texting Chris and speaks up before I open up my phone.

"He was talking about leaving Iben for you. He really likes you Eva." She says with a smirk while moving her eyebrows up and down to be playful. I laugh and focus my attention back to Chris.

From: Chris
Come out of your class now.

Noora signals for me to go out and says she will cover me while I have my rendezvous. As I leave the crowded room, I feel his grasp on my arm as he drags me down the hall and into a nearby Janitor's closet. As the door shuts, he locks it and places his pink lips against mine passionately. My lips move in sync with his and my body immediately forgets about every terrible thing that has happened these past two days. My lips linger with each kiss as if I was suffocating and he was my only source of air. He pulls away after placing small pecks against my lips and he speaks up.

"I've missed those lips against mine." He says with a smile. His hands stay on my hips, heat spreading throughout my body.

"Trust me, you don't know how hard these past few days have been without you by my side." I say while tears form in my eyes as I reminisce on the past.

"I have an idea." He says with hope in his own eyes. He speaks up again and I listen to the man of my dreams. 

...

"Give me a kiss baby." Jonas says to Ingrid before she goes towards her house. Jonas was coming over to my house for a couple of hours before he goes over to hers to do some stuff that was unknown to me. Jonas and her lock lips for longer than she wanted and I watch her cringe at him holding her by her ass. Once he pulls away, she waves to me and crosses the street to go the opposite direction that Jonas and I were. Jonas smirks at me and walks behind me as we make the short trip to my house. 

Once we make our way up my front porch and walk into the quiet home, he shoves me down on the ground which makes my head hit my hardwood floor roughly. As I open my eyes slowly, I cry out in pain while blood slowly rushes from my new wound. I roll on my back groaning at the pain while Jonas drags me by my hair down to my room. My back harshly hitting the corner of each step and I scream out. 

"Stop Please!" I beg and when we finally enter my room, he lets me go and my head hits the ground in a thud, hitting my new wound harder. He grabs a nearby pair of scissors and opens them before placing the blade towards my throat. 

"You tell the truth or I slit your fucking throat. Got it?" I nod while holding my head, trying to stop some of the blood from gushing out. 

"I watched that fucker walk in behind you and Ingrid after lunch. Did you stop and talk to him because if I found out you did, you'll have much more than just hell to deal with." He says while pushing the blade harder against my skin. I try to stay still, afraid of me slitting my own throat. I speak up slowly trying to make him know that I'm not lying. 

"I didn't. He walked past me as I went to class. The only person I talked to was Ingrid." I pleaded my case while sobbing slowly. If we were speaking on technical terms, then the last thing I told him about Ingrid was true and wasn't a lie. I gave him my most innocent look before he slammed his lips against my own. He kissed me harshly, sucking on the bloody cut he had given me earlier that I had forgotten all about. He left eventually, dropping the pair of scissors  dangerously close to my head. Once I heard the front door close, I stood up and stumbled my way to the bathroom to grab a wet rag to put on my head. I pulled out my phone and dialed Chris' number in desperation. He picked up immediately after the first ring and I spoke out. 

"Chris, I need you to take me to the hospital. Jonas was just here and.." Before I can finish my sentence, I black out from all of the blood I was failing to keep inside my broken skull.