Guns & Roses

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Jason's POV

“What the fuck?” I growled. Nate was on top of Azalea and both of their pants were unbuttoned. I stepped further into the room and knocked over a table sitting behind the couch. My blood boiled and I could have killed anything that stepped in my way at the moment. Nate jumped up off of the couch and off of Azalea.

“Jason, she came on to me.” He yelled and I glared at Azalea who looked terrified beyond belief. “You believe me right Jason?” He asked.

“Sure I believe you, go wait in the living room. I need to take care of something for a second.” I muttered making my way to where Azalea laid. Nate walked out the room and I narrowed my eyes at her.

“J-Jason, he's lying.” She stuttered out and I shut her up by slapping her across her face.

How dare she do this to me, after every fucking thing I did for her. I snatched her up off the couch my her hair and she let out a yelp of pain. “Stop fucking crying!” I yelled throwing her across the room like she was nothing. She lay on the floor her hair falling in front of her face and she curled in a ball trying to protect herself from me. I jerked her up by her arm and slammed her against the wall.

“You wanted him to touch you didn't you?” I yelled and more tears streamed down her face.

She was silent for a moment before saying, “I-I d-didn't.”

I raised my hand and slapped her across her face causing her to gasp in pain. “Don't ever fucking lie to me again.” I growled through clenched teeth. I let her fall to the ground and kept kicking her in her stomach. She stopped moving but she didn't stop breathing, she was unconscious. I left her laying on the ground and walked into the living room to take care of my business with Nate.

He relaxed on the couch watching TV and smiled at me when I walked in. “We're good, right Jason?” He asked and I flashed him a wicked smile. I shoved him off the couch and got on top of him pounding his face in.

“Is there any last words you want to say, Nate?” I asked wickedly.

“S-she didn't come on to me. I tried to rape her.” He said in shame and rage built in me again. I slammed my fist on his face one more time, ending his life but it wasn't enough. I kept punching him, over and over.

You beat her for nothing Jason! For nothing! The voice inside of my head screamed at me. I groaned and walked back upstairs to the bedroom. Amy the whore I met her the club was still laying in the bed and I woke her up. “Wake up.” I snapped and she smirked at me. I fucked all my frustrations out on her.