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Battling Breath

BRADS POV

I stood outside connors door. He had caused me and ari so much harm and he had to pay for it. Arianna thought I was staying with my parents, which I was until today. I was gonna set Connor straight.

*knock, knock, knock*
Nothing. I knocked again but nothing. And then the door creaked open. He must have not bloated it properly I though while I walked in, actually shutting the door. Connor was nowhere to be seen. In the lounge...no. Kitchen..no. Bedroom..no. Toilet...no. Then I remembered he had a basement! I rushed to the door leading to the 'underground' it had a depressing shade of red light oozing from underneath it. "Okaay.." I whispered to myself. I slowly pushed the door open and there he was. Sitting there staring at a board full of pictures of Arianna...

CONNORS POV

She was break taking...so beautiful. "You're sick!" I heard a voice say. What? I was alone. Who got in? And to my surprise it was brad. "Get out, your trespassing" I said blunty. "What the heck! What are you doing with all those pictures of my girlfriend?!" That was it. He had pushed my buttons in just a few short seconds. I ran, tackled him, latched into his throat, harder,harder,harder. "YOU LISTEN HERE, SHE IS MY GIRLFRIEND! You stole her away from me!" I screamed, kicking him in the stomach. Brad Layed there squirming on the floor.

BRADS POV

the pain was immense. How could it hurt so much?! Connor stood over me smirking at his work. He sickened me: perving on Arianna, stalking her, hitting me. What an awful human being... "YOURE SICK!" I shouted again. Connor turned around and grinned darkly. Then, he kicked me in the side of my head. Black.

*a week later*

"Shut up!" Connor screamed at me, kicking my leg for about the fourth time today. He had held be prisoner for about a week now. Kicking, cutting, punching, burning. I was too weak to do anything. The urge to just attack him burned inside of me but I just couldn't. He did it all and as soon as he was done he would go and sit in front if his 'love board' as he called it. Connor would just stare at it and I could see the lust in his eyes. Pig.

ARIANNAS POV

brad wasn't back yet. It had been a week since he was meant to he home. I left voicemail after voicemail and he didn't answer. Worry was washing over me in great strength. What could've happened to him?

CONNORS POV

"Arianna..baby.." I whispered under my breath, stroking a picture of her. If only it was the real thing... "Pig" brad mumbled. He obviously didn't mean to say it out loud. "Pig? Pig?! I'm not a pig?!" I screamed running over to him. I kicked. "I LOVE HER!" I punched. "SHES MINE!" I stomped. "IM NOT A PIG!"

BRADS POV

Connor shouted words I couldn't hear since I was in shock. In shock of how had the pain was. It was unbearable. My stomach was his favourite kicking spot so with each hit, a bit of my breath left my body. In, out, in out. I thought to myself but it was no use. I couldn't battle it anymore. Arianna would never hear me say goodbye and that's all I wanted to do before giving up but I let go. Black.

CONNORS POV

Brad layer there battling for breath. I didn't mean for it to go that far but it was priceless. His face was hilarious. I laughed as he couldn't breath anymore air in. I bent down to check his pulse but there wasn't one. He was dead. Arianna was mine now.

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RIP BRAD 😭 I hope you guys enjoyed that chapter besides the ending obviously. Plz vote if you did like it. What do you think is goung to happened next? Comment to let me know ;) xx