Stuck In Reverse (#wattys2018)

(24). Love turned hatred: True colours.

"Roar" by katty Perry up there (one old but crazy song, I'm sure you'll love it! 
I'm about to fucking roar right now, roar and go back to sleep... I'm lonelyyyy.

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I tried my best to catch up with him as he pulled me angrily to a secluded corner.

Fuck those wedding planners, why the hell should anywhere be secluded in a wedding?

Finally reaching his destination, he pushed me roughly to the wall and before I knew it, I was praying mentally to all the God's I knew to save my life.

Drake wouldn't hurt me...right?

This was not the Drake I knew, this guy here was damn angry and looked like could kill anyone right now, I just hoped that 'anyone ' wasn't me.

"Drake, are you alright?" I asked, doing my best to ignore his glare.

I tried to stand straight to touch his shoulders but what happened next came as a huge blow to me.

He growled and suddenly wrapped his hands around my neck tightly, choking me.

I gasped, trying to get his arms away from me, swinging all parts of my body, but he'd pinned down my body with his and therefore making any sorts of movement impossible.

Tears ran down my cheeks as his now blazing red eyes stared hard into my own.

I tried gasping for air but I couldn't get any. I was starting to get tired and limp, starting to give up and just die.

Why was Drake like this? What did I do to him that warranted death?

I tried again with the smallest strength I had, tried to beg him, tried calling out his name so he would know it was me he was choking, but my voice came out all gargled and weak.

I was really going to die this time. He chuckled, seeing the confusion and hurt in my face.

My hands started to slip away from his tight grip on my neck and I started to see black dots blocking my vision.

"You slut... Why didn't you tell me you were getting married to him?? You fucking lied to me and you're going to pay for that, if I don't have you, neither can he... Not anymore, so die you fucking bitch," he muttered so calmly and expressionlessly, that he sent a painful shiver down my back.

I was horrified.

I was scared.

I was going to die.

Flashback.

"Leonard?" I called out as I walked into the dark cave, clutching at my gown in fear.

Why did he call me out here? Was this the ideal place for a date?

Was it a date?

"Emery..." He whispered and I turned back swiftly to face him, the same time he rammed a dagger into my stomach.

Pain shot up from my belly into my brain and I staggered, too shocked to utter a word to the red eyed man grinning madly in front of me.

Blood seeped uncontrollably from my wound, staining my hands that clutched at the knife.

I staggered once more and fell on my knees, doubling over in pain.

"If I can't have you, neither can he.." His maniac voice rang out in my ears.

"W-why?" I stammered.

Why? What did I do to him??

He laughed, a painful laughter, before he swung a punch right at my face and pulled my head up to face him.

"You fucking left me for him the second you had the chance!" He yelled, gripping my hair more tightly and I whimpered.

"You were cheating on me Leonard... I- I broke up with you," I spat out with great difficulty and he grinned.

"You should never have left me... Now you'll pay," he whispered calmly and suddenly dragged the knife out of my stomach... And walked out of the cave, leaving me to die.

Flashback.

I gasped for air again, only to find none.

If he could kill me before without remorse, he could do it again.

Please... I begged mentally, staring straight at him and he grinned.

"Please?... Too fucking late for that whore," he whispered and tightened his grip, finally cutting all strings of air.

I would have taken my last breath and go to rot in hell, if he hadn't been thrown away from me right that moment.

A gush of air rushed into my lungs and I fell to the floor, coughing and wheezing.

"You fucking waste! Again?? Have you no shame?? You would kill your best friend again??" I heard an angry voice which I was sure belonged to Jasper as he delivered punches on Drake.

I just sat their in shock, holding my throat in pain as I watched the horrible exchange of punches.

Jasper had called him my best friend... He wasn't.

He was my boyfriend and he tried to kill me... Again... He had tried to kill me again.

"And you're going to kill your brother...for her?" Drake spat out venomously and got rewarded with a punch to his jaw by Jasper.

"Go on, kill your brother for her," he taunted and each word was reward with a punch till his face was covered with blood.

"There is something you're forgetting," Jasper muttered as he raised his hand for the final blow. "You were my brother..  In the last life's before now... Where you killed Emery... You stopped being my brother then," he made to swing his hand down again but I shrieked.

I didn't want anyone dead, not in front of me.

"Jasper!"

He paused and turned to face me, his face softening immediately.

"Please.... Don't," I begged.

With one last kick to the ribs, Jasper let go of Drake and took my arm, dragging me back to the party.

As soon as we got there, I turned to thank him but, he was gone.

Out of sight.

I turned back, tears in my eyes, I'd never felt so dirty.

The person I thought I loved would have killed me without as much as a second thought.

My love, or whatever feelings I thought I had for him turned to hatred immediately.

I turned back to the party which was still going in full swing with a thought in mind.

I wasn't mad and I was going to find out what was happening.

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