Big Secrets

Chapter 4: Slap That B**ch!

Clara's POV:

SLAP!

"Don't you f*cking dare!" I spat with so much venom that I almost surprised myself. Almost.

His touch had freed me from my broken stage for a bit. Long enough to hear the start of his weak apology. An apology which just made me flip and brake free from my depression like stage. And now I was the one yelling.

But C'mon, what was I supposed to do after his little out burst? Should I just have said 'Ohh, it's okay. It's okay that you just told me that you don't give a damn about me. That you don't care if I die or not. It's okay...'.

Nope. NOPE. Cause it's not okay. I'm not going to just let him practically yell into my face about how damn worthless I am. I'm not just gonna let him push me around like that. Not. Any. More.

"C-Clara, I-I-" He stuttered slowly, trying to calm me down. But ohh no, he had a thing coming if he thought that he could just apologize his way out of this. He had hurt me too much.

"Clara what? Clara, I'm sorry I called you a worthless little piece of sh*t? Clara, I'm sorry that I don't give a f*ck about you? Clara what?" I yelled from the top of my lungs. I could feel tears starting to fall again. Now it was my turn to let out all my anger.

"Do you really think that I would lie about something in a situation like this? I'M TRAPPED IN SOME ABANDONED BUILDING WITH SOMEBODY ALMOST KILLING ME!!! And that somebody is your girlfriend!" Tears were now rolling freely down my cheeks, but anger and furry was still there, overpowering the sadness.

The anger was already too much and I somehow had to release it, cause just yelling didn't help much. I had to take out my anger at something or somebody, or I would literally just explode.

Somebody?

Patricia!

I looked at the door. She had gone through that door moments before Mike woke up. Moments after she had almost killed him, and me.

Everything went red in front of my eyes, and all I could focus on was that door through which that little crazy b***h had gone. And the next thing I knew I was charging the door head on like a bull.

I was practically flying through the air as my foot collided with the door. The impact was so big that the door came flying of the hinges. The rage inside of me was so big that I didn't even notice the small victory. I had broken down the door and was now home free.

A big amount of my rage had disappeared leaving me now almost completely calm. Almost. I turned around and looked at Mike who was still sitting on the floor watching me. He looked at me with an emotionless expression. He had nothing to say at what had just happened. He kept watching in between me and the door. Then suddenly his eyes flickered to my neck and he let out a gasp.

My hand automatically flew to my neck and I felt the warm and sticky liquid that flowed from my throat. The wound was still open. I had forgotten all about the fact that Patricia almost cut my throat wide open with her knife.

I took away my hands to look at them. They were covered in blood. The blood flow was too fast and if I didn't stop it soon, I could bleed out. And die.

But no. I wasn't going to let her win. Yes, I was bleeding out, but I was going to bring Patricia down with me, if it was the last thing that I would do.

Unfortunately though, thanks to the fact that I was still bleeding out, the weakness hit me like a tidal wave. I was already seeing spots and I was beginning to lose my balance. I was sure that soon enough I would hit the cold wooden floor, but instead I felt a warm body press against mine. I clung to it helplessly, trying not to fall out of weakness.

Soon enough I was on a big feather cloud drifting between consciousness and unconsciousness. I felt a pair of warm hands against my neck and a thick cloth being wrapped around it like scarf.

A warm breath tickled me right before falling into total darkness. "I'm so sorry, Clara. I never meant to hurt you like that. I believe you, but..."

That was all I could hear him whisper to me before falling into sleep, but those three words, that he believed me, were all I needed to know and when I'd wake up, I would have the strength to end her.

A/N: .....................................................

Hello!

So we where actually supposed to update earlier, but thanks to the fact that I (Annie) didn't have my charger with me to keep my phone alive (Yes, I write all the chapters on my phone, cause my computer is sh*t). So I'm so so soooo sorry that I couldn't update sooner, but hey. I updated now didn't I. Anyway massive thanks to everybody who is reading. Thanks to everybody who is voting and commenting, you make my day and I love you so much for that. But most of all I want to thank the people who are supporting this book, cause let's be honest, it's not that good. Thank you so much. Expecially you @WhiteWolf53. We love you so much. And everybody else too.

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