cats and Taco Bell. a Jacob Whitesides imagine.

chapter 46

y/n: hey babe. *you smile at him, glad you have nothing to throw up.*

Nash: hello gorgeous. *he picks you up and spins you around.*

y/n: I just want to thank you again.

Nash: now I'm glad that I beat Jacob up.

y/n: well, come here. *you grab his hand and take him to the bed trying to be flirty.*

Nash: gladly. *he pulls you in for a kiss and you put your finger on his lip and push him to the bed. you swallow knowing what is about to happen and take a deep breath. you start to untie your robe*

y/n: I have a surprise for you. *the police bust through the bathroom door.*

Dan: Mr. Grier, you are under arrest for assault, breaking and entering and attempted murder. you have to right to remain silent, anything you say or do can be used against you in the court of law. *he goes on, but you run over to Jacob who is just making his way out of the bathroom. you start crying and hug Jacob. he looks at you and then you hear Nash yell.*

Nash: you bitch! you set me up!

y/n: you shouldn't have tried to kill my boyfriend!

~Jacobs POV~

*I hear Nash yell and I look up. it all comes back to me; I walk out of the bathroom and see a dark figure. they turn around and I recognize those piercing blue eyes. it's Nash.*

Jacob: Nash? what are you doing?

Nash: just here to clear a few things up.

Jacob: like what? and how did you get in here?

Nash: I stole the maids key and y/n. I want her and you have her.

Jacob: so? she's a human being. she can chose who she wants to date.

Nash: no. not if it's not me.

Jacob: Nash? what are you talking about? you've never even talked to her.

Nash: but I know everything about her. her favorite color, birthday, middle name, her secrets. stuff that even you don't know.

Jacob: what is wrong with you? you're sick Nash! get out of my room. where's Aaron?

Nash: he's in Taylor and Hayes room. and I'm not sick. I'm in love and I'm just here to talk, unless you don't want to listen. *he smiles and I can see that he has a bat in his hands.*

Jacob: Nash. why do you have a bat?

Nash: oh. so I can teach you how to hit.

Jacob: Nash. put the bat down. we can talk.

Nash: talk time is over. now it's smash time.

Jacob: Nash. stop. this won't make y/n like you anymore. if she finds out, she will never date you.

Nash: she won't date me anyway. she has you, so if I get rid of you, then she'll have no one.

Jacob: Nash. stop. I'm going to call the police and we can get you help. okay?

Nash: no. I don't need help, you do. *he hits me in the arm. I hear a crack and then he starts pushing me into the bathroom. he shoves me in the tub and turns the water on as hot as it can go and starts smacking me with the bat. he smacks my legs, my ribs, my face, everything. when he smacks my legs, I can hear cracking. I hurt everywhere. I need to survive. for y/n. I just let out little whimpers every now and then. it seems like he's beating me for an hour. I can't take the pain any more. I close my eyes, desperate to hold on. then everything turns black and the next thing I remember is y/n's gorgeous face looking down at me in the morning.*