amour plastique

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WARNING // THIS CHAPTER WILL INVOLVE DOMESTIC VIOLENCE!! IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE, I ADVISE YOU SKIP, BUT THIS IS A VERY IMPORTANT PIECE TO THE BOOK! OKAY THANKS AND ENJOY.

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HUDSON'S POV

How dare she.

How fucking dare she.

She broke up with me, for no fucking reason.

Once she broke up with me, I knew something was going on. So that's why I've been following her around for the past couple of weeks. I also decided to take pictures and videos to just prove her wrong.

So far, she's just been going from home to school, from school to the beach with fucking Chase, and then home again. Chase is probably the reason for all of this bullshit.

My fucking cousin. Loyalty sure does not run in our family.

She's been happier, and that makes me sick. It's all fake because she was truly happy with me. Especially with drugs.

I've been going crazy on drugs lately. Weed, heroine, coke, acid, and pills.

My parents stopped giving a shit about me. My dad has been hitting me more because of drugs, but my mom just stopped trying to help me. He brainwashed her.

I'm going crazy without my sweetheart. If I can't have her, then no one should. Not even Chase, Andrea, no one.

She belongs with me, and only me.

Two weeks ago, I followed her to the beach. Of course she was with him.

But what I saw, made me want to kill the both of them.

They fucked each other, and those three words especially made me go crazy. It took a lot in me to not blow my cover. Instead, I left.

It is now Friday, two weeks later. Brynn is getting adopted tomorrow, and it's my last chance to get her back. I know she wants me.

I found out that Andrea and her parents are going to leave to get the party stuff for tomorrow around three o'clock. Perfect timing to go in and talk to her, alone.

I waited outside for them to leave her alone.

Once they finally left, I climbed in through her bedroom window. She was currently in the living room.

I made my way downstairs, the couch was facing the television, so she couldn't see me.

"Sweetheart." I whispered, loud enough for her to hear.

She froze and turned around slowly.

"W-What are you doing here, H-Hudson?" She stuttered out of fear.

"You belong to me, sweetheart."

"What the fuck? We broke up! Get out of my house!" She got up.

"I know you still want me, sweetheart. Just fucking admit it!" I shouted.

"I don't want you! I moved on!" She shouted back.

"Yeah, I saw." I squinted my eyes as if she was dumb.

"What do you mean, 'you saw'?" She was confused.

I took out my phone and showed her a video of her and Chase kissing on the beach.

"Oh my God. Have you been following me?!" She pushed me.

"Because I want you back. You don't love that douchebag, you love me." I smiled like I was crazy.

"I don't love you! I hate you! I never loved you! You're fucking crazy."

She ran to the kitchen, and I chased after her. Anger consumed me, along with rage.

I hated her.

She was looking for something in the drawers, maybe to hurt me.

I grabbed the nearest thing I could, and hit her over the head with it.

She fell to the floor, blood starting to come from her head. She was still conscious, which made me feel more powerful.

I got on top of her, my body weight pinning her down to the floor.

"You're such a fucking slut! Your dad was right; you should've died instead of your mother."

I put my hands around her throat and began to apply hard pressure. She struggled from underneath me and tried to get out of her position. Tears left her eyes, her arms tried to reach out to my face to scratch me, but she was too weak.

"I fucking hate you. If I can't have you, no one can." I whispered to her, and that's when I felt it.

Her life left her body, her body went limp, but her eyes were still looking at me.

Those beautiful hazel eyes I fell in love with, were now dead.

I came out of my rage and instantly regretted what I've done.

"No..What the fuck did I do?" I pulled at my hair.

"Brynn, come on. Wake up." I shook her body, but she was gone.

I tried to do CPR on her, but nothing worked.

"Shit..Shit..Shit." I paced the room back and forth.

"I'm so sorry." I put my hand through her hair.

The front door was becoming unlocked, and I knew that Andrea and her parents were back.

I freaked out and went through the back door by the kitchen.

I just killed the only girl I ever loved.

"Brynn!" I heard Andrea shout as I began to run away from the house.

I'm so sorry.