The Wife (Sequel to SUGAR)

Attempt

Leah's pov

I slowly open my eyes, feeling Jord's grip on my waist still. I bite the inside of my cheek, breathing deeply as I reached further beneath my pillow. I feel the smooth handle of the kitchen knife, and run my fingers around it a few times, contemplating. Jord's soft snores only gave me more confidence. I take a shaky breath as I grip the handle of the knife.

I pull it slowly out from under my pillow and clutch it to my chest, then I slightly sit up, pulling out of Jord's grasp.

"He killed the love of your life"i think.

"He shot your best friend, in front of you."

I slowly, softly straddle over his sleeping body. I look down at his peaceful face, and become angry. I clench my teeth as I bring the knife over my head. My breathing hitches as I think about what I'm actually about to do. Stab a man. For the second time. My fist shakes with anger, and slam it down.

Before the knife could hit his face, his hand comes up and the blade pierces through it, stopping the knife. Jord doesn't even flinch, doesn't wince, doesn't even move, even though he had a 5 inch blade sticking straight through his palm.

My breathing hitches in fear as his eyes slowly open. He looks at the knife sticking through his hand, and then up to my fist that was clutching the handle. He spoke as his own blood dripped onto his face. 

"Brave. I didn't think you'd actually try."he says, pushing his hand more against the knife, pushing my hand back.

I was so struck with fear that i couldn't respond as he sat up, causing me to fall into his lap. I let go of the knife to catch myself before I fell back completely, giving him the advantage of being above me. He grips the knife, slowly pulling the blade out of his palm without so much as a whimper. He throws the knife to the ground, and then uses his bloody hand to grip my face. 

I see the rage in his eyes as I whimper, feeling his blood running down my face, gushing against my lips. He smiles, wiping his blood all over my face to the point where I whimper again, crying out.

"You know, I'm going to have to hurt you now. Right."he whispers softly. 

I whimper in fear as he smirks at me. 

"Here I was, thinking i was getting somewhere. But no. You're so in love with my brother, that you'd risk your life to avenge him, Christ, somethings gotta change."he says.

.. .. ..

I cry out as I watch 2 men brutally beat poor Ethan.

"STOP! MAKE THEM STOP!"I scream at Jord who was sitting with his legs crossed, smoking a joint.

One of the men holds Ethan in place while the other punches him in the face without mercy.

"PLEASE!"i beg as he hits Ethan so hard he falls unconscious. 

Jord lifts his bandaged hand and the men halt for a moment. He runs his thumb over the bloodstain on his palm and then looks at me. 

"Congenital insensitivity to pain."he says, holding his palm up. 

I sob as one of the guards hold me back.

"When Stephen and I were just lads, he was into chemicals, metals and stuff like that, yes."He says as I look at the groaning Ethan, in a pool of his own blood on the ground.

"He was going to attempt to make a bomb, made a chemical that would stun fish if it blew up in water, mum loved to take us fishing."He says as he stands, walking over to me.

"Put it in your back pack he said."Jord says as he kneels down in front of me.

He chuckles as he thumbs away my tears. 

"When it went off it uh, it tore my entire left side to shreds. Most of it had to be reconstructed. I walked with a limp for about 6 years, I couldn't stand straight and I had to piss sitting down, can you imagine that?"he asks, standing back up and walking towards Ethan. 

"Look at me now. I'm rich, I've got a fully functioning body, I'm a technical genius. And all it took was a little brain damage."He says before kicking Ethan in the face.

I whimper out and he looks at me.

"Stop doing that. Stop crying. You knew what could happen. You tried to kill me, Leah. You tried to kill me!"he chuckles, walking back over to me. 

"And the best part about this?"he whispers, smiling.

He nods to Ethan.

"He'll forgive me for this. Why? Because he knows I mean well. And especially because he doesn't want me to hurt you. Spitting image of Joe, is he not?"He says quietly. 

My lip quivers as he reaches out and cups my cheek.

"Your so beautiful like this. I like the way your eyes sparkle in the light."he says.

Suddenly, feel my heart sink. It stops, as if it was skipping a beat in slow motion. 

"Next time you disobey, argue, protest, if you even look like your thinking about being disobedient. I'm going to string Ethan up by his feet, and i'm going to cut his pretty little head off his shoulders. And I mean what I say. Your life with me will not be as pleasant if that boy dies."He chuckles.

I whimper, feeling my arms go limp beneath me as I fall forward, into his chest. He pats my back, stoking my hair calmly as if i couldn't feel the crazy boiling out of him.

"There there."he says softly.