𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘦//𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴

hoax

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE
TURN IT UP

big trigger warning- sexually harassment and assault and blood

after a few more minutes jade brought herself together quickly. getting up and strutting out of the hospital the cool air shot her like a bullet. her hair flew back in the wind softly.

"fuck" she muttered to herself realizing she had no ride, no place to stay, and no where to go.

"this is gonna be fun" she whispered pulling out her phone and calling an uber. it pulled up a few minutes later and she slammed the door getting into the car.

"where are you going?" the older male driver asked her. he looked about 30 years old and had chestnut brown hair. he was moderately good looking but jade was way too distracted to tell.

she huffed a little bit before deciding, "umm just drop me in downtown venice" she replied.

"you got it gorgeous" he responded looking at her in the backseat. her eye flared at those words as she rolled her eyes.

"that's disgusting." she looked at him appalled.

"what? you are gorgeous" he smiled looking off the road and back on her.

"i'm a minor dude, so shut this down right now." she scoffed at him feeling majorly uncomfortable. now she had no where to go, a dead baby, and a middle aged creep hitting on her. talk about great days, she thought to herself.

"aw how old?" he made puppy dog eyes at her.

"that is none of your fucking business so please just let me out here." she finally said, deciding to walk the ten miles.

he laughed a little and when he didn't stop the car she reached for the lock on the door. right as her hand hit it she heard the dreaded sound of the doors locking.

"you fucking creep" she commented getting louder.

"i can't help it you're too pretty" he smiled at her. she felt the car pull over and come to a stop. fuck, was her only thought.

"if you don't unlock the doors right now i'm gonna scream." she threatened.

"whose coming then? there's no one here. no one around." he smiled back at her making her shutter.

he grabbed the back of the seat and hoisted himself into the backseat with her. she scooted as far as she could away from him, desperate to get the door open.

"i don't care how old you are sweetie, you're not leaving." he threatened moving his hand closer and closer to her thigh.

"stop it!" she yelled at him trying to squirm away. she grabbed him hand trying to pry it off of herself but he used his other hand to hold her back.

now holding her down as she struggled to get out of the aggressive hold he laughed,

"god i knew your face was pretty i didn't know your tits were prettier." he pulled down her shirt, ripping it at the seams. she screamed hoping that someone, anyone would come. she tried to swat away his hands.

"get off of me!" she yelled at him.

"awww don't you won't this? who wouldn't want this?" he asked her cupping her face in his hand.

"i don't want it" she managed to say between gasps for air. he was too strong and she couldn't do anything. hopeless. weak.

her mind wandered to her day. the poor baby. she didn't even know the gender. she didn't have a name. was it ever even alive? she began to cry harder and scream louder.

"leave. me. alone!" she screamed at him gasping for air. if only she could reach the band of her skirt before he did, she always kept back up scissors in there.

he put a finger to her mouth aggressively shushing her. her eyes darted to the finger as with all her might she bit it. he jerked in pain grabbing his finger. her hands free, she reached to the band of her skirt and pulled out the scissors. she opened them flustered and held them to his neck.

he immediately sucked in a short breath of air, as she sat up, moving the scissors closer and closer to him.

"don't.. don't kill me" he pleaded for his life.

"and why shouldn't i?!" she screamed at him. sobbing so hard. she couldn't breathe. her head throbbed. her mind pulsed. the tears fell from her eyes hitting the leather car seats like needles.

"what shouldn't i just do it right now!?" she yelled at him between sobs. and that's when it flipped. the little switch inside her brain that had kept her from really hurting people all these years. the one that had kept her from almost strangling her dad. it switched. and she knew she was about to kill the man in front of her.

with a murderous twinkle in her eye she moved the scissors across his neck, slowly drawing blood. she sobbed, but less now.

suddenly the sound of glass shattering erupted in her ears, making her flinch.

the door of the back seat was opened and she turned around to see a surprised looking beck.

"jade...?" he looked at her in shock. his eyes quickly found the man next to her.

"jade what are you doing?!" he screamed at her grabbing her wrist.

she sobbed incoherent words, getting out of the car and collapsing onto the floor.

the man lay in the car, looking lifeless. fresh blood dripping from his neck, unable to breath, dead.