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"Jason, dear, w-what are doing ?", she asked me as if frightened and staring intently at the kitchen knife I was holding in my right hand.
"Don't you fucking pretend, you did this to me" I said venomously and continued to approach her slowly. She continued to back up until her back was against the wall and she could no longer escape. She looked frantically around, left and right, finding an escape, but found none.
"Jason, I'm sorry, I had to do it, they would have killed me if I didn't", she said, sorrow and fear audible in her voice.
"Who ?" I questioned curiously, wondering who I had harmed or hurt for them to cause me so much pain. I was now only two feet away from the woman who took the last one I grew used to, the one I loved.
"I-I'm so sorry I can't tell you, please Jason, I'm sorry", she said, the tears that were welled up in her eyes had already fallen by now, streaming down her face. I had had enough, I brought my left hand to her face and wiped the tears that were falling.
"Shhhhhhh, I get it, you were just doing what needed to be done, I understand" I said calmly, feeling pity.
"Yes, yes, please Jason, I promise I won't hurt listen to them anymore, I made a mistake. Please", she said nodding her head in my head.
I smiled at her in reassurance. I gripped the knife in my right hand more tightly.
"I'm sorry too" I said, smile faltering then before she could say anymore, I brought the knife to her neck and slid it across.......
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Jason Martins has had those he loved and held dear, stripped away from him ever since he was fourteen. He lived continuously four years in the dark and believing all the accidents that happened were accidents, till now. Who is behind this all ? Who is after Jason ? What else did they do ?