Chapter 18

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JEFF'S POV

We were running to Ky's house. I had been there before... I don't want to talk about it. So I knew the way.

"But what if they aren't there?" Jack yells from behind me.

"Oh! They are!" I yell back.

We came up to the house and I heard a scream. They were definitely here.

JAY'S POV

"Your such a little bitch!" Ky yells.

He tried to kiss me again and I bit his lip... hard.

"At least I'm not some perv going around trying to rape girls!" I yell.

I went past his breaking point. I could tell. His face went pure red and he had madness in his green eyes.

"Go to hell, whore." He whispers.

He punches me across the face and I scream, hoping for someone to hear it.

No one will though.

I get to me feet, while still sitting and stab the leg of the chair into Ky's chest. He then, pushes me to the ground.

"Go to sleep." Ky said.

"Don't steal my boyfriends line." I hiss.

He pulls out a knife from his pocket.

"I'm so sorry." Ky says.

He sounded different then he had this whole time. Like his old self. It's as if he was under a trance.

"No, Ky! Stop your under a spell! Please!" I scream.

I shakes his head.

Gently he pushes the knife in and I go to sleep.

JEFF'S POV (Quickly)

I burst through the door. I see blood seeping through the ceiling.

"Jay!" I yell.

"She's dead!" Says a voice coming through sobs.

I run up the stairs to see Jay with her eyes wide. With Ky crying over her.

I stare in awe.

"No!"

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