Mine.

C13 : He knew

Chapter 13

[ He Knew ]
Yay! Finally updated! yep, I know, I'm sorry.

Third Person P.O.V

He walked out from the room, knowing that it was no use of forcing her to spit the truth. He was mad, furious to the point he had to shut himself before he could explode. He would say all the words inside his head but it wouldn't end up fine. Better silence or else. He wasn't stable and he knew it was bad.

He knew.

Avoiding eyes contact, soft voice and replacing the silence with small laugh. That was how she lied.  He had known her for years. He loved it but not that time. He knew that she thought he wouldn't break his friendship with Jack if she lied. But she never knew, that he didn't care, at all. Friend or not, she was his. Ain't nobody gon' touch her except him. Dad, Mom, Best friend forever, his savior or who else, he didn't fucking care. He would never hand her over Jack or anyone else.

He stormed downstairs and hit everything that were on his way. Like he believed, he didn't give a shit. Everyone was in the kitchen, and there where Jack was. He could just take the knife and stab him but fuck that, he was a good man. Oh how he wished to have a talk with Jack then enjoyed killing him. As simple as 1 2 3 and easy as A B C. But he couldn't do that, he would lose one of his pro members. Though betrayal had his concern on disqualification. He needed to think wisely or else, same thing could happen, he could lose his queen once again and he didn't wish for that to happen. She was the only one who had captured his heart. All of it, so he would never leave her. He knew what he was doing, he knew it was wrong to abduct his love but that was the only he could think of. So his love wouldn't ever leave his sight, always stay by his side, as his soulmate, as his embodiment, as his weakness.

Breathed out a heavy sigh, he walked into the kitchen and approached everyone. "Hey Justy!" Sheila greeted as he smiled shortly and returned to his expressionless face. Sheila blinked few times, trying to figure out his actions. Gina and Chad sat quietly while having their meal. Reed was focusing on his laptop, accessing shits he didn't even care.  Justin sat beside Jack as he gave him a death glare. "I see you figured out something?" Jack asked, avoiding eye contact while scrolling on his smartphone. "Then why did you lie?" Justin asked, chewing some grapes. Realizing the gloomy atmosphere, Chad, Reed and Gina left the kitchen because they knew better than to interfere. Sheila didn't move because she still had few dishes to wash.

Jack took a sip of his drink and let out a sigh, "Look, I know she's yours but I have my own feelings too, and I love her too." How easy for him to say. How easy the anger inside Justin boiled as he clenched his fists, trying to control his rage. "I believe that you know who I am too, don't you, Jack?" Justin asked as his voice gone deeper than it was, "And you do know, I won't ever give her to you." Jack received a second death glare from Justin, which didn't mean good. Jack sighed, "I've been alone, for years. I was all alone since my parents died. The girl that I loved, left me with a fucking asshole. I got a LOT of wounds and scars. But Hailey, sh-she makes me feel comfortable, not alone.." He uttered with his hoarse voice, like he was holding the tears as he lowered his head and clenched his fists. The girl should have been the most important to cure his heart and got rid all of his fears. Justin felt a big sharp arrow stroke right into his beating heart. It drove him mad, yet filled with empathy. His breath hitched, as he took a deep breath. Silence filled in the air when words couldn't be pronounced by both of them, only to hear the water flows by Sheila's washing action.

"Then Fuck off," Justin broke the silence with his eyes closed. He couldn't look Jack in the eyes, to prevent from violence act. He didn't want to hurt his member, especially, pro ones. "What?" Jack  frowns, his eyes started to form tears, only to be held back by him. "You're going to get switch to another country. Leave this place," Just left the kitchen with his last words, never to look back at Jack.

Jack breathed heavily as he stared at the table, "Could have been worse, isn't it?".

***

Yes, that was the only way to keep him away from his queen. He needed to make jack forget about Allie. Well, it could have been worse than just switching him to another country. Jack could have been killed by Justin's own hands if it wasn't because of Jack's position in his gang. Justin made his way to his room, where his queen is. Now that he settled the problem about Jack, he had to do something to Allie. She needed to learn her lesson to not tell lies. She was too stubborn so she needed to keep that 'She Is Mine And Nobody Else Can Take her Away From Me' in her mind.

As he reached in front of his room, he opened the door slowly. Allie was sleeping soundlessly in the bed in her comfortable position. Her dried tears still remained on her face, her hair was messy but still beautiful in his eyes. It was hard to punish her, but if he didn't do that, she wouldn't learn anything. He came closer to her figure, as he stroke her hair. He didn't want to do it. He gritted his teeth as his tears flowed down his cheeks. He sighed, as he carried her bridal style, and carefully not to wake her up. He walked downstairs and another stairs to the basement.

As we reached the basement, he took a deep breath and opened the door only to get greeted by cold air. He went in and put her on the cold ground, near the bricked wall. So cold, but she needed to learn. That was her very first real punishment without any mercy. He chained her legs so she couldn't leave the room.

'When she wakes up tomorrow, she must be confused and scared.'

He came closer and whispered, "First punishment, babygirl, you've got on my nerves." He kissed her forehead and stayed for 5 minutes. He sniffed as he rubbed his tears using his (I put 'her'  instead of  'his' LOL) sleeve. Turning around, he walked out from the basement and locked the door. He decided to only sleep on the couch, knowing his love had to sleep on the cold hard ground. He walked upstairs to the living room and landed himself on the couch. Staring at the ceiling, and thought about what he had to do and what he had done, he sighed heavily. Jack was already gone right after what he had told him. But he knew, Jack wouldn't let it pass just like that,

he would plan something. Something unforgivable.

-Consequence