Fragile Promises, Indestructible Lies [DISCONTINUED]

Jayy's POV;

        Now I know how Dahvie felt he saw me getting beaten... This is how he felt. Oh my god, I finally understand. "Oh fuck... Katilyn." He said looking over at her, I guess it finally clicked to him what I had done. "Shit, Jayy, move." He said! I did as he said and he crawled over to her, "Shit." He said, "Baby, baby wake up, come on." He said, kissing her forehead causing a blazing fire of eager to ignite inside of me. "Yea, fuck you too." I grumbled before storming out of the hotel room and slamming the door behind me. I don't care that I'm in my underwear, I'm calling a taxi. "Jayy, what the hell are you doing?" I heard Dahvie shout from the balcony, I flipped him off and started telling the person my location, they said they'd be here soon, I thanked them and hung up. "Jayy, you're in your underwear! Get up here!" He cried, "Does it look like I give a shit?! I'd rather be cold than with you!" I shouted, "Jayy, come on, don't be like that!" He shouted, "Why shouldn't I be? You criticized me for the same shit you just did!" I shouted, "I should've known better!" I shouted, "I'm just gonna pack my shit and leave!" I screamed, "Jayy no!" He screamed.
The taxi finally showed up and tears burned in my eyes as I flipped Dahvie off and got in the taxi, slamming the door behind me. As we drive off I see Dahvie running out the front of the building. "Jayy, is that you?" The taxi driver said, I immediately knew who it was by the accent, "Mark?" I asked, "Yea, man, what's up?" He asked, "Ugh, Dahvie's trippin'." I say rolling my eyes, "Ah, I can see ya was in a hurry ta' leave." He said, probably talking about how I was in my underwear. "Yea, it's whatever man." I muttered angrily, crossing my arms. "It doesn't sound like nothing." Mark said, "Ugh, it too early for this shit." I grumbled, "Alright, alright." He said.
We finally got to my house and I told Mark bye, I shut the car door and approached the house. I saw a car that looked familiar and walked in. I looked around confused, who else could be in here? "Hello?" I called, no answer. I heard footsteps upstairs and quietly made my way up the stairs, I approached my room and put my ear to the door, I heard someone inside. I quickly opened the door shocked to see Brandon, "B-Brandon... W-what are y-you doing here?" I stuttered out, "Having fun Jayy, hmm?" He asked casually approaching me slowly, "B-Brandon... T-think about this for a m-minute." I stuttered, fear filling my insides, "Enjoying your vacation sweety?" He said causally as he grasped my face in his hands, "P-please d-d-don't hurt m-me." I stutter, tears running down my cheeks, "Come now, you know crying will one make this worse, he chuckled while grasping my ass. I struggled against his grasp, "Have you forgotten who you belong to?" He asked, "I don't belong to anyone!" I screamed, pushing against him. "Now, now kitten, I think you should really rethink your words." He chuckled back-handing me onto the bed. He crawled on top of me, pinning me down. I looked around frantically for anything to defend myself with, I saw a jagged piece of wood from my broken headboard, I quickly grasped it but I had to sneak it.
      "Baby, I'm sorry." I say, "Can I have a kiss?" I asked, Brandon smirked down at me, "Glad you've come to your senses." He said, leaning down to kiss me. I kissed back and even moaned to make him forget about me trying to get away, eventually he stopped pinning me down and my arms were free. I smiled at this and slowly ebbed my arms around his neck, he chuckled at me but I quickly stabbed him in the back with the shard and pushed him into the floor, then booked it out of the room.
       I ran down into Dahvie's room and quickly stole the loaded pistol under his pillow, I took the safety off and ran down the stairs, I heard Brandon attempting to chase me. I didn't look back, I kept running. I was finally cornered in the living room and I pointed the pistol at him, "I SWEAR TO GOD BRANDON, I'LL FUCKING SHOOT!" I screamed, "No you won't you pussy, because you belong to me." He growled, stepping closer, "DON'T COME AN CLOSER!" I screeched, Brandon smirked and put one foot in front of the other, I aimed for his kneecap, looked away and shot. "FUCKING BASTARD!" He screamed, falling to the floor. I had gotten his kneecap just as planned, I quickly walked up to him and grabbed him by the throat, tightly gripping his neck, I threw him foreword to lay on his stomach, "Get up and I'll fucking shoot the back of your skull!" I growled, getting on top of him, I pulled a scarf from the couch and tied it around his wrist in a knot that was nearly impossible to undo.
       I got off of his back and made him sit up on his knees, my hand firmly gripping his throat as I stared down at him, "How does it feel?" I asked, "It fucking hurts, what do you think, you fucking bitch!" He screamed, I pistol whipped him and when he finally looked at me again I smirked, "Now that's no way to talk to your master." I growled, I sunk my nails into his throat causing him to bleed, but not enough to bleed out. He cried and looked down, mumbling profanities under his breath, "I love you." He muttered, causing me to look at him, "No you don't!" I shouted, "I love you!" He cried louder looking up at me with a tear-stained face, "Don't even try to tell me you love me!" I cried, taking my other hand and wrapping it around his throat.... But I knew I couldn't look into his eyes as he died.... I quickly stopped, "I love you." He whimpered, "YOU CAN'T SAY IT WITH A GUN IN YOUR MOUTH CAN YOU!?" I screeched, putting the pistol in his mouth as he sobbed, "Say it!" He shook his head, "FUCKING SAY IT YOU WHORE!" I screamed, he attempted to say 'I love you' with the pistol in his mouth but failed... I tried, I really tried to pull the tripper but I couldn't.
       I took the gun out of his mouth and smacking it across his face, and he fell to the floor, no hands to stop him as he landed on his side. "I'm not going to kill you." I say, as I pulled him underneath me, "I'm not gonna kill you." I muttered as tears fell from my eyes and I pushed his shirt up to expose his flesh. "I HATE YOU! I FUCKING HATE YOU!" I screamed pounding my fists into his stomach, "YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME! YOU MADE ME BELIEVE IN LOVE!" I screamed, slapping him, "And you know what you did you do?" I asked him, "He shook his head as I lowered my nails inches from his flesh, "You know what you did?" I growled, resting my nails on his torso, "I don't know!" He cried, "YOU YANKED IT AWAY!" I screamed dragging my nails down his flesh, causing him to scream in agony as he bled. I continued to scratch him and rip his flesh open into wounds with me teeth, soon you could barely see any flesh that wasn't soaked in blood.
       Brandon was shaking in pain and agony as I laughed evilly, "FUCKING SUFFER YOU WHORE!" I screamed, "I KNOW YOU WERE CHEATING THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME!" I screeched, "I've got a secret." I giggled to him, "You wanna know?" I giggled, "Yes." Brandon said, "Dahvie isn't my cousin, I've been cheating with him for a while now and I can gladly say, he's much better than you." I growled, "And now, I'm going to give you the opportunity to leave free and alive." I say, "Yea anything!" He cried, "You're gonna be a bottom today sweety." I say, Brandon swallowed hard but still nodded. I smirked down at him, this is gonna be fun.