Kidnapped by the Gangleader | js

Chapter Seventeen

Jacob's pov

Her both parents raised their heads as I walked in...I saw fear in their eyes
They know who I am and what I'm capable of smirking I leaned against the wall with the cup of coffee still in my hand and hot ...

I took few sips of my coffee while staring at them ....

" care to explain what was happening that night?" I asked trying to keep my temper low ...

They both didn't said anything but looked down if the dirty floor with old blood stains is the most interesting thing to watch...

" I'm going to ask you both again ...what you both were doing to your own daughter?!" I raised my voice little
My back still leaned into the dark grey wall

" we were giving her what she deserved " her dad said

" and why she deserved that? " I raised my eyebrow at him

" she killed her sister because she was jealous of her " he said with no hesitation...

Y/n could never do something like this how could they blame on such a innocent girl specially their daughter which is the only daughter is left...

" any proof if she killed her sister? " I asked but none of them answered...now I was furious

They treated her like shit for no reason...
I threw the cup angrily on the wall...
The cup shattered making a mess of glass on the floor they both flinched at the content ...
I made my way towards her father first
I gripped his neck with my bare hands almost at the point he was having trouble to breathe ..

" why?" I hissed
" why did you treat her like a fucking toy ?!.." I slammed his head on the wall still my hand on his neck...

" you think its funny to go through physical and emotional pain?! You think its alright to abuse your daughter and leaves her to die alone ?! What if I wasn't there at right time??! " I screamed on his face his face going blue because of how my grip on his neck

" I will show what she felt when you abused her " I hissed through my teeth and backed away from his ...
I devilishly smirked putting my hand in the back of my pocket taking out the knife....the same knife her dad used on y/n to end her ...

" isn't this yours " I said to her dad while looking at the shining knife in my hands running my index finger on the knife gently...

I walked towards her dad again I can see the fear in his eyes waiting what's about to come for him now ...

I placed the point of the knife on his neck ...

" if she deserved the pain you gave him well let's see what you both deserve "

Without any hesitation I moved the knife deeply on his neck leaving a deep cut as the blood started to pour out of it,
He screamed at the pain he felt

" did you felt any type of pain?...no? Good cause I'm not done with you yet ..."
I whispered harshly

Moving the knife from his neck to his chest leaving a deep cut there as well like I did to his neck
I grinned when he screamed again ..i felt happy seeing him pain

I heard sobs coming from the other side I glance at her mother crying over her abusive husband

" you!" I pointed the knife at her

" shut the fuck up before slit your throat " I hissed at her

Now back to him

I grabbed him by his hair and smashed his face on the wall hardly ..
More blood
I slammed his face again on the wall hard again
Yes more blood but still I wasn't satisfied with the blood I saw coming from his body ...its nothing compared to the blood y/n lost...my anger build up
at the thought of remembering what position she was in when I saw her in the pool of blood around her...

With the force I slammed his face again then let go off his hair as I step back breathing heavily...

" you are going to face every pain she felt when you both abused her " my voice came out dangerously raspy

" what's next buddy?" I laughed

" what else you abused her with ? " I asked as I grabbed his shirt lifting him up ...wow I'm more stronger than her father how cool
I chuckled inside my head

" your hands ?" He of course didn't left a word from his lips...taking the knife again as I dip into his palm ...

More blood came with the screams

I smirked throwing the knife a side ...

" see you tomorrow " I said as I walked out the cellar...
My white shirt is now full with blood including my hands I just take a shower   right now

After taking a shower I went straight to the gym
One of the places I feel peace and the place where i let my anger out on the punching bags...

Wearing nothing but the pair of black shorts as i punched the bag over and over again letting my all anger out
I glance over the punching bag but when I saw the faces of people who broke me I felt my blood boiling

I punched the bag aggressively almost knocking the bag out from where it was held ..

" HOW COULD YOU ?! " I screamed at the faces I was seeing and punched over and over them thinking I was punching them but it was just a poor bag who was getting all the hard punches from me ...

" I trusted you ! " I punched again
Sweat started form ...
Few sweat drops going down to my bare chest to my abs ..my hair all wet and my body shining in sweat as I keep punching the bag ...

I dropped to my knees feeling out of energy now...
I sat on the floor hands on my face then I removed my hands from my face to run my fingers through my wet hair ..
I looked at what was infront of me ...
The broken bag looking like someone tear the bag with knifes but it was just my punches...
Sighing...I have to buy another bag for the hundredth time...

I glanced down my fists they were bleeding like always it's not like I care this pain is nothing compared to the pain I feel emotionally I feel numb

" you are not worth it "

" you don't deserve to be loved "

" how could someone pathetic like you?"

" no one would even look at the way you walked "

I screamed gripping my hair
" STOP!"
These voices never stopped coming in my head they always repeat and repeat telling me who i am really...

" what a loser "

" he deserve to die"

" his parents didn't wanted him i wonder why "

" stop please " my voice cracked ...
" stop...i can't handle more " tears came to visible in my hazel eyes ..I curled up to my body hiding my face in my knees as I cried softly...

" what have I done to make you hate me ?" I whispered brokenly to myself

My cheeks turned red due to crying
My chest falling up and down as I try to keep my breath calm but it was hard...

" all I did was cared for you ...took the bullet for you..." I cried again now i looked nothing like a fearless or reckless man but a completely broken boy begging for others to leave me alone...

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