talk to me

why?

i gasp and feel a sharp pain in my staomch.

i push kurt away and scurry as quick as i can to the living room.

kurt quickly followed

i took out my phone and called chief.

i was hopping hed answer even tho it was late.

kurt came at me and wrestling me ti the ground.

he knocked my phone out of my hands.

i put my hands around home arms and fought to stay up right.

he was so strong.

he took me down to the groun.

he stayed ontop of me with his hands on his wrists.

he had one of his legs one teen both of mine keeping me down.

"g-get off me!" i yellowed and squirmed.

i could hardly breathe.

"stop fighting" he grunts.

"get off! your sick!" i say trying to pull away.

he takes off one of his hands to cover my mouth.

i slap him as hard as i could at the moment with ny freed hand.

"fuck!" he says putting his hand back on my wrist.

"kurt please!" i say.

i don't know what to do.

i was trapped.

wrists pinned down.

and his legs were in between mine.

wait.

his legs are inbetween mine..

i looked down and i knees upwards in his balls.

"augh! w-what the FUCK" he says rollung off me to grab his balls.

i try my best to grab my phone.

kurt grabbe me and punches me.

everything went black.

KURTS POV)

"what's wrong with you?" i pant grabbing y/ns phone.

jokes on her.

chief didn't answer.

i dragged her to a different room for now.

cleaning up her womb.

it's more phone to kill 'em slow anyway.

i went to go clean up the blood on the floor.

(nobody move! there's blood on the floor 💃 🎶 )

once i was done cleaning.

i went to wash off the knife.

suddenly someone barges in.

shit.

it was 3 cops.

i knew i wouldn't win.

so i didn't fight them.

i put my hands up and walked toward s then.

how did they even know?

i let them put me in cuffs as chief walks in.

"kurt kunkle, your so stupid yk that? you fucked up so bad no other psychologist wanted to talk to you besides doctor L/n, she took you in, cared about you, actually let her in your house. and this is what you do? you no longer have a 300 year sentence. we decided we're giving you the electric chair." chief says.

my eyes widen.

"p-please it was an honest mistake! y/n fine!" i say.

"idc if she's fine! you still tried to kill her. you fucked up." he says.

"take him to the car." he says and the officers took me to the car.

fuck.

why did i do this to y/n?

i don't even know..

she was so sweet.

so funny.

so cute.

she was the only one that cared about me.

and i tried to kill her?

i don't know why.

(y/n pov)

i wake up.

i terrible pain in my side.

my cousin chief was waking me up.

"we're going to the hospital ok y/n?" he says picking me up.

i didn't care where we went.

i was so exhausted and in so much pain.