Bad Meets Evil

chapter 4

Chapter 4

JASMINE'S POV

Once I got in his room, I sat on his bed. All I was thinking of, was different ways he could kill me right now. But he makes me so confused. I thought he was gonna kill me once he got to me. But it turns out that he's only holding me hostage until Harry gives him what he wants. Whatever it is, Harry won't give him shit. He's just stubborn like that.

The room door flew open and there stood Eddie. Angrier than ever. Which is scary.

"Before I punish you, I wanna make sure you're clean. Get your filthy ass in the shower. Now."

Ouch.

"C-Can I h-have a--" I was cut off by him slapping me.

"Didn't I tell you that I hate stuttering?!"

"Well you don't have to fucking hit me all the time!" I yelled at him, quickly shutting my mouth after I did.

His eyes got darker. Shit. He grabbed my hair and yanked it, making me shriek.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU YELLING AT?!" He slapped me again, making me scream.

"N-Nobody!" I cried.

Another slap.

"Don't fucking stutter!!"

"I'm sorry!"

He let me go by throwing me on the floor.

"Go take a damn shower. And hurry up." He hissed.

I scrambled off of the floor and stumbled into the bathroom, locking it. I went to the sink and leaned on it, feeling more tears fall from my eyes. Then I looked up at my reflection and cried even more.

I don't get why this is happening to me. I don't even know him, and he beats me like there's no tomorrow.

"I don't hear any water running!" He shouted from the other side of the door.

Creeper. I sighed and turned on the water to the temperature I wanted. With shaky hands, I began pulling off my clothes, wincing as I did. I stepped in the shower, once it got to the temperature I wanted, and hissed every time the water would touch a raw bruise. I took a deep breath and started washing up, ignoring the excruciating pains everywhere on my body.

"Hurry up!" I heard Eddie yell and bang on the door.

"Sorry!" I called back weakly.

I was barely in here for 5 minutes. I sighed and started washing the soap off, taking my happy ass time. I really don't wanna go back in there. Once all the soap was off, I turned off the shower water and stepped out. I dried off and that's when I realized, I didn't bring any clothes.

Shit.

"Eddie!" I called.

"What?!" He rudely called back.

Lose the attitude man.

"Could you bring me some clothes?"

"No! Get your ass out here! Now!"

He says the word 'now' a lot. So demanding. I wrapped the towel around me and left the bathroom. I looked around the room and saw him laying in the bed, with the blanket over his lower half. And...his top half was exposed. Great.

He's naked.

"Take off the towel." He demanded.

"Why--"

"Take it off!" He yelled, making me jump.

I gulped and slowly peeled the towel off of me. I looked at him and he was smirking.