Chapter 13:
"You fucking bastard," the words were pure venom as Jack pulled herself up to her full high and glared at him. "You just couldn't accept the fact that I left, that you were rejected. And you had to make up some goddamned excuse. Jeff and I were never lovers, we never fucked, he was my friend, and I cared about him. And you in an unjust, stupid jealous rage killed him. You killed my best friend, and I will hate you until the day you die." With that she grabbed the soap dish off of the ground by her feet and threw it at his head, watching is smash mere inches from it's intended target.
The sound of porcelain smashing brought her a bit of satisfaction, but that quickly evaporated as Riddick, darted forward and pushed her back into the corner, effectively pinning her to the wall, yet again. The fear that her anger had subsided was now back in full force, making her tremble slightly. Riddick was a killer, and an incredibly strong one at that, who was furious. Jack bet he could snap her delicate throat with one hand, and at this moment he seemed very inclined too.
"You are going to clean up this mess," his voice was a whisper of pure malice, making Jack shiver even more. "And then, you are going to behave like a good little guest." His voice sneered even more, indicating that guest was the last thing he wanted to be calling her.
With that he gripped her chin in a crushing hold and kissed her hard, bitting her lower lip in the processes. He let go of her chin and pushed off of her, and walked out. As he reached the doorway to her room he stopped and called back in a very cold voice that he would be back in a bit, to teach her some manners, and left.
Jack slid down the wall wiping blood off of her mouth realizing just what mess her had gotten herself into.
Okay, I got the next chapter out, mind you it's short. But non the less, it's out! I'm not really sure where I'm going from here, so any suggestions are good!
"You fucking bastard," the words were pure venom as Jack pulled herself up to her full high and glared at him. "You just couldn't accept the fact that I left, that you were rejected. And you had to make up some goddamned excuse. Jeff and I were never lovers, we never fucked, he was my friend, and I cared about him. And you in an unjust, stupid jealous rage killed him. You killed my best friend, and I will hate you until the day you die." With that she grabbed the soap dish off of the ground by her feet and threw it at his head, watching is smash mere inches from it's intended target.
The sound of porcelain smashing brought her a bit of satisfaction, but that quickly evaporated as Riddick, darted forward and pushed her back into the corner, effectively pinning her to the wall, yet again. The fear that her anger had subsided was now back in full force, making her tremble slightly. Riddick was a killer, and an incredibly strong one at that, who was furious. Jack bet he could snap her delicate throat with one hand, and at this moment he seemed very inclined too.
"You are going to clean up this mess," his voice was a whisper of pure malice, making Jack shiver even more. "And then, you are going to behave like a good little guest." His voice sneered even more, indicating that guest was the last thing he wanted to be calling her.
With that he gripped her chin in a crushing hold and kissed her hard, bitting her lower lip in the processes. He let go of her chin and pushed off of her, and walked out. As he reached the doorway to her room he stopped and called back in a very cold voice that he would be back in a bit, to teach her some manners, and left.
Jack slid down the wall wiping blood off of her mouth realizing just what mess her had gotten herself into.
Okay, I got the next chapter out, mind you it's short. But non the less, it's out! I'm not really sure where I'm going from here, so any suggestions are good!