Kiri: ...had to repost this one... few problems to fix... yeah... ok, um, violence warning, and language warning. this chapter came out a bit dark, so, just to let you know now...
Chapter 9

I'd been anticipating this all week now, waiting anxiously for it to come so I could finally get what I came here for in the first place, so why the hell are there butterflies in my stomach? Damn it, I think I'm gonna be sick… Well, I could always just… run off and tell Erol I changed my mind, but then again, that would only complicate things for me. Well, Jakie, girl, it looks like you're going through with this weather you like it or not.

Everything is quiet now… better go soon before people start staring. I hope I don't trip and make an ass out of myself. Then again, I'm already making an ass out of myself by marrying Erol. Ok, people waiting for me… time to go.

((Yes, I'm fast-forwarding to that evening. Why? Cuz I feel like it and nothing seems to be working here.))

I sat on the edge of Erol's bed in complete silence. The only thing running through my mind was 'What the hell have I done?' But I have to stay focused. I made the plan, and now is the time to go for it. Just as soon as my new husband gets back from bragging about his marriage to his KG buddies. Oh, he makes me sick…

I sat there in my short, strapy red dress that Erol had insisted I wear tonight. Well… I hope he gets his fill of it because he won't be seeing much for long. When I'd left the wedding reception and came up here, the first thing I'd done was hide a knife under the pillow. Whenever he gets back, he and I are going to have a little talk…

Oh, speak of the devil. Here he comes now…

"Why did you leave so early?" he asked when he came in. I inhaled deeply and tried to keep my voice steady.

"I was tired," I answered without much emotion.

"Not too tired for tonight, I hope." Egotistical freak… I stood up and started towards him and he started taking off excess clothing.

"It's a little chilly in here," I said off the top of my mind. He smirked at me and closed the distance between us and gently caressed my cheek.

"Don't worry. It'll be heating up here soon." Sick twisted pervert… I closed my eyes and allowed him to kiss me. "You look so irresistible wearing that." He started kissing my neck, and at the same time, moving his hands over my hips, which, I admit, sent pleasant aches through me. Now I think I know why this guy has a reputation as a womanizer. How is it that the man with a huge reputation of being a psychotic bastard and is probably hated and feared by pretty much the whole city be so damn sexy? I'll bet he's a real good lover, too…

Gah! Jakie, snap out of it! Focus, girl! Ok, ok… it won't be much longer now. He kissed me again and picked me up bridal style and set me back on the bed where he continued kissing me for about five more minutes before he got up.

"I'll be right back," he said simply and went into the bathroom. I took a deep breath and reached under the pillow for the knife. When my fingertips touched it, I slowly grasped the hilt and waited patiently for my husbands return.

He came back moments later, shirtless, and smirking. Then he pointed his pistol at me… I swallowed hard and stared at him wide-eyed.

"Honestly, Jakie, you must think I'm an idiot," he said sadistically.

"What are you talking about?" I answered.

"I'm talking about that knife in your hand." I gasped and quickly dropped it. "Yes, Jakie, I know you were planning on killing me. It was plainly obvious, because I know that you hate me more than you've ever hated someone before." I narrowed my eyes.

"Yeah, you're right. I do."

"It's only right to expect that you would attempt to murder me if we married."

"You are one sick bastard, Erol." He just scoffed. I slowly stood up. "So then, what is it you want out of me?"

"It should be obvious."

"If it's information about the Underground you want, then you might as well kill me now. That's one thing you're not getting out of me." He pulled the trigger and a searing pain shot through my arm. I yelped, grabbed my arm and fell to my knees.

"That's not all I want from you." He came closer. "Since you're now my wife, I expect you to be with me wherever I go, unless I say otherwise. I also expect you to do what I tell you to do without argument. Then you can serve your purpose as a woman and reproduce." His smirk got wider and he dropped his voice. "And if you refuse…" He smacked me with his gun and I fell on the floor. "So then…what's it gonna be?" I gritted my teeth together, trying to ignore the pain in my arm.

"Go… to… HELL," was my answer.

"Very well," he said simply, then reached down, grabbed a handful of my hair and dragged me to my feet. He punched me in the stomach and then again in the jaw and I was on the floor again. I knew I'd bit my tongue because I could taste blood. Erol's foot collided with my ribcage a second later, probably cracking a rib or two…

He knelt down next to me, grabbed my hair again and looked in my eyes with his typical psychopath look.

"How about now, wife?" he asked. I just smirked at him and spit blood in his face, and then laughed when he went to clean it off. When he came back, however, he was definitely pissed off. He grabbed my hair once again and punched me had hard as he could right between my eyes. I'm surprised that I managed to stay conscious after that blow. My skull felt like it had just cracked and the pain from it almost blinded me. Just as my head was about to stop spinning, he hit me again, this time in the cheek, but not as hard, but after that one, I wasn't seeing properly. Everything was pretty much a big blur of color. That, and my head felt like it was about to explode. Then he grabbed my wounded arm, pulled me to my feet harshly and slammed me into the wall as hard as he could. I would've just hit the floor, but he pinned my arms against the wall, keeping me standing.

"If you won't do it willingly, then I'll just force you to! I'll break that spirit or yours, Jakie, no matter what it takes!" He kissed me. Hard. Really hard. Painfully hard… and when he finished, he threw me on the bed and pinned me there while he started undoing his belt. I knew what was coming, and to be honest, I think this scared me the most.


Kiri: well, I think I found a way to connect this story with my new version, so I'll start doin that later... until then, leave a nice reveiw. K?