Abigail's POV

Its been two whole nights since Jungkooks and I 12th year anniversary. If I can use one word to explain that night I'd have to use "amazing" because he made me feel some type of waaaay. He treated me like a queen basically. Maybe tonight I'll treat him like a king. I walk to the sink, my thighs still a bit sore, oh, and believe me when I say this. I was literally on bed rest for a whole day because my muscles were so sore.

I guess that's a sign he's really amazing in bed, ain't I right?

I'm wiped away from my dirty thoughts when I hear Sam yell. I lean over the island and see Abby and Sam playing on the Wii, Mario cart. I feel hips against my butt. I turn my head and of course its him, who else would it be? My mother? Ewe ewe ewe why would I think of that!? Ugh. Happy thoughts happy thoughts.

"Ready for another day of hot and ..." I put my finger on his lips as I turn to face him. "Don't be talking dirty while the kids are just steps away." I say biting my lip kind of wondering what he was going to say. "Actually I'd like to.." I'm interrupted. "Mom!!! Sam is cheating!!!" I hear Jungkook grunt. I walk over to the living room.

"Can't you two just get a long for once? And you better not act like this at grandmas and grandpas. Because if they tell me that you've been bad I'm taking the Wii away." I say crossing my arms over my chest. "Okay." They both say. "Okay.. Do you both have your bags ready?" I ask. They pause the game and Bella scurries to her room to get her bag ready. "Mom why do we go to grandmas and grandpas.?" Sam asks. I kneel down in front of him.

"Well.. Sam. You and your sister go to grandma and grandpas house because they want to see you. They love you very much and like your faces, so they ask for you guys twice a month now. So that they can be with you." I spoke the truth...

What? You thought they just went over when Jungkook and I wanted to have sex. You dirty dirty mouse! But I gotta admit... That is the reason sometimes. Shhh.

Sam smiles as if satisfied with my answer. "Okay." He says standing up and running to his room. Leaving me by myself on the floor. "You forgot the part where we call my parents sometimes so that we can have crazy bunny sex." I shoot him a look "the kind that makes his mommies legs go weak for days." He says with a smirk. I stand up and walk over to him as he leans against the counter sipping his morning coffee before he goes off to work.

"How can I soil his poor virgin ears like that? and plus. He won't know what it means." I say fixing his uniform. He sets his mug down that says #1 DAD on it. He grabs a hold of my butt. "So are the kids going to my parents house cause they want them there or because you want them there?" He smirks again. I swing my head to the side moving my hair off my shoulders and wrap my arms around his neck.

"Guess whose turn it is to be on bed rest for a whole day... Maybe two?" I say with a chuckle. His eyebrows go up and his mouth forms in the shape of an 'o'. "Is that so?" He asks nuzzling his nose against my neck. "Mmmmhmmm" I hum in his ear as he hugs me close. I like it when he's sincere like this and sweet... Which is always but its nice when he does it out of nowhere. "Okay." He says as kisses my cheek.

"I gotta go baby. Working an early shift today.. So I can." He presses his hips against mine roughly making me moan at his sudden action. "Come home early and be your saddle." He says. My stomach tightens. "Ooo. You dirty boy" I say pushing his hips away. He smiles at me.

He walks towards the door. "Kids dads leaving! Come say good bye." The two kids run in and tackle him with hugs and kisses. "Make sure not to give ma and pa a hard time okay? Have fun" he says and they nod in agreement then run back to their room. I hand him his coat. "Be safe babe. I love you" I say hugging him. For some reason its always hard to say good bye. Even though I know he's coming back, and that he'll be okay. But today I feel different. I can't explain it.

He opens the front door.

'Front door opened'

The house says. He smiles and gives me a long passionate kiss. "I love you too. I'll see you tonight " he winks at me. I smile and blow him a kiss. He acts like he catches it and places it against his heart. I watch him leave in his black car. He waves to me before leaving the drive way. I wave back and watch him drive down the street.

**

"Oh yes! I'll make sure that they don't fight." My mother in law says with a smile. I look down at my two beautiful kids and smile. "No. They know not to fight." I kneel down and hug them both. "Have fun guys. And remember to always help ma and pa if they need it okay? Behave. I love you." I say kissing their cheek. "Love you mommy" Sam says. "Love you mom." Bella says. She picks up her Minnie mouse necklace and shows it to me, making sure I'm wearing mine.

I pick mine up. "Best Friends for ever mom" she says with a smile, we do this every time she leaves, even for school. We both kiss the pendent. "Love you" we both say. She hugs me one last time and so does Sam. I stand up to give my mother in law a hug. "See you tomorrow sweets." She says opening the door.

'Front door opened.'

The house says again for the third time today, third because when my mother in law arrived. "Okay. Call me if they're miss behaving and I'll gladly drive right over to pick them up." I say as they walk to her car. Both kids shoot me a look like they were scared. I smile and wave at them. They smile and wave back as they settle in the back seat. They drive off and I watch them until they're a little speck in the distance. I close and lock the door.

What to do, what to do. I look at the TV and smile. Yes. I walk over to the cupboard and grab my secret stash of chocolate mint covered oreos. One of my guilty pleasures. I slide open the box and almost scream when there's none left.

Abby, maybe the next time you plan on hiding your favorite snack, you'll put it somewhere its hard to find. ~ your very full and satisfied husband Jungkook.
P.s. I bought you another box, its behind the cereal boxes.

Right away I stand up and throw the box away and head for where he said the box of cookies were at. I use my hand to search as I'm too short. "Woow.. Jung..kook... Couldn't... Put it where. . I can... Reach?.." I talk to myself out of breath as I finally grab the box. "Hehehe!!" I run over to the couch and turn on the TV. Great! The first thing I had to see on TV.

"As of today. The FBI are now saying that fugitive Stephen Loft has fled the country... They have security  footage of Loft in the LA Airport with a completely different look, walking past the guards with out a problem. With proper investigation, FBI agents were able to figure out that Loft is headed to South Korea. So if you see this man who now has blonde hair and a tattoo of a snake on the left side of his neck. And has disguised his name as Michel Richards. Please contact police right away if in contact with this man."

I quickly turn off the television not wanting to watch another second. Maybe cookies will help the sadness, you know that food is your friend.  I slide open the package to only find another note.

Abby, you took too long to find this box of cookies so I ate these ones too. Don't trust me with cookies... I mean unless if its your cookie ;) sorry. Don't hate me for eating your food. I know you love food. ~ Jungkook p.s I love you

I chuckle at the cute note and slip it in the front of my pocket with the other one. I'm gonna show it to him when he comes home from work. I need to distract myself from everything so I start to clean the house. I look at the clock on the oven once I'm done cleaning. 4:50. Two hours cleaning and it's still early. I sigh as I don't know what to do now.

You could finally use that dildo you got for a present from all your bridesmaids. I think about it and laugh. You stupid? That's why I have Jungkook duh! No need for a vibrating machine to feel pleasure.

I walk over to the room and take out my phone. Flipping though the varieties of social media when no one is posting anything is really boring.

'Front door opened.'

My heart stopped. I mentally remember locking the front door, didn't I?  Now I'm unsure if I did or not. Ugh. I'm mentally face palming myself cause I can't remember. I turn off my phone and stuff it in my front pocket. As I slip on my shoes, I realize it must be Jungkook. I walk out of my room and head down the hall. I walk to the living room. The front door is closed and I walk up to it. I look around in caution. I yank on the door nob but it doesn't budge.

Hmm... I turn to the security system pad and it still says that the front door is opened. "Ugh. Stupid security system." I punch in the pin and it makes a 'ding' sound indicating that its reset. I look around, curiosity taking over me.

Don't be stupid Abby. Stupid things happen to stupid people in scary movies! Don't be that dumb white girl that looks around the house looking for trouble.  If there's someone in the house get the FUCK out and call the cops.

I nod in agreement as my thoughts are right. I turn towards the front door and place my hand on knob and unlock it. I'm about to turn it when a hand covers my mouth and the other hand pulls me towards the hard body. My back to this persons chest, fear rushes over my being as the hand cuts off my air supply. The hand forces my face to look at this person. "Missed me?" My heart explodes into a million pieces and I Want to die.

Don't panic. I know your air supply is cut. But don't panic and listen to me. Think of a way to get out now!

I calm my mind. My air supply is still cut off and my vision goes blurry. I throw my foot back and kick him as hard as I can in the groin and bite his hand that's clinging to my mouth. I hear him groan in pain and his knees hit the hard wood floors. Without thinking twice I lean towards the door and turn the nob.

'Front door opened'

I run out to the yard and take a quick deep breath of fresh air. I turn in the direction of my in-laws house and start to run. I'm almost off my property when I feel an unbelievable amount of sharp pain on my right leg. I look down at it. "What the..." There's a knife clean though my calf. I look back at my house and there he is. With two more knifes in his hands, which seem to be throwing knifes. Is this guy a ninja? What the fuck!?

"Don't even run bitch! You won't get far" he yells walking out of my house, stumbling a bit as I'm sure he's still hurting from my kick. You can try! Go! I turn towards the street and attempt to run but it turns into a limp. I feel another sharp pain in my thigh, and I know that its another knife. Ignore the pain! Keep fighting! I listen to my thoughts and keep running heading to my next door neighbors house, he's a middle aged man who lives alone.

He can help right!? Before I can step foot on his property or even scream for help my vision goes black with the sound of my skull cracking.

**

"Wakey wakey eggs and bakey." A mans voice says, I hear his voice echo in my head. For sure its not Jungkook. My eyes struggle to open. The back of my head is throbbing in pain. I finally open my eyes and I'm in a room. Its dim. I look at my surroundings keeping calm. I've seen this before, I'm in a basement looking room. I've definitely seen this before. In your dream my thoughts say to me and I agree that this is where I am. But some things different.

I look up and my throbbing hands turning purple from all my body weight. I'm hanging from handcuffs , and not the fluffy kinds, that are hooked onto a large metal pole that stretched across the ceiling. I look down and my feet are dangling above the ground. And there's a puddle of blood beneath me, my own blood from my right leg that still had those damn knifes in them.  I feel my heart beat quicken and my breath hitches as I begin to panic.

Abby stay calm. We're going to get out of this. We're going to make it out. Just calm down.

I listen to my thoughts and keep calm and take deep breaths. "Well don't you look pretty from up there?" I stare into the shadows of the room with narrowed eyes trying to focus on where this piece of shit man can be.

"Oh. Abby. You've changed since I've last saw you. You're quite beautiful I might say. Got that motherly glow. Almost as beautiful as that pretty little daughter of yours. How old will she be.. 12 right? Ooo... That's a good age, when they start developing." ,"LEAVE HER ALONE!" I scream towards the shadows. "And that husband of yours. How many knifes do you think it would take for him to scream?" I sense him smirk.

"No!!" I scream. Tears threatening to the thought of my family suffering because of me. "And that little boy of yours. The spiting image of his weak father. How sad. I can teach him my ways." He says chuckling. "He's sure as hell more of a man then you!" I yell. "Oh is that so? So maybe I should give him a little visit." He says. "Leave my family out of this!!" I scream.

"Oh don't worry. I won't hurt them. If anything. I'm just here for you. And only you. So don't fret my dear Abigail. It will all be over now. And no one will hear you scream when I slowly and quietly kill you until I hear you cry your pathetic husband's name. But guess what? He won't hear you. And he won't be here to help you. You're going to pay for the time and shit I've had to go through because of your stupid ass."

He says to me while standing on the other side of the room as the dark covers his face making him look more evil. Right here. Right now. I begin to think of the amazing life I've had. I guess. That's what happens when you're about to die.

He finally steps out from the shadows revealing his face. His hair blonde and a tattoo of a snake on his neck. I stare at him as he walks up to me. He pulls the knife from my thigh. I bite my lip in pain and look up at the ceiling. My vision blurring from my tears. He pulls the other one out and it makes me bite my bottom lip harder. Any harder and I would be splitting it open. I look down at him. He looks at me with a smile.

"Wow, you're pretty strong huh? Pretty brave. Is that what happens when you pop out a few puppies?" He asks running his finger in between my thighs. I use my left leg to push him. He grabs a hold of my right thigh and I scream in pain. "Don't do that." He says calmly. He let's go of my thigh, my blood smothering his hand. "Hmm... Its been years since I've had some good pussy." He smiles at me. "Don't you dare" I say trying to sound brave.

"We can act like we're back in college" he says tugging on the front of my jeans. He bites his lip and I try to wiggle away from him. "That's when you were a virgin.. Now.." He unbuttons the front of my jeans and I try to push him away. He grabs my thigh again and I whine in pain. "You don't fucken listen do you?" He asks walking to a table that has various items. "I'm not going to stop fighting Stephen." I say my voice shaking.

He wraps his hand in bandage and looks at me with a chuckle. "Is that so? Mrs. Brave?" He walks over to my and plows his fist into my gut forcing the air out of my body. "Gonna fight huh?" He asks punching my gut several times.

Abby, stay with me. Don't let the light die out. Stay strong.

After a while I feel numb. His punches still sent small strings of pain. I start coughing up blood. He finally stops. "Woooow!!! I haven't felt that great in years!" He yells jumping up and down the way a boxer would before a match, he used me like a punching bag. I finally get my breathing steady again. He walks back over to the table. "What should I use next?" He asks looking at all the equipment.

"Stephen. Dinners ready when you coming up?" A women opens the door. She looks familiar. I narrow my eyes at her trying to get an idea of who she is. She looks straight into my eyes. "Hi Abby. Having fun hanging around?" She asks laughing at her own stupid joke as she takes a step into the room. Her voice sounds all too familiar. And how does she know my name?

She had her brown hair up in a messy bun and was wearing pajamas, acting completely calm with the fact that there's a person in her basement that will possibly be tortured to death. "Oh great! She doesn't recognize me" she says looking at Stephen. "Lilly." I say. She shoots me a look. "Oh! That's right. You only know my fake name." She walks over to me and grabs a hold of my right thigh making me cry in pain.

"Its a shame you put my brother in jail. I was actually starting to like you." She says poking my horribly bruised abs. "I had my reasons." I say. She looks up at me and the next thing I knew my face flew to the side. My right cheek throbbed in pain from the sudden slap. "You had no right to put him in jail!" She yells. I look down at her. "You must me one stupid bitch if you think he didn't deserve going to jail. " I gather all the blood in my mouth and spit it at her.

She screams as the blood drips down her face and all over her white tank top. "Uuuuh!! Fucken BITCH!!" She turns and grabs the wooden bat against the wall and smacks it into the left side of my body. I hear and feel my rubs snap like twigs. The pain was unbearable. "Stop Steph!!! This is my kill!" Stephen yells pulling the bat away from her. "One more please!" She whines like a child. "Fine but only one" he says and she takes back the bat.

She looks back at me with the devilish look on her face. She plows the top of the bat into my nose breaking it with one blow. The pain, I can't explain the pain. I'm out of breath again.

Abby , fight. Please. Don't let us die. Abby. I know it hurts. Just fight.

I think my thoughts are asking for too much at this point. "Serves you right bitch." I hear Stephanie. I look down at her and spit more blood in her face. She screams and runs out of the room. Stephen closes the door. "You didn't think twice about that when you should have." He says. He walks away from the door and walks towards me. "Want to know what happens to bad girls?"

He brings a chain of keys out of his pocket and unlocks the hand cuffs letting me fall harshly onto the floor losing my breath for a couple of seconds.

He pins me down against the hard cold floor. He chuckles as he rips my pants off. I try to set myself free but he slaps my left cheek harshly. He throws my bloody jeans across the cement room. He moves my panties to the side. I begin to cry as I'm in this situation again, being raped by this man. He plows into my core with complete force making me scream in pain. "You like that bitch!?" He asks out of breath as he continues to pound me.

After a while, the pain was bearable. I just layed there on the cold cement floor staring up at the ceiling that was only accompanied by one single light fixture that dangled by a wire. I close my eyes and let the tears run down my cheeks. He finally pulls out from my throbbing and possibly bleeding core. He let's go of me and I feel strength again. I pull on his neck and bite onto his ear lobe.

He screams in pain as my teeth slowly tear into his skin and flesh separating it from the rest of his ear. Blood rushes into my mouth making me choke, I pull my head back and off goes his hear lobe plopping into my mouth. I spit it at him along with the blood in my mouth and stand up and limp to the door. With every step I took blood oozed out of my leg. I was almost there then my left foot gets caught with a sharp pain. I turn and there's a knife clean through.

He's smiling at me with blood all over his face. "What bitch? Thought I'd let you go so easy?" He yanks on my right leg that easily gives in because of the state its in. Falling quickly to the floor hitting my head on the cement knocking me out cold.

**

The excruciating pain in my foot wakes me up. I realize its not just one foot but both. I blink open my eyes and realize in still on the floor. I see Stephen at the table setting down a bloody hammer. He looks at me with a smile on his face, his ear bandaged up and his face is cleaned but there's still blood on his shirt. The pain in my feet becomes too much to handle. My breath becomes rough.

"Oh. You're up. Why don't you take a look at your little piggies and see the new make over I gave them" I lift myself up with my elbows. I begin to scream at the site of my feet smashed and oozing with blood. Tears stream out of my eyes uncontrollably. My toes were broken bending ways toes shouldn't. My feet slumped  to the side. Some of my bone stabbing out of my skin. I continue to cry and scream as my feet no longer have feeling.

I look up at him with the devil in my watery eyes. "Fuck you Stephen!!!" I scream as he just smiles at me. "I can't risk you running out on me." He says. "And that's kind of pay back for biting off my fucking ear lobe you bitch." He says walking over to me. I use my hands to slide away from him. My leg, core and feet leaving a bloody trail as I slither away from him on the floor. "ABBY!!?' I hear up stairs. It sounds like Jungkook. I look up at the ceiling with a smile.

I'm cut away from my happy thoughts as I feel a blade cut through my gut. I look at him with my mouth open as I gasp for air at the sudden surprise. He laughs as he stabs me five more times over and over again. "If I'm dying today. You're coming with me." He says twisting the knife inside me making me cry in pain. He harshly pushes my limp body on the floor. I stare up at the ceiling.

You can't say you didn't try Abby..  God will be proud of you. And so would everyone else. At least you lived a great life...