Revenge

WARNING, THE CHAPTER CAN TRIGGER SOME OF YOU.

Sarael plopped on the floor, her head bleeding from a pool of blood. Jacob got up, surprised to see how heartless Jennifer was. She didn't hesitate a bit before hitting her with the vase.

After Jacob got up from the floor, Jennifer sneered in disgust seeing Sarael struggling on the floor in pain. Jennifer ruthlessly stomped on her stomach, not once or twice but until she started to ooze blood out of her mouth.

Jennifer was releasing all her anger at her. She didn't want to hold it back. This is a rare chance, who knows if she will get this chance again.

Sarael got unconscious after a few times. Seeing her laying down on the floor unconscious, didn't calm down Jennifer's anger.

"Close all the windows and any hole that let air come in." She ordered Jacob, scanning through the room. She looked around for the gas cylinder in the room and walked up to it, and coldly sneered before removing the vault of the gas cylinder.

Jacob came back to Jennifer after closing everything. "It's done," Jacob informed her. Jennifer is just coldly smug on hearing him.

"Hand me your tissue," Jennifer asked, forwarding her hand towards Jacob.

Jacob was curious why but he still passed her a tissue anyway.

She took the tissue and picked up a knife from the kitchen counter and went back to where the unconscious body of Sarael lay.

She bent down and steadily cut around her wrist to make it look like a suicide attempt.

She then throws the knife beside her body and rubs the vase with some more tissue to remove any mark on it than putting a stool beside her and putting some blood on the stool to make it look like that she hit her head after cutting her wrist.

After she finished her work, she walked out of the room elegantly as nothing happened. She halted at the door and glanced back at Jacob.

"Should I give you an invite?" She said scornfully. Jacob came out of his thoughts after hearing her while nodding his head.

He walked up to her, but she didn't wait for him to catch up.

"Lock the door," Jennifer ordered before leaving, and Jacob did as she ordered and locked the door and ran to catch up with Jennifer.

After they left, Jennifer walked out of the campus acting like nothing suspicious while Jacob tried to be careful looking around afraid someone would notice them. He was sweating all over like a scaredy-cat.

Sarael came back to consciousness, from being unable to breathe. She somehow slowly opened her eyes, to look around her. Her head felt dizzy and her hand felt heavy and painful.

She was struggling to get air, her torso was like a dead one, she tried to move but her whole body aches, mostly her hand and head.

She knows if she doesn't get out of her room she would die there.

Her vision started to get blurry, and she started to cough out, trying to gasp some air. Her mind was only thinking how can someone be so cruel and heartless, that just for a guy she is ready to kill a person.

If Sarael can survive from here, the first thing she would do is to give back Jennifer the pain she felt right now. For a guy, she can kill her then Sarael will give her worse than death for her life. Her life was no less than others.

Sarael was about to give up when someone broke open the door and called out her name. She could hear the voice of her name being called but she felt too tired to respond or look up again. Before she realized she blackout again.

Was this the end of her? The dream she had for her future will be gone just like that? The future she dreamt of was not this. She was not yet met to die, not this early.

Sarael hates fate if this was her end. She didn't deserve this, the one who did this to her shall be revenge too. She can't perish like this.

Sarael opens her eyes and finds herself in a barren land where darkness prevails. She looked around curious about where she was.

"Welcome Sarael." A familiar voice called out for her from behind, happily.