It's so cold out here. It got chilly kinda fast. I wish my phone hadn't of died because Dylan doesn't know anything. Maybe I can find some gas station that has a phone.

"Taylor!!" I heard faintly in the distance.

I sped up walking and came across a motel that was luckily still open. I walked in and looked behind me. No Jacob yet.

"Can I help you?" The older lady said behind the desk.

"How much does a room cost?" I said catching my breath.

"Honey, are you okay?" She said admiring what I look like right now.

My hair all nappy, no shoes and I'm sure my clothes are dirty and filthy full of dirt and just bad looking from walking in the woods and mud.

"I'm fine. I just need a room. Please and quickly." I said turning around to be face to face with him.

"There you are. I thought you went far." He said smirking.

"Can you please call the police?" I said turning to the woman.

Jacob walked over and pulled a gun out. He faced it to the woman and told her to drop the phone.

"Now, get me and Taylor a room and say nothing. If I see cops swarming the place, she dies and so do you." He said slamming money on the desk.

"Jacob please... Why are you doing this? This ain't you baby." I said tugging his arm.

He looked at me and his eyes changed colors. They went to a black. I ain't good with eye color changing but this, this is evil taking over Jacob. Something is in him.

"Jacob... You're in there somewhere and I know it. Please, drop the gun and let's talk. I love you." I said holding the hand with the gun in it.

I lowered his hand and took the gun and set it on the floor and slid it to the other side of the lobby. I hugged Jacob and the lady just sat there and said nothing.

"I love you. Come on." I said taking his hand and leading him to a room.

I slid the card in and opened the door. He pushes me in the room and came in and closed the door. He locked it then spun me around and crashed his lips onto mine.

Oh yeah, that's alcohol I taste. I know it is because I tasted it all the time with Michael.

"Jacob..." I said as he guided me to the bed.

"Jacob no." I said as I smacked his hand away from the hem of my shirt.

"What?" He said.

"Let's talk. Please." I said holding his hand.

I put my hand on his stomach and pushed him off and then he got up and sat beside me. I cross crosses my legs and sat in front of him.

"What do you want to know?" He said.

"Well first, why? Why are you doing all this? Being so mean and cruel one minute then sweet and you the next?" I said looking in eyes.

"Taylor... There's something wrong with me. I think Michael has me. Didn't you say he did all this when y'all were together?" He said.

"Well yeah but I still don't-"

"He's got some kind of spell thingy on me Tay. It's like he's got me and you where he wants you." He said.

"What's the truth Jacob?" I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"The truth? Well, me and Michael have been friends for a while. He kept telling me about this girl that he loved so much and bragged about how pretty you were.

You were his everything and he loved you a lot. He fell in love with you. After he started doing everything, he payed me about..... $3,000 to do this.

He told me everything and the plan. The original plan was to remind you of everything but then I fell in love with you and yeah. He told me not to but oh well.

He told me about your parents and Dylan. Me and Dylan did know each other but he didn't know I knew Michael. Barely anybody did.

Anyways, he told me act like a babysitter to get in your house. I'm supposed to be beating you and raping you and everything he did. I can't do it Taylor. Yes I do have my moments and yes I do regret it.

But I just can't do it anymore. I hate seeing you crg and struggle. You mean the whole world to me and Michael ain't gonna be happy that I fell in love with you like I did but he'll get over it." He said as I felt tears in my eyes.

"Please don't cry. This is why I didn't want to tell you." He said hugging me.

I cried into his chest and just soaked his shirt. Everything has been Michael the whole time. I can't believe it. Maybe I should've actually gotten to know Jacob better rather than just falling in love with him.

"I want revenge. I want him to feel the pain he put me through, only worse." I said drying my face.

"And how you gonna do that?" He said laughing.

"Well one idea is chain him up and strip him naked then-"

"Oh boy."

"Shhh. Anyways, after he's chained up, you take a big pair of them clipper things that you use to like chop trees down with. Like a big pair of scissors thingy.

He'll be scared of it and you take it over there and then cup off his baby maker and he'll be screaming but nobody will here him because you'll see his mouth shut.

Then take a butter knife and slid it down his body to his leg and then just start cutting and then bring it up to his stomach and his arms and then eventually you'll have to get the head.

I was thinking an electric saw will do the job. Like put his neck on the blade and then start sawing his head off. Then you can take his body parts and cut them open.

Then put some big heavy rocks in them and then close the hole by sewing it shut. Then dump them in a river or lake and then go on about our business." I said.

Jacob stared at me blankly. His face was pale and he had no words coming out of his mouth.

"Just one question." He said. "Why a butter knife?"

"Welp, it'll hurt so much worse because of the teeth. Oh and we may need some lemon juice. Because after choppingnoff baby maker, pour lemon juice." I said firmly.

His eyes widened ever more. You would think his eyes are saucers there so big.

"Did I mention I'm crazy?" I said.

"Remind me not to get on your bad side." He said laughing.