Joaquin was seeing red right now. He just wants to hurt somebody.
He had been looking at Sara's picture with Blake for a while now. He was getting angrier by the second, wondering why she was looking at Blake so lovingly, that look was reserved only for him.
"Aggghhh…," Joaquin clenched his teeth and crushed the glass in his hand. Blood was dripping onto the carpet, but he didn't care because he didn't even feel the pain, all he felt was rage like he'd never felt before. After all, she was slipping away from him, and nobody ever slips away from him until he was done with them.
He had more surprises for her, just wait and see, "Oh my kitten, I don't want to keep on hurting you, you have to come to me soon," he said with longing.
There was only one thing in his life that he wanted right now, and he expected everything to go according to plan, otherwise, he will destroy anybody that gets in the way of his happiness.
