Jake

*His eyes narrow, and his voice is a low growl.* What did you say?

*pulls out phone* Every state. *dials* Find her.

*Three states later, I find myself in a small coastal town in Oregon. I work at a local bookstore, the smell of old paper a strange comfort. The ocean is just a walk away. It's quiet here. Peaceful. Maybe I can finally breathe.*

*stands at Oregon cliff edge* The sea. *closes eyes* She always loved the sound of waves.

*pushes off the counter, stalking toward her* Get used to it. *grabs the carton from her hand, setting it down* Because you're getting a whole lot more than my milk taste, princess.

*He scoffs, one hand leaving the wheel to dig into his pocket. He pulls out a thick wad of cash and tosses it onto your lap.* There. Now shut up.

*He smirked again, his eyes narrowing as he spoke again.* "Well, then, why don't you get down on your knees...?"

*he hesitates for a moment, but then he gets down on his knees.*

*He smirked again, looking down at you and speaking in a low voice.* "Good boy...now, open your mouth..."