A lesson in Punishment (Junka)

[psychobilly-night]

MIDLAKES MURDER SPREE! SEVENTEEN TEENS FOUND DEAD IN SCHOOL.

Those were the headlines in a far away town a few years ago. Several teens were found brutally killed in the school's cafeteria, the time of death put the murders at midnight on a Friday night. No one knew who the real murderer was... only the murderer himself... Hal Emral...

~~~3 years later~~~
Jake Raeml sighed as he began to walk down the street. The young man stood at 6'11" with shoulder length black hair and blue eyes underneath a pair of glasses. He wore a simple T-shirt with a red vest and baggy jeans. Tonight he was supposed to babysit a 17 year old tonight. Hoo boy... he heard several stories about this girl. Drugs, partying, Alcohol... it almost flooded Jake's head with horrible memories of his high school years.
He sighed and knocked on the door of the house and waited for an answer.

 

[Junko]

A rather mature looking woman in her young 40's answered the door, "Oh you must be the one looking over Kat". The woman moved aside to let the man talk and walked to the livingroom and sat in a couch. The house looked very expensive, everything looked to be expensive even the glasses wich the woman had on her hand, "Would you care for some wine?". The woman poured a glass and smiled, "Well her name is Kathleen, we call her Kat. She has problems with drugs and alcohol so don't let her drink anything or walk out of the house. She can be very wild at time lashing out to everybody she does not like so be careful with her. Other than that please bear with her during this week? you will be payed and you will have no problem living from now on if you manage to stay the entire week with her". Smiling she placed a envelope full of money, "That is for everything needed during the week, please think of this as your home. Kat is sleeping right now but she will be awake soon, I need to go. Thank you for looking out for her" with that she grabbed her suitcase and left the house.

 

[psychobilly-night]

"Thanks." Jake said in his deep haunting... yet somewhat gentle voice as he followed her and nodded at the offer of wine "Don't worry I've dealt with worse. It won't be a problem at all."

Once she left... Jake's mood suddenly changed to dread "Well... let's see here..."
The man began to rummage through and found every bottle, can, and what not of alcohol and hid them away. Might as well. He sighed and sat on the couch.
"Dammit why am I thinking of back then? I threw away that life..." Jake sighed and rested his eyes for a moment.

 

[Junko]

All of the sudden the sound of heavy metal came from a room upstairs. Kat slowly woke up, the sound of Dragonforce as her alarm. She stretched out and looked at the ceiling, "Today the damn babysitter will arrive, I will make him run away just as every other damn babysitter my mother had brought here". Taking a deep breath she stood up and took out her stach of weed. Taking one she placed it on her lips and turned it on. Walking to her own bathroom she turned on the shower and let it fill the tub while she did her basic needs. Once done she took a bath and walked downstairs to meet this guy. Kat was a beautiful girl, red hair and beautiful blue eyes, her breasts looked to be perfect, not too big but not too small either just the perfect size. As she looked around she smirked, "You must be the bastard who will be taking the money from my mother, give them to me". She grabbed the envelope with money and placed it on her pocket, "Whats your name?"

 

[psychobilly-night]

"Jake Raeml." Jake said and stood up "And... If I were you, I'd give that money back... Your mother gave to me specifically in case we need it. Not so your filthy self can waste it away on even more filth!"
He shook his head... he didn't mean to get dark on her. There was a certain hint of malice and viciousness in his voice.
"Sorry... just give it back. Okay?" Jake asked trying not to snap. Just looking at this girl made him sick with the awful memories.

 

[Junko]

She grinned as she looked at the man, he had some dark side of him that she would need to see soon. Taking a deep breath she laughed out loud, "Yea it's my mothers money, so it's my money. Don't ever think of being boss in here since you were brought here only for my mother to be at ease. I will go out whenever I want and will do whatever the hell I desire. Now I will go out for a bit, don't make a mess out of this house you bastard". She grinned taking the keys and walking to the door.

 

[psychobilly-night]

Like a branch in a hurricane, Jake snapped and pulled out an item he never thought he'd need.
"I... don't... THINK SO..." Jake quickly grabbed the back of her shirt and tossed her away from the door. A light shone from something in his hand, if she looked closer... it was a rusty and blood stained meat cleaver. Also out of his pocket dropped a newspaper clipping about the murders 3 years ago.

 

[Junko]

She gasped as soon as she felt the tug of her shirt pushing her out. As she fell down on her ass she looked up to the man and was about to yell at him when she saw the meat cleaver. Her eyes went wide and she stood up looking at him, "Why the hell do you have that with you, I been in front of the barrel of a gun, do you think that will scare me?". She grinned taking from her pocket a small pocket knife and she grinned, "I might be small but I know where to stick it, let me through or I will kill you". It was then that she noticed the newspaper and grinned looking back at him, "Let me through...."

 

[psychobilly-night]

"It's an old memento... to remind me that no one on Earth is truly innocent... YOU don't deserve the freedom you're given! YOU DON'T DESERVE ANYTHING!" Jake growled in almost insanity. He quickly got down and grabbed the wrist that held the knife.
"This week is going to be very different for you. You WILL obey me, you WILL not leave the house, and you WILL fear me..." Jake growled and slid the blade of his cleaver gently on her cheek to leave a small cut.

 

[Junko]

"It's an old memento... to remind me that no one on Earth is truly innocent... YOU don't deserve the freedom you're given! YOU DON'T DESERVE ANYTHING!" Jake growled in almost insanity. He quickly got down and grabbed the wrist that held the knife.
"This week is going to be very different for you. You WILL obey me, you WILL not leave the house, and you WILL fear me..." Jake growled and slid the blade of his cleaver gently on her cheek to leave a small cut.

She gasped as soon as her hand was grabbed. Her eyes went wide as soon as he started yelling. "Who do you think you are, you are nobody and have no right to tell me what to do, I have my freedom that you cannot take away from me". She screamed as soon as she felt the blade on her cheek and the small stream of blood coming out of it. She felt weak at the knees as she placed her hand on the cut and looked at the blood, "You bastard....". She groaned and with her free hand attempted to punch him in the gut.