Hatred.
Jack slowly crept up & looked in. Lance was turned around searching through the small cabinet in the bathroom.
Suddenly a picture a Jack’s father rushed through his mind.
Jack jumped at Lance grabbing his neck & pulling him backwards.
“You think you can just hurt her like that? Look what you’ve done to her! I WON ’T LET YOU TOUCH HER !” Jack screamed still choking him.
Slowly Lance took another knife out of his pocket & dug it into Jack’s leg. Jack fell to the floor in pain trying to reach for the dagger. But Lance kicked the side of his head & Jack cried out again as his ear started bleeding from it. Jack reached for Lance’s other leg & pulled in at the back of his knee, just like Anna had said she’d done to him years before.
“Using old tricks are we,” Lance grinned, “want me to rape you too then?”
Jack yanked the dagger out of his leg, ignoring the pain. He screamed & lashed out at Lance stabbing the knife as close to his cold heart as he possibly could.