Control, Part Two || Closed Throwback RP
Once again, Sky faltered. He wasnât sure if he should believe the man, but every ounce of his being was screaming at him that the evidence was right in front of him. He tried his hardest not to break down in front of the man, but his wife was going to be so hurt. Not only physically, but mentally as well. He couldnât even utter out any threats, or bargains, his mind was too busy running through how badly he had failed, again.
âThatâs what I thought,â Kobra chuckled, taking sheer delight in the visible defeat on Skyâs face. His muscles tensed as he grabbed the knife tighter, staring the man straight in the eye as he made a motion to slice through the skin on Coriâs neck. He allowed the blade to make one small nick, but that was it. His damage was done. He had gotten what he wanted. âI was going to kill her but thatâs too easy,â Kobra hummed, watching Coriâs neck cry a few scarlet tears. âLiving with that knowledge is so much better.â
âYou better not make a move on me as I leave,â he warned, backing away from Coriâs chair. Kobra headed to the front door, hand wrapped around the gun in the jacket. Heâd kill them both if Skylar made one move to stop him.












