My sister was murdered by her evil ex who lured her to meet him by threatening to kill himself

WHEN Karissa Kunco's violent boyfriend threw her down the stairs, leaving her body battered, her family begged her to leave him.

The 21-year-old, from Pennsylvania, USA, promised to cut Jordan Clemons out - but didn't tell anyone he was still bombarding her with messages.

Evil Clemons threatened to kill himself to lure Karissa to a meeting, before slashing her throat and dumping her naked body in the woods.

Speaking exclusively to Fabulous Digital, her devastated sister Kayla, 30, tells Karissa's story...

Jordan Clemons was Klarissa's first boyfriend. They were introduced through her best friend Jamie when she was 18 and bonded over a shared love of basketball.

They seemed like a good match. Jordan was quiet but respectful and made my sister happy. He came from a tough background, so we welcomed him into our family.

As Karissa's older sister, I always looked out for her. But there were less than two years between us, so we were close.

I was the more serious one - Karissa loved to party and had loads of friends. Everyone loved her.

When she left school, she started studying to be a pharmacist, but took some time off to work two jobs and earn more money.

She seemed very much in love but Jordan had a reputation for being trouble, so I kept an eye on him.

I felt sorry for him as well. Sometimes he'd have to sleep at my mum Kathy's house because of issues with his family, which broke my heart.

He had a real air of sadness around him and Karissa wanted to make a difference in his life. I couldn't fault her for that.

'Jordan beat me,' Karissa sobbed. She was covered in scratches and explained Jordan had pushed her down the stairs

Looking back, there were signs something was wrong from about six months into their relationship.

Karissa would make plans with friends but wouldn't turn up, or would cancel at the last minute.

She even bailed on dinner at mine, claiming she was exhausted from work, which was unlike her. Karissa always had so much energy.

But it never crossed my mind that Jordan was being controlling.

Her friends noticed they bickered a lot in pubic - but didn't all couples argue?

The trouble with Karissa is she was brilliant at hiding stuff, always putting on a happy face.

On December 18 2011, she stayed at Jordan's parents' house after going out for a friend's birthday.

The next morning, my mum called me in bits and asked me to come over.

"Jordan beat me," Karissa sobbed. She was covered in scratches and explained Jordan had pushed her down the stairs in the vicious attack.

She was black and blue from head to toe, her eyes were swollen so they were almost shut and she had a fat lip. In short, she was a mess.

“What the hell happened?” I asked, hugging her.

“I came home last night and he accused me of cheating on him,” she cried.

“Of course I didn’t but he wouldn’t listen. He just kept on beating me – he wouldn’t stop – it was horrible.”

We took Karissa to our local hospital, St Clair, where she was treated for concussion.

We persuaded her to file a restraining order but the police couldn't process it, because Jordan had fled the state.

At first, he stayed away and we were glad to have him out of our lives.

We had a lovely Christmas at my mum's. Karissa seemed to be back to her funny self and she barely mentioned Jordan's name.

Little did we know, Jordan was secretly messaging her, begging for her back.

In the texts, he insisted he would never hurt her again and promised to get help if she went back to him.

Karissa promised to never go back to Jordan. That was the last time I spoke to her

The last time I saw my sister was on January 11 2012. We went for drinks with some friends and she was on great form, joking and laughing all night.

The next morning, January 12, I texted her about Jordan.

I wrote: “Promise me no matter what you will never go back to him and you will never talk to him.”

“I promise,” she wrote back. That was the time I spoke to Karissa.

That evening, my mum called. She explained Karissa was supposed to meet a friend for dinner at 6pm but never showed up.

My parents immediately called the police and filed a missing person's report.

When I heard, I was beside myself. Deep down, I knew something terrible had happened.

I tried to be hopeful but I was a nervous wreck.

At around 2pm the next day, two police officers came to see us. "Normally this isn't good you know," my dad said.

We were frightened but still had hope - maybe she was in the hospital with injuries.

I'll never forget the sound of my parents howling with grief. It was the worst day of all of our lives. Karissa was just 21 years old

They asked if we knew where Jordan was and we told them we had no idea.

Then, bluntly, one officer said: “We are investigating the homicide of your sister. We found her car and a body.”

When I heard those words, I wanted to die myself.

I'll never forget the sound of my parents howling with grief. It was the worst day of all of our lives. Karissa was just 21 years old.

When I got home, I told my partner Anthony what had happened.

“I hope she was shot and she didn’t suffer,” I sobbed. “I hope her death was quick.”

But sadly that wasn't the reality.

We later learned Jordan had texted Karissa, threatening to kill himself if she didn't meet with him, saying she would "have blood on her hands".

He also threatened our mum and dad, saying: "I know where your family live".

Of course Karissa agreed to meet him, as he knew she would.

She was last seen at 8pm on January 12. Karissa was captured on CCTV, taking money out of a cash machine. This is the last known sighting of her.

We later learned Jordan had texted Karissa, threatening to kill himself if she didn't meet with him

After she met with him, Jordan repeatedly slashed Karissa's throat in the back of her car, before dumping her naked body in the woods.

My sister was discovered by passers by in Mount Pleasant, Washington, who saw her pink sweatshirt crudely hidden among the debris and leaves.

After leaving Karissa to die, sick Jordan went to Walmart and bought an Xbox with our dad Paul's debit card.

The next morning, Jordan called his grandmother, Freda Kemp, and told her he no longer wanted to live.

She called the police who found Karissa's car, with the engine still running, in nearby Cecil.

There was a "great quantity" of blood and blood-stained clothing on the back seat.

Later that evening, Jordan turned himself into the police - still wearing blood-covered shoes and with injuries to his hands.

The next few months were a nightmare. I relied on anxiety medicine just to get through the day, I was so traumatised by what had happened to my sister.

The case didn't come to court until May 2015 and we were all very thankful when Jordan was found guilty of first degree murder, after a week-long trial.

During the trial, Jordan's dad Robert Clemons told the jury his son's anger came from beatings he gave him as a child.

It also emerged that Jordan had three previous convictions - two for armed robberies in 2009 and one for punching a teacher in 2006.

WHERE CAN I GET HELP?

You don't have to suffer in silence.

If you are experiencing domestic violence or someone you know is there are groups that can help.

Refuge runs a free, 24-hour helpline on 0808 2000 247.

You can also visit the website or contact Women’s Aid.

When we finally came face to face, I couldn't help but scream at Jordan in court.

He refused to even make eye contact with me, eventually my parents had to drag me away.

I just wanted him to acknowledge what he'd done, but he never did.

Because of where we live, Jordan was given the death penalty. He's still on death row today.

Earlier this month, he asked the US Supreme Court to review his case, claiming his constitutional rights were violated, but the court denied his request.

I honestly didn't want the death penalty for him. I would rather he rot in prison, locked up in a tiny cell 23 hours-a-day. That would be the best penalty for him.

We have to live without my sister every day – I want him to feel that pain.

I still think about Karissa every day, I'll never stop missing her.

My parents and I have become domestic violence campaigners, we share Karissa's story in the hope it will save the lives of other women.

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I believe I will see my sister again one day and I've learned to carry on without her, with the support of family and friends.

It's not easy but I know she wouldn't want her death to stop us living our lives.

Karissa has forever left her print on all of our hearts.

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