Soren
All I wanted to do was to smash Nate’s f*****g teeth down his throat for upsetting Alana so much. She walked off to the bedroom, completely drained from all the s**t she had put up with recently. As much as I wanted to follow after her to ensure that she was okay, I needed to take care of this problem.
My footsteps were heavy, walking down the old creaking wooden steps. The lighting was dimmed, which was what I asked Cole for. It gave Nate minimum visibility, which made it harder to try and escape. It was f****d up keeping him for weeks on end, so just that I could be the one to end his life, but I’m a f****d-up person.
“Finally, the man I’ve been waiting for. Did you have fun in the hospital beating on me?”
“Yeah, I said,” licking my lips as I recalled what I had done to him.
