Call for Execution!

Dante:

The buzzing sound of my phone woke me up. I groaned and tried to reach for it from where I lay. My hand finally located it on the nightstand, then I opened my eyes to see who the caller was.

Francisco Guerra!

When I saw the display name, I sat up at once, gently pulling Elowen’s hand away from my body. Then I walked out of the room to take the call.

“What is the meaning of this nonsense!” Francisco yelled the moment I picked the call.

“To what do I owe this call, uncle Francisco?” I asked, and he scoffed.

“I knew we should have done away with you the moment they presented you at birth. You are nothing but a disgrace to this family!”

“I do not appreciate to be called up at this point of the day this early to be insulted.” I said. “Goodbye uncle.” I said calmly and I end the call.

I walked back to the room and Elowen tuned to face me with a smile on her face.

“How was your night?” I asked, sitting on the bed.

“Quite peaceful, but you had to leave me.” She said, and I caressed her