So this chapter was actually 3300 words...had to split it...caz what? Anyways, sorry for the wait guys!
Warning: This chapter contains scenes that might be sensitive to some readers; such as physical and sexual abuse as well as gore...You have been warned.~CONTINUATION OF FLASBACK~ He smiled, a sick smile that had Beatrice trembling beneath his hold. He’d never done this before, he’d never…he…h~ “S
The sound of claws ripping through someone’s fingertip was heard; Jake’s claws, long and sharp. She barely even got to see them, as soon as they were out, he rammed his hand forward, penetrating her uncle’s stomach. Julius gasped; the sound full of pain and surprise as he fell to his buckling knees
“I’m sorry, uncle Julius…I’m scared…I have to do this…I have to…” She paused for a moment, shaking her head. “No, this isn’t something I have to do, this is something you deserve.” Her trembling hands drove the knife down, hammering it into his chest, right where his heart was. He didn’t whimper or
Delilah ran with no care for direction, she ran, and she did not look back. She was finally free; free from the man who had kidnapped, abused and killed her child…she was free, so why…why did there seem to be a hole in her heart? She stopped in tracks, twisting to look at where she was running from
It’s been three days; three days of what Delilah claimed was her freedom. Her injured foot completely healed a day ago, and now she could move around freely, but she was hungry. Throughout her journey, she’d only managed to catch herself one squirrel, and it took her three f*cking lives to do it…sh
It felt warm…he held in a way Jeovanni had never held her before, kissed her with a desperation that she did not know. It was…she just… F*ck…what was happening to her? What was she even thinking? Getting up from her sitting position, she ran off, choosing to continue her journey instead of hunting
One of them looked up at her with a look of pity. “I’m sorry, we can’t do that, she’s already dead.” Delilah’s heart ceased to beat as she glanced down at her mother’s body. There was a deep wound gushing blood across her neck, and her eyes were wide open even though she was…dead. “W-Who?” Delilah
It took three days for her father to wake up and when he did, he was paralyzed from the waist down, and he did not even remember her name until she told him. Delilah had been taking care of him, giving him food, helping him into the tub, and fetching him clothes. Though he did not know exactly who