Chapter 86. Wicked.

Ah. Those bastards still date to show up here. I slam the car door and angrily made my way into my house, am just about to enter when I take a deep breath, calming my nerves as Thomas was still inside, I didn't want him to suspect anything was wrong, hopefully he doesn't remember them either, otherwise it would be difficult to convince him that everything was fine. 

I twist the handle and enter, Daniel was right behind me, and so the both of us made our way in. The first thing I saw once I reached the living room was Jack, Jake and Martha, they were sticking quite closely to each other, but it looked like they were taking shelter from Martha. As they were seated patiently on the long couch, my eyes started to twitch as I tried my best to hold back my anger until I could make sense of what was happening, but more importantly. I couldn't find Thomas. "Where's the child?" I ask.