CHAPTER TWENTY: JUMP?

And to say all of this was planned was what was getting to me.

'Nathaniel's what, my dad ?" I can't believe it. I just can't. And to think I asked for Feline to meet with me at that house is surely crazy. They knew what I was. What I always wanted to do.

Oblivious to me, Nathaniel stands from his kneeling position. He dusts his knees as he heads towards the sink. He dips his right hand into his pocket to get his cellphone.

'It's done.' He says in a deep alluring voice. The voice of the caller wasn't heard.

'Ofcourse, as predicted, she ran...' He made a pause. He leans towards the sink.

'...mad. She's out. Everything will go as planned, do not worry.' He forces a smile. He hangs up putting his phone back where it stayed. He widens his eyes and looks out the kitchen window. His scar is illuminated as he lets his tongue touch his teeth.