I drove my car straight into our garage, nearly ripping off the door by from its hinges. I staggered to regain my footing when I stepped out of the car. Damn these useless legs! I cursed under my breath as I retrieve my crutches from the back seat. I’m back to my eternal hell and jail, and I thought I could get rid of my crutches already.
A slap of mental musings assaulted me as I rummaged in the garage for things I needed for my meeting with Jason. He’d pay dearly for what he had done to Bella and our unborn child. Vengeance would be sweet and painfully slow and it’ll be mine!
I could hear Jason’s mind rambling non-stop about some demons running after him and I smirked at the thought of how deranged he was. He sounded creeped out of by master banshees which caused me to laugh bitterly; on this day and age…he still believed in myths and legends. He should be more afraid of my kind, Me in particular! I intend to gut him out completely. Jason wouldn’t know what hit him by the time I say I’m done!
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