And they did against their own free will. And I get angry so I beat the subject, Laylah like I am smashing something. It feels good. I continue the bashing without remorse. Laylah turns red. Her skin is bitterly red. All the beating peeled some part of her skin. I continue for a very long time till she lets out a faint word. One below my hearing range and all I can hear was a bold "No!" It is from outside of the room I stand bashing Laylah.


My dad shouts. His sisters ask why he yells. 


'Stop her now her breaking point has been exceeded.' They just can't understand what he means. They just stand there confused. I stand in my room upstairs getting blood spilled all over my face. While my father runs at full speed but it just seems he slows.

Tags: Mystery,thriller,suspense,violence,murder,crime.

WHERE'S MY DAUGHTER?

I stay there in the sitting room right in front of him. In my mind, I'm not thinking anything. No thought crosses my mind. My hands are still where it doesn't belong, his face. "What was I thinking? nothing?" 


Then all of a sudden I trail my hands along his face to his chin making him look up forcefully but his eyes are still fixated on me. I tilt my head. Now I am thinking. Now I've returned to the old me. I say in a voice that isn't mine. It is thick but feminine. It is soft but echoing. It sounds like I speak with a voice changer but it still feels like mine, the voice. 


CHAPTER NINETEEN: FELINE