Thirty Eight part 2

After their breakfast, Nathaniel brought the cookies out and placed them on the table as he plopped down on the couch. Angelina crawled toward him and rested her body on his, her head placed on his shoulder as Nathaniel on the TV. Today was a movie marathon, just staying indoor, cuddling, snuggling, spooning, and relishing each other's warmth.



Angelina cried at the end of the first film when the female lead wasn't able to escape from the child traffickers but helped Mary. Angelina sniffed, eating cookies as she complained about how the film ends. Not a good ending. How could the movie end like that, she cried. The lady had suffered enough, she was ever drugged and raped by a rich politician who escaped the law.



"Shh, it's okay" he patted her back, "the movie might have part 2," he said.



"I hope so" she responded.



"Now.. Beauty and the beast" she screeched, changing the movie as she wiped her tears away quickly.



"Okay".



When they were into their third movie, Jasmine called.



"Hello children" Jasmine chirped, waving her hands at the couple. She could see how both of them were close to each other while her eyes twinkled with mischief.



"Mom" Nathaniel groaned, shaking his head.



"Angelina darling, how are you?" Jasmine asked in a sweet voice.



"She's fine, she has forgotten about her best friend" she heard Bell's voice in the background.



"I'm fine ma" Angelina responded, looking away, looking exposed under jasmine's eyes.



"You are wearing Nathaniel's shirt?" Bell exclaimed, "Oh my God" she squealed, "my bestie is now a woman not a lady again" she fake-cried while Nathaniel shook his head at her drama.



*Shut up Bell" Angelina grumbled, glaring at Bell who was wiggling her brows.



"I need all the juicy parts,'' Bell said, putting a bar of dairy chocolate on her mouth while Angelina rolled her eyes.



The second name for Bella was food.



"Foodie" Angelina muttered.



"How is the place," Jasmine asked, "send my regard to both of them" Leonard's voice chirped in the background.



"It is fine mom" Nathaniel responded, "Why did you call mom?".



"Oh my heart" she gasped, "The boy hurt me, Leo," she said dramatically, "can't I call my boy" she muttered coyly.



Nathaniel shook his head, his mom didn't call just to ask, "Mom, just spit it out".



" Can't just call to ask about the warfare of my babies.. You hurt me… Leo, come and talk to him".



"What do you want me to say?" they heard his father asking.



"Just say anything" jasmine scowled.



"Boy, your mother called because she missed you" Leonard winked at his son subtly.



"I miss you too mum", he said.



"Awwwww" she cooed, "my son is adorable".



"Mom" he groaned, his ears turning red.



"Son".

Nathaniel huffed, shaking his head.



"Less I forget, if you need anything don't hesitate to call me so that I can order it", she said as they nodded their heads.



"So…" she wiggled her brow mischievously," I hope you guys do not require more umbrellas because I know men in my family are active… so much active" she grinned cheekily while Angelina was beet red, blushing furiously.



"And they are always well endowed," she added. His mother didn't have a filter.



"Don't tell me you guys have done it?" she asked comically...



"Mom!" he growled, hanging up not after hearing his mom laugh.



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"What for dinner?" he asked, looking inside the fridge.



"Pizza" she answered, craning her neck to respond.



"Okay, I'll order it now and pick it up at the shop then buy some groceries also", he said, coming to where Angelina laid tiredly and kissed her forehead before going out of the cottage.



He brought out his phone and dialed, "Hello Paul," he called, "Where are you?" he asked, opening the door of his car.



"Why?" Paul's voice was shaky



"Just want to apologize for yesterday" he muttered, gripping the wheel of the car.



"Okay, we are at the bar" Paul responded while he chuckled darkly.



Oh, can't wait to see them.



"Good," he smirked, cracking his knuckles anticipated.



He parked his car a mile away from the bar and walked the remaining distance, entering and seeing the three of them sitting in a circle.



"Yo bro" Paul stood up to shake Nathaniel but Nathaniel had another plan. He punched him on his face. Everyone cleared out of the way, running out of the bar. It met Paul unguided.



"What's up bro" Alex stood some foot away from Nathaniel.



"I told you guys yesterday, if I later found out you have anything to do with my Angel mood sour then you'll regret it" he growled, choking him tightly before throwing Paul on the table, the glasses shattered on the ground. Pual was heaving to breathe



He turned to Alex who was trying to escape, taking by his collar and punch him, pushing him to Paul who was crawling away.



Nathaniel looked like a mad dog.



"How dare you?" His voice boomed out, " I fucking hate it when people don't know their limit" he took a bottle of wine and broke it which shattered all the floor. "You made her cry, you made her insecure… if I kill you guys now, would I be wrong?" he tilted his head, relishing their fear.



"It's just self-defense and I'll win the case but I won't, I'll give you a reminder" he chuckled darkly, walking toward them.



"Should I cut off the tongue, or what?" he hummed, shaking his head as the scent of blood made him go crazy.



Sometimes, he did get his hand dirty if warranted.



He brought out the pocket knife, flashing it to them, "who talked about her eyes?" he asked cruelly, staring at a pale Paul.



"It was Jessie" he answered truthfully.



"Jessie, Jessie" he hummed, dragging the knife across Paul's stomach as the fabric tore and blood gushing out from the opened wound.



"I could kill for her and die for her. I hate making her cry, it's always like the soul of me is breaking whenever I see tears in her eyes but you guys decided to break my soul" he whispered harshly, "You guys broke my soul".



He took a wooden stick from the peripheral vision and hit Alex on his legs.



"You want to have her?" he asked. "She's mine" he growled continuously, hitting both of them on their legs, liking the scream and breaking sound of their legs. "Mine to touch, mine to look, mine to see, mine to love... Mine" he bellowed.



He took the bottle of alcohol and opened it before pouring it on them, trailing it to outside. "if you are fast enough, you might be safe and if not, it would be the news of your death at the front page of the newspaper" and he lit the small bar.



He smiled sadistically, his eyes darkened with rage and satisfaction, cracking his muscles as he moved to the next person. He walked along the dark alley, with his shining knife in hand and he thought of many tortures he would give her.



He saw the familiar building and smiled sardonically, he walked to the apartment door and knocked it thrice before it was opened to reveal a shocked Jessie who wanted to quickly close the door but he used his foot to stop it.



"Jessie, Jessie, little fake lady" he grinned menacingly, "my mother taught me well not to hit a female but society taught me otherwise" he sat comfortably on the couch smiling.



"You talked about my Angel natural unique eyes when everything about you is fake" he spoke, touching the tip of the knife, "your hair, your boobs, your ass, your face" he smirked cruelly, "But what if I want to make you feel better and natural.. What do you think?" he raised his brow.



"No no no... I'm not interested, you get out" she pointed to the door, "before I call the police" she threatened shakily.



"Oh, I'm scared" he exclaimed before laughing out, "Jessie, Jessie. You signed up for this, since the moment you opened your big fake mouth to talk to my Angel" he abruptly stood up, slashing her cheek with the knife with him and she screamed in pain.



"Oops," he gasped, "my bad" he muttered.



"I don't want to do this but you are making me do it. It's your fault", picking her up like a rag doll to her bathroom. He filled the bathtub with water but before that he held her hands in his hand while using the second to bring out the injection, "when the autopsy of your death is checked, it will result that you were high with coke.." he grinned injecting her neck as she struggled against his restraint.



He gripped her hair tightly before drowning her face in water then removed it after some time, he did it for half an hour before he put her slumped body in the bathtub.



"if you are lucky, you can call 911" he saluted and went out the cold night.



He inhaled and exhaled the cold night breeze...



Peace of mind.





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