face.
“Thinkin’ about that girl?” asked his aunt.
Alric pried his eyes away and gawked at Aunty. “Simply wondering the best way to watch her die.”
Aunty let her hand fly hard against Alric’s face yet again. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“How dare…” Alric yelled then paused. He’d lost his composure for a split second. This was Aunty and he couldn’t allow himself to yell at her. She was important.
“Tch.” Aunty turned away from him. “You’re just like your parents. All you ever think about is hurting people. Those bastards might have hurt you in ways you’ll never be normal again. But still, Alric, you don’t have to be like them.”
He ground his teeth together and started to walk away. “She’s said similar things to me. Every time I hurt her that girl never stops trying to help me.”
Aunty smirked, following after him. “And?”
“And I want her dead,” Alric replied.
She snatched hold of his arms and forced him to turn around. “Stupid fool. Stop pushing everyone away from you. Don’t you get it? There are some people out there who care about you. Me being one of them.”
Alric moved his attention to an empty space on the dirt path. He couldn’t stand looking her in the eye.
“Stop being such a jerk,” she barked. “From what I hear she needs you too.”
His attention snapped to her and froze.
“Stop acting like your parents towards her and start acting like…”
Alric smirked. “You?”
“Hell yeah.” Aunty laughed, pulling Alric into her arms. “You’re my nephew, Alric. I might not have been here a lot but I’m here now.”
He slid his eyes closed and absorbed her warmth—the same warmth that embraced him on the night he murdered his parents. It was the same warmth that took him in even while everyone else called him a Monster and a Demon. Aunty was finally back on Macter land and there to be a mother to him—something he never had.
CHAPTER 14
“You’re having one,” Aunty said bluntly. “And that’s final.”
Alric glowered at her across the table, almost wishing he could strike her down with a bolt of lightning. Aunty wasn’t a Cursed-One so his powers over her were zilch. She’d already insisted on unchaining Nieves which was a drawback on his future torture. Nieves was even given a room of her own. The arrival of his aunt put major blockades on his plans.
Then again, if Nieves tried to leave the Macter land he would enjoy demonstrating a little of his power. He could hardly wait to see the look of surprise and terror on her face when the time came about.
“Alric!” Aunty bellowed, tossing the outer shell of a shrimp at him. “Are you even listening to me?”
He swallowed down his anger and gave a forced smile. “Yes. Of course.”
“Then what did I say?”
“Well.” He thought, “Maybe I should have listened after all.” He turned his eyes to Nieves who was sitting a little crouched at her end of the table. Her shoulders were slouched as if she wanted to shrink away from Aunty’s view.
Alric smiled and turned back to Aunty. “Why don’t you spend time with Nieves tomorrow?”
Nieves’s eyes were surely widening, Alric thought.
Aunty let her face change into an expression of ‘Are you stupid?’ but for some reason it slowly moved into something calmer and more sweet—something that was new for the hardcore Aunty. “I guess. Who knows, she might become part of this family.”
"What is she suggesting," Alric growled wishing he could blurt it out loud.
The door slid open, scraping lightly against the floor. “Aunty,” muttered a soft child’s voice. Alric knew the voice belonged to Eliza even before she came running through the doors to galumph Aunty. Jacob as usual followed slowly behind her, being sure to remain silent as possible.
Rusuto walked in with a smile on his face. “Guess who I brought?” he joyfully sang the words.
“Let me guess,” Alric said dryly.
“Thinkin’ about that girl?” asked his aunt.
Alric pried his eyes away and gawked at Aunty. “Simply wondering the best way to watch her die.”
Aunty let her hand fly hard against Alric’s face yet again. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“How dare…” Alric yelled then paused. He’d lost his composure for a split second. This was Aunty and he couldn’t allow himself to yell at her. She was important.
“Tch.” Aunty turned away from him. “You’re just like your parents. All you ever think about is hurting people. Those bastards might have hurt you in ways you’ll never be normal again. But still, Alric, you don’t have to be like them.”
He ground his teeth together and started to walk away. “She’s said similar things to me. Every time I hurt her that girl never stops trying to help me.”
Aunty smirked, following after him. “And?”
“And I want her dead,” Alric replied.
She snatched hold of his arms and forced him to turn around. “Stupid fool. Stop pushing everyone away from you. Don’t you get it? There are some people out there who care about you. Me being one of them.”
Alric moved his attention to an empty space on the dirt path. He couldn’t stand looking her in the eye.
“Stop being such a jerk,” she barked. “From what I hear she needs you too.”
His attention snapped to her and froze.
“Stop acting like your parents towards her and start acting like…”
Alric smirked. “You?”
“Hell yeah.” Aunty laughed, pulling Alric into her arms. “You’re my nephew, Alric. I might not have been here a lot but I’m here now.”
He slid his eyes closed and absorbed her warmth—the same warmth that embraced him on the night he murdered his parents. It was the same warmth that took him in even while everyone else called him a Monster and a Demon. Aunty was finally back on Macter land and there to be a mother to him—something he never had.
CHAPTER 14
“You’re having one,” Aunty said bluntly. “And that’s final.”
Alric glowered at her across the table, almost wishing he could strike her down with a bolt of lightning. Aunty wasn’t a Cursed-One so his powers over her were zilch. She’d already insisted on unchaining Nieves which was a drawback on his future torture. Nieves was even given a room of her own. The arrival of his aunt put major blockades on his plans.
Then again, if Nieves tried to leave the Macter land he would enjoy demonstrating a little of his power. He could hardly wait to see the look of surprise and terror on her face when the time came about.
“Alric!” Aunty bellowed, tossing the outer shell of a shrimp at him. “Are you even listening to me?”
He swallowed down his anger and gave a forced smile. “Yes. Of course.”
“Then what did I say?”
“Well.” He thought, “Maybe I should have listened after all.” He turned his eyes to Nieves who was sitting a little crouched at her end of the table. Her shoulders were slouched as if she wanted to shrink away from Aunty’s view.
Alric smiled and turned back to Aunty. “Why don’t you spend time with Nieves tomorrow?”
Nieves’s eyes were surely widening, Alric thought.
Aunty let her face change into an expression of ‘Are you stupid?’ but for some reason it slowly moved into something calmer and more sweet—something that was new for the hardcore Aunty. “I guess. Who knows, she might become part of this family.”
"What is she suggesting," Alric growled wishing he could blurt it out loud.
The door slid open, scraping lightly against the floor. “Aunty,” muttered a soft child’s voice. Alric knew the voice belonged to Eliza even before she came running through the doors to galumph Aunty. Jacob as usual followed slowly behind her, being sure to remain silent as possible.
Rusuto walked in with a smile on his face. “Guess who I brought?” he joyfully sang the words.
“Let me guess,” Alric said dryly.
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