Save Me

Chapter 3

The atmosphere was tense, well, at least for Michaella. She pursed her lips as she looked at her Dad and then to her Uncle. They were here, in the dining area, sitting on the expensive wooden chairs while waiting for her to have their lunch. She was starving after squeezing her last brain cells to solve for X earlier with her tutor but her hunger was slowly dispersing.

Alexander was sitting on the seat at the head of the table with his back straight and his hands busy with his phone while Augustus was leaning on the back of the chair with his left ankle perched on his right thigh , his left hand was in the pocket of his slacks and the other hand was playing with a pocket knife.

Michaella was standing on the entrance of the area just watching the both of them when she felt chills run on her spine and her eyes caught a glint of something. Her instincts screamed at her.

Left.

She tilted her head to the right just in time for Augustus's pocket knife to passed through her left ear. She could hear the clank of the pocket knife falling to the floor a few feet behind her. Thank God for her reliable instincts that were honed because of Augustus's sadistic tendencies.

"August, I will appreciate it if you refrain from hurting my daughter." Her Dad warned with a glare to the other man.

Augustus pouted and huffed a breath like a child. Michaella took a step back when she saw Augustus's shadow stirred before it materialized into a humanoid shadow person with piercing green slitted eyes.

It opened its mouth and a row of sharp teeth greeted Michaella. She bit her lip when it walked towards her, forcing herself to not move an inch, afraid that it would attack her by Augustus command.

"But I haven't discipline her in a long time, Alex!" Augustus whined.

"Isn't that a good thing? It means she's being a good daughter." Alexander said with a chuckle. He turned to the shadow with a smile. "Don't hurt her,please."

"Suuuure." The shadow answered with a scratchy version of Augustus' voice. It walked past Michaella and went to pick the pocket knife on the floor.

The shadow was her Uncle's quirk and the one that Michaella hated the most and feared. The amount of nightmares she acquired because of it was too many to count with her fingers. That thing always helped her Uncle discipline her whenever she made a mistake or be a brat by her Dad or even his standards.

Alexander gestured Michaella to come over and she did. She kissed her Dad's cheeks in greeting.

"Hi, Dad."

"Hello, sweetheart. How's your day?" He asked while he pointed to the chair on his left side, the opposite of Augustus' seat.

She sat on it and smiled at him. She tucked a stray strand of her hair to her ear.

"It's alright .How about yours, Dad?"

"How about me, doll? You didn't even greet me!" Augustus once again whined as he faked a hurt look on his face. He looked at Alexander like he was seeking for his comfort or help.

The other man just chuckled and shook his head at his antics. Michaella didn't say anything and just looked at the table in front of her. She felt weird. Even though her Dad was in a good mood and apparently so was her Uncle, she felt like something was wrong.

"Maybe because I'm her father and she loves me more than you." Alexander replied in a teasing tone.

Hmmm.

"Well, she'll be mine once she turns 18!" Augustus snapped back but without a bite.

His words felt like a bucket of cold water was thrown to Michaella. Her guts painfully churned just thinking about what her Uncle meant.