Kitten | | Norray

❃.✮:▹ T h I r T y - T h R e E ◃:✮.❃

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I don't kill people for fun, I only kill people when they deserve it.....

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"Norman are.....are you really telling the truth?" I asked carefully to which Norman turned to look at me with a small smile and nodded. Peter's face kept on getting more and more shades paler as I hugged Norman with a big smile to which Norman smiled back.

Peter cleared his throat to which both me and Norman looked at him confused, "Norman, do you think this is really a good choice that your making?" Peter asked as he gave Norman a serious look. The smile Norman had wiped off of his face quickly as he also gave his father a serious look.

Everything became silent as both father and son stared at eachother, trying to prove dominance and whoever kept holding their stare of dominance then, they get the say to what happens next. In the end, Peter shook his head with a sigh while Norman smiled in victory.

"Alright, I guess they're coming to the wedding" Peter said quietly, "well, either way they'd still come because they already have the invitation" Peter then said before looking at me with a suspicious look, this made me freeze in place.

"No funny business alright Ray? Don't even try-" before Peter could finish his sentence, Norman interrupted him with a smirk on his face as he spoke.

"No worries father, I know he won't escape and if he did well, he knows what'll happen" I felt Norman put his hand on my thigh and start to rub it in small circles as he gave a small glance my way before, looking back at his father. "Just trust me father, I know what I'm doing" Norman finished to which Peter smiled with a nod.

"Besides Ray doesn't do that anymore, he's changed for the better, right kitten?" Norman asked as he looked over at me to which I quickly nodded with a small smile.

Changed for the better? BullShit.

Great. It's him again. Right then and there I just wanted to start ripping my hair out when I heard that annoying voice. How could I get rid of him? That's what I always wondered when I heard that voice. Ever since I changed for the better that tiny annoying voice would never shut up. I would do anything just to get that annoying voice out of my head. ANYTHING.

I suddenly gripped Norman's arm tightly in anger when I heard the voice at that moment, clenching my teeth tightly as I did. I could feel Peter's curious stare from across the table as I held an iron grip on Norman's arm. "Ray, is there something wrong?" I heard Peter say, his voice sounded so far away and fogged up though, as if my ears were clogged.

Why can't you just listen to yourself and run?

Why are you protecting him? All he did was cause you pain.

This isn't love and you know it.

Run.

rUn.

Nur.