Worship Series

Chapter # 42

"Bow before me, Princy." 

Back in the hospital where the massacre of the Alroy family occurred, little Nathaniel hissed at Prince.

"Shut up. Don't you dare to call me Princy!" 

Prince snarled as he chuckled. 

"Besides, Me and Nathaniel have decided to start a business instead of this." Prince said. 

"Really?" Silas asked, almost proudly. 

"Yeah! I want to be like you, Father." He grinned, admiring his father blindly.

To him- He was an honest, most admirable and perfect man.

He shook his head and was about to speak but the door opened as Guru entered holding a gun.

Before he could speak or do something, they shot Persephone, his dearest sister, right before his eyes.

Their hands didn't tremble for a second before shooting down a seven years old child.

Leaving a highly negative impact on his mind when the splatter of her blood touched his skin, staining his face with her blood, along with a cry of anguish.

"PERSEPHONE!!"

Traumatizing him for the rest of his life, implanting an irrecoverable memory on his mind....

"My sister died, he took my family away from me, De Villiers,"

Coming back from the agonizing memory, Nathaniel pressed his hand harder on his heart.

"No one but ME had the right to punish them," 

Eyes closed to find the darkness being wrapped around him but shook his head and went through the reports from America. 

"Zariah did wrong by killing Guru and when I came what she did?" He hissed, staying with De Villiers in his cabin who was listening quietly.

"Pour water over me? Get angry? Was I wrong? She hit my most sensitive spot. When I killed Alessandra, she got so enraged, I am a human too, I have emotions too, she should understand," He blabbered.

Words he would never dare to utter before her again.

Hell forbid he would infuriate her further.

He didn't want to go home where she wasn't present so to conceal his solitude he came to his best friend after work.

"But, no, her emotions are emotions but mine is insensibility? Why don't she- Say something, will you!?"

He snapped at De Villiers who kept a stoic face all the time.

"I might sound harsh but for your lost family, are you going to lose your future too?" De Villiers questioned.

"I swear, if it was someone else, I would have taken the rage on it but..." 

Pausing angrily, he threw the file he was checking away and groaned, pulling his hair from frustration while confessing.

"My heart is so weak in her matters."

"Exactly,"  

"I said I would leave her, I failed. I said I won't show my beastly side to her, I failed again... I could never..." 

Ending with a stressed exhale, he found it extremely hard to focus on work, unable to work on a single report of the shipments.

"My head is bursting from distress, De Villiers," He whispered.

Failing to do anything and banged his head on the table before rising and grabbing his hospital bag.

"Are you going to the hospital?"