[chapter eight - tongue]

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~CORA'S POV:~

Demi let go of Lorenzo's head to have to fall into Wilmer's lap, his eyes grew wide as he stared down at his son's head that had a rotting bullet hole staring right back at him.
"Lorenzo was... quite nice, from what I can remember." Demi began, "He was practically a spitting image of you, but it seems as if he's been running around without his head on lately, trying to chase after Cora."

Demi hopped onto the table with her back facing Maia and I, I immediately turned to Maia and began to shake my head so she wouldn't do anything stupid. Maia shrugged then pointed at Demi's pony tail and motioned her hands as if she was about to pull onto it, I continued to shake my head which caused Maia to roll her eyes. Every time we try to fight back with Demi it somehow manages to make the entire situation even worse.

"You know, Wilmer. I was going to let you go down a peaceful way, maybe a bullet or two," Demi spoke as she crossed her legs, "But then I thought, how would that be any fun for me? Shooting people is repetitive and boring." She expressed, "I want to hear you suffer."

Maia and I looked at each other trying to figure out what she meant by that, before I could come up with some insane theory, Demi whistled three times. The entire house was silent as the sound of her whistles echoed through out each room, then suddenly the silence was broken as we could hear a large amount of heavy footsteps running around above us. The footsteps moved from the room above us and began to move towards the stairs.

Wilmer slowly shook his head as weak muffled screams escaped from his bandanna, he knew what was coming and was completely terrified.

The footsteps came tumbling down the stairs, the figures that crept around the corner caused my entire body to tense up as I slid my hands underneath my thighs to press down on them. Demi had her black panthers back, all three of them and it looked like they were ready to go.

Demi snapped her fingers, "Go for it and enjoy yourselves babies!" She beamed as she pointed directly at Wilmer.

The first panther sprinted then jumped onto Wilmer as it dug it's teeth into his face, which caused Wilmer to cry out as his entire body fell onto the ground. The first panther continued to eat on Wilmer's face as the second panther began to devour his abdomen, the third panther followed behind and began to rip apart his legs.

Demi snapped and clapped her hands together which caused the Panthers to stop immediately to focus on her, "Take him upstairs." She pointed towards the stairs for them to fully understand as Wilmer groaned in pain on the ground.

The third panther followed Demi's orders right away and yanked off one of Wilmer's legs then ran towards the direction of the stairs with it. The last two Panthers decided to use teamwork and bit into Wilmer to drag him towards the staircase. Wilmer's cries echoed down the hall then up the stairs, once the Panthers placed him upstairs they continued to tear him apart.

"Music to my ears." Demi bobbed her head from side to side as Wilmer continued to cry out.

Wilmer's screams continue to grew louder then out of nowhere they slowly began to die down, each sob became more quiet - then they stopped completely. Now I understood by what Demi meant about hearing him suffer.

I tried to let my body relax as I turned to see Maia's reaction, instead of finding her freaked out, she was two seconds away from pulling Demi's pony tail.

Before I could say anything, Maia gripped onto Demi's pony tail and slammed her head down onto the table. Demi's eyes shot open as she grabbed onto Maia's arm that pulled her down to support her as she did a quick backward roll, she sat up on her knees then roughly gripped onto her wrists, "You always get yourself into trouble!"

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