Nathaniel's Obsession

Chapter One.

Nathaniel's Obsession

Nathaniel woke up in a gasp. It was the same old shit. His parents screamed as they were shot, just before the fire began. The loud cries of Isobel telling him to go get their parents forever haunted him. He watched as the clock ticked. It was 2:18 a.m. at the same time every day. He woke up the same time after his nightmare every day. It was either that or a bloody Hannah asking him, why he killed her.

He sighed before he moved the covers that were now damp with sweat away from his body and headed into the bathroom. He would take a quick shower then go for a drive, preferably to the club where he could pick a woman.

Nathaniel got ready and to his surprise, his sister, Isobel was lounging in the living room. He wondered why she wasn't asleep at this time.

"Why are you up?" Nathaniel asked scaring her. He managed to hide his smirk as he remembered how much he liked getting on her nerves. He watched how her shoulders shook before she placed a hand on her chest.

"Stop sneaking up on me, for fuck's same," Isobel said, her voice sounding higher than usual.

Nathaniel looked at her disapprovingly. He never agreed with her language, but his sister was as hard-headed as he was.

"What's wrong?" Nathaniel asked, coming to sit near her. His trip out could wait for a little.

"Nothing, just not sleepy," Isobel said, avoiding his eyes. She hoped he would not be able to read her, but the hope was short lived. M

"I know that face, tell me. And it better not be a fucking dumb guy," Nathaniel said, his voice rising at the last part.

"What guy?" Isobel asked annoyed. Her brother made sure she had no boyfriends all throughout high school and he still scared away the ones she liked, bringing them home wasn't even an option.

Nathaniel shrugged, still looking at her expectantly. She knew she had to say something, anything even if it was a lie, but it was the truth that fell from her lips.

"I don't want to go back to live with those people. The Rosas..." Isobel said simply.

"Are they hurting you?" Nathaniel asked grabbing her chin gently, making her look into his eyes.

"No!" Isobel said before she continued, "It's Just...I'm tired of this. Father and mother would not want us, you especially to spend our lives this way. I'm tired of being stuck in here, pretending to be what I'm not." Isobel watched his jaw harden and she knew he was angry already.

"Father and mother would not Rest In Peace until we make them pay," Nathaniel said his eyes flashing in anger.

"We don't even know it was them for sure. I don't want to do this, Nathaniel. You are making me do this. I don't even feel safe there. Please.." Isobel said the last part, holding his arms. She watched his eyes soften for a moment before they hardened.

"I have already made my decision. You will continue this." He said getting up angrily. "It is your duty to your family. Now go to bed." He bent to kiss her head before he walked out.

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Nathaniel walked into the club and it was like he was an instant chick magnet. The club was still alive. He made his way to the VIP lounge since he frequented almost every day he decided to gift himself with the membership.

He ordered a drink for himself and sooner or later, the object of his attention passed. She was outside the lounge, but he still noticed her and he would be damned if he didn't get into her pants tonight. She was a hot number. He motioned for Fred, the club manager, to get her into the lounge and over to him. As he sipped on his drink, he saw how a pleasing look made its way to her face when she followed Fred's notion to him. Nathaniel took a deep breath, knowing she would be easy.