NovelEnglish104. Angel
lifted from my shoulders. I no longer have to be the perfect daughter who tried to gain his love.
“And before you go to the bathroom, put the bottle back where it was.” My back stiffens because I was sure he didn’t see me
taking it. “Try anything foolish, and I will tie you to the chair until we reach Carlos.”
I pull out the bottle and go to the bathroom. After I use the toilet and wash my hands, I look for something I can use. Anything
can make the difference between life and death. The mirror is missing, and except for the toilet paper, there is nothing else in the
bathroom.
I scream internally. If only I wasn’t a total bitch with Stefan, he would never have left me alone, and my father would not have had
was a freaking creep in high school. I don’t understand how someone like him can have such a
sweet sister like Olivia. I guess she wasn’t that sweet if she killed her best friend.
After I look for the second time in the drawers in the hopes I missed something, I return to the kitchen.
My father is trying to make an egg sandwich, but he is an even worse cook than me. Stepping away from the stove, he
says, “This is a woman’s job. I’m hungry,” and sits at the table.
Who is this man? I don’t recognize him. He never treated me like this before.
A knife is on the counter.
If I can snatch it without being seen....
“Don’t make me repeat myself!” he yells, and I go to the stove.
He tried to toast the bread in the pan he burned. I don’t know if I can save it. And the eggs are uncooked. With a sigh,
When done, I put the plate with the sandwich in front of my father.
“I would like to lie down for a while. Being on the yacht makes me seasick.”
My father grabs the sandwich and takes a big bite. “Sure,” he dismissed me with a flick of his wrist.
I pretend to go look for a place to sleep when I hear his chair moving, and before I can look and see what he is doing,
he grabs me by the back of my neck and slams my forehead against the doorframe. It hurts and has me disoriented for a few
seconds, but I can’t let Carlos and my father win. Tuning my back to him was a mistake. Never let your enemy
out of sight.
“Didn’t I warn you not to try anything foolish?” he hisses in my ear as he yanks the knife from my yoga pants.
“I’m sorry,” I whimper. “It won’t happen again. I promise.”
He releases me. “Don’t test my patience, Angelica.”
Alekos did say I am stubborn..
He sits back in his chair and grabs the egg sandwich from the plate. Taking advantage of him being distracted, I take out the fork
from my bra–I guess he did not notice when I took this one from the counter–and stab him in the neck,
Blood sprays on my face and hands.
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