MONSTER

My mind traveled back to all the times I watched my mother soak her bed with tears begging to see my father. And I knew deep down that if she had, she would have recovered faster. I felt pain, for all the times I’ve been mocked for not having a father to at least look up to. And that was until I stopped caring and started cursing him instead for vanishing on everybody. Not even knowing he had been dead all this while. My breath came in short gasps as I stared up at his beautiful face piercing into mine. “Do you regret it?” I whispered, watching as his brows creased in confusion. “Killing him. Do you regret killing my father, Ethan?” The words slipped out of my lips and it was a surprise he heard me. His expression was blank, but I heard his answer loud and clear as he gritted it out. “Not one bit. And if I was given a chance. I’ll do it over and over again, just to have his blood in my hands as everytime.” He stepped closer to me, as he hissed softly and spitefully. “How does it feel,