Meg entered the dapur and saw how Mrs. Jones was bleeding over her entire body. Cas was holding her arms and stared at her.
“Cas?” Meg asked careful, breaking Cas’ concentration. He let go of Mrs. Jones and turned his head to Meg.
“Are anda sure anda want to be here, right now, Meg?” he asked a little annoyed. “It’s about to get messy”
“Are anda kidding?” Meg scoffed. “I was a demon for centuries. I cinta messy”
Cas smiled an evil smile, one that Meg had never seen on his face before, and his eyes were cold as he looked back at Mrs. Jones.
“You know you’re going to die, right?” he asked in a serious tone as if he was a doctor who tells his patient they have cancer.
Mrs. Jones scarcely nodded as tears rolled over her eyes and cheeks.
“Is there anything anda want to say before anda die?” Cas asked softly, wiping away her tears.
Mrs. Jones blinked and swallowed, before she whispered: “Don’t kill me. I understand that what I did hurt you, but Jerrick needs me. I’m all he’s left. He’s just a boy. It’s not right to take his mother from him”
Cas was taken aback from that declaration of cinta from mother to son.
“I won’t tell anyone I’ve seen you. I promise” Mrs. Jones insisted.
“I know anda won’t” Cas replied and he conjured a pocket knife. “ ‘Cause I won’t let you” He forced Mrs. Jones to open her mouth and cut off her tongue. Mrs. Jones’ screaming filled the entire house and Jerrick wanted to go help his mom, but he was locked up in his room.
Cas stood and signed at Meg. “We’re done here. Let’s go”
“You’re letting her live?” Meg asked surprised.
“She’s right. I can’t kill a mother” Cas replied shrugging. “Now come on, let’s go” He walked to the front door and Meg closed it.
As soon as the door was shut Mrs. Jones felt her body heating up from the inside. Her skin turned red and blisters appeared again.
Cas had lied to her. He wasn’t going to let her live. The kind man who had saved her son from dying an untimely death was gone and all that was left of him was an unscrupulous monster.
“Cas?” Meg asked careful, breaking Cas’ concentration. He let go of Mrs. Jones and turned his head to Meg.
“Are anda sure anda want to be here, right now, Meg?” he asked a little annoyed. “It’s about to get messy”
“Are anda kidding?” Meg scoffed. “I was a demon for centuries. I cinta messy”
Cas smiled an evil smile, one that Meg had never seen on his face before, and his eyes were cold as he looked back at Mrs. Jones.
“You know you’re going to die, right?” he asked in a serious tone as if he was a doctor who tells his patient they have cancer.
Mrs. Jones scarcely nodded as tears rolled over her eyes and cheeks.
“Is there anything anda want to say before anda die?” Cas asked softly, wiping away her tears.
Mrs. Jones blinked and swallowed, before she whispered: “Don’t kill me. I understand that what I did hurt you, but Jerrick needs me. I’m all he’s left. He’s just a boy. It’s not right to take his mother from him”
Cas was taken aback from that declaration of cinta from mother to son.
“I won’t tell anyone I’ve seen you. I promise” Mrs. Jones insisted.
“I know anda won’t” Cas replied and he conjured a pocket knife. “ ‘Cause I won’t let you” He forced Mrs. Jones to open her mouth and cut off her tongue. Mrs. Jones’ screaming filled the entire house and Jerrick wanted to go help his mom, but he was locked up in his room.
Cas stood and signed at Meg. “We’re done here. Let’s go”
“You’re letting her live?” Meg asked surprised.
“She’s right. I can’t kill a mother” Cas replied shrugging. “Now come on, let’s go” He walked to the front door and Meg closed it.
As soon as the door was shut Mrs. Jones felt her body heating up from the inside. Her skin turned red and blisters appeared again.
Cas had lied to her. He wasn’t going to let her live. The kind man who had saved her son from dying an untimely death was gone and all that was left of him was an unscrupulous monster.
April 25, 1981
A local woman’s death was ruled a suicide, the county Sheriff’s Department berkata earlier today. Constance Welch, 24, of 4636 Breckenridge Road leapt off Sylvania bridge at mile 33 of Centennial highway, and sub-sequently drowned last night.
Deputy J. Pierce told reporters that, hours before her death Ms. Welch logged a call with 911 emergency services. In a panicked tone, Ms. Welch described how she found her two young children, 5 and 6, in the bathtub, after leaving them alone for several...
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Constance Welch, 24 Authorities attribute her suicide to extreme emotional distress.
Deputy J. Pierce told reporters that, hours before her death Ms. Welch logged a call with 911 emergency services. In a panicked tone, Ms. Welch described how she found her two young children, 5 and 6, in the bathtub, after leaving them alone for several...
