“Screw you, Abellona!” My mama shouted, scolding her with an anger so primal, so intense, that I had never seen anything like it ever come out of her before. It had frightened me and yet made me proud. I looked down at my mama’s feet where Midnight now stood, her back arched, fangs drawn and letting out a seething rear aimed squarely at Abellona. Not far from her was another cat as equally angered and ready for a rumble. Off to my right, Tucker and Owen still struggled with subduing Katelyn who looked as if she might have been even more than what these two Southern boys could handle. “You know, Janine… When I killed your mother.” Abellona said with a smile curling up from her lips as she swung playfully like a child around
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As she squeezed down on my mama’s windpipe harder-and-harder I could see my mama’s face beginning to transform, and I could hear her struggling to breathe. It was surreal what I was watching. My mama’s face wasn’t turning different shades of red, blue, and purple like you would have expected someone’s would have after being cut off from oxygen. But she was becoming gaunt—hollow—as if Abellona was now somehow squeezing her energy from her, pulling her soul from her body like a …show more content…
Owen was still standing behind Katelyn who was still on top of Tucker as they both tried desperately to fend her off. Owen now had in his hands the large rock. The very same one I was going to use to destroy the symbol etched into Abellona’s grave. He brought it down hard onto the back of Katelyn’s skull, the impact, making a sound like an egg cracking as her skull fractured. Katelyn’s head slumped forward, her hair covering her face, and then she fell away from Tucker. Her eyes remaining open and negated when she hit the ground as if staring endlessly into the dark emptiness of the
As she squeezed down on my mama’s windpipe harder-and-harder I could see my mama’s face beginning to transform, and I could hear her struggling to breathe. It was surreal what I was watching. My mama’s face wasn’t turning different shades of red, blue, and purple like you would have expected someone’s would have after being cut off from oxygen. But she was becoming gaunt—hollow—as if Abellona was now somehow squeezing her energy from her, pulling her soul from her body like a …show more content…
Owen was still standing behind Katelyn who was still on top of Tucker as they both tried desperately to fend her off. Owen now had in his hands the large rock. The very same one I was going to use to destroy the symbol etched into Abellona’s grave. He brought it down hard onto the back of Katelyn’s skull, the impact, making a sound like an egg cracking as her skull fractured. Katelyn’s head slumped forward, her hair covering her face, and then she fell away from Tucker. Her eyes remaining open and negated when she hit the ground as if staring endlessly into the dark emptiness of the