Veronica dragged Jeremy downstairs and threw him on the cold floor of a basement. Jeremy screamed and held his leg. As he tried to pull the Arqueiro out, Veronica started pacing up and down.
“You lied to me” she muttered agitated, with a feral look in her eyes. “I asked you straightforward if you were a medium and you lied to me in my face” She walked to Jeremy and looked down on him. “How long has your aunt been spying on me? What does she know?” Jeremy didn’t answer and thus she kicked his wounded leg. Veronica raised her voice above Jeremy’s cries. “How long?” she repeated furious.
Jeremy swallowed and sobbed. “Since our meeting” he confessed weakly. “Please” he begged as he looked up. “You have to take me to a hospital. You said you wouldn’t harm any humans”
“You can talk to dead people, Jeremy!” Veronica spit. “There’s nothing human about that”
“I can summon Kelsey for you” Jeremy appealed. “Maybe if you could talk to her, you would see things clearer”
“How do you know about Kelsey?” Veronica snapped defensive.
“She helped me once” Jeremy replied vague. “But I know she was your best friend and it must’ve hurt like hell when you found out she was murdered”
“I haven’t seen Kelsey in years” Veronica commented bitter. “Last few years we merely called and wrote each other, but Kelsey traveled a lot and when I would ask her if I could cadastrar-se her, she said that were impossible”
Veronica was so deep down in her own thoughts that she didn’t see Jeremy break the arrow. The fact that he cried from pain seemed only natural to her. When he held the pointy part of the Arqueiro in his hand he crawled towards Veronica.
“I need to find those letters” Veronica mumbled while Jeremy scribbled up. He lifted the Arqueiro when Veronica turned around. She grabbed his arm and tried to keep the Arqueiro to a distance, but Jeremy kicked her in the stomach with his healthy leg. Veronica gasped and let go. Jeremy stabbed her in her side and she fell on her knees. Jeremy hurried to the stairs as fast as his injured leg allowed him.
He opened the door and closed it behind him, turning the key.
“You lied to me” she muttered agitated, with a feral look in her eyes. “I asked you straightforward if you were a medium and you lied to me in my face” She walked to Jeremy and looked down on him. “How long has your aunt been spying on me? What does she know?” Jeremy didn’t answer and thus she kicked his wounded leg. Veronica raised her voice above Jeremy’s cries. “How long?” she repeated furious.
Jeremy swallowed and sobbed. “Since our meeting” he confessed weakly. “Please” he begged as he looked up. “You have to take me to a hospital. You said you wouldn’t harm any humans”
“You can talk to dead people, Jeremy!” Veronica spit. “There’s nothing human about that”
“I can summon Kelsey for you” Jeremy appealed. “Maybe if you could talk to her, you would see things clearer”
“How do you know about Kelsey?” Veronica snapped defensive.
“She helped me once” Jeremy replied vague. “But I know she was your best friend and it must’ve hurt like hell when you found out she was murdered”
“I haven’t seen Kelsey in years” Veronica commented bitter. “Last few years we merely called and wrote each other, but Kelsey traveled a lot and when I would ask her if I could cadastrar-se her, she said that were impossible”
Veronica was so deep down in her own thoughts that she didn’t see Jeremy break the arrow. The fact that he cried from pain seemed only natural to her. When he held the pointy part of the Arqueiro in his hand he crawled towards Veronica.
“I need to find those letters” Veronica mumbled while Jeremy scribbled up. He lifted the Arqueiro when Veronica turned around. She grabbed his arm and tried to keep the Arqueiro to a distance, but Jeremy kicked her in the stomach with his healthy leg. Veronica gasped and let go. Jeremy stabbed her in her side and she fell on her knees. Jeremy hurried to the stairs as fast as his injured leg allowed him.
He opened the door and closed it behind him, turning the key.
