Advisory: Some Coarse Language
The house was always noising since Art came along. Spencer was out most nights working to keep out of his sisters way because he knew Heather and Will wanted quality time with Art. Mathew loved his cousin but hated it when he cried. This evening was no exception and Heather was getting stressed because she didn't know how to stop him crying. Mathew decided to stay out of the way so took Snowie outside to watch the stars.
"Heather seems to be having a hard time?"
"Estevan offered to help but Aunt Heather says she can cope."
"When are you sitting your exams?" Snowie asked.
"Don't know. Dad says they are important but I just can't bring myself to revise. Are you going home for summer?"
"Your exams are important and I don't know if I want to return home. I'm having too much fun here with you."
Mathew didn't reply. He'd only found out recently that his Dad was sending him travelling but he couldn't bring himself to tell Snowie.
Sam was trying to explain to Blake about her affair but no words would comfort Blake at this point.
"Blake I'm so sorry it's just..." Almost to the point of tears.
"It's just what you are sorry. Don't you even try and apologize. You are fucking someone else while we were planning to get a place together and still continued to see them after we are living together. Tell me Sam how am I supposed to forgive you?"
"It was never meant to happen..."
"Which bit Sam? The kiss, his hands over your body or you in his bed letting him touch you? I can't even bring myself to forgive and you will have to leave the flat."
"Blake, I have nowhere to go. I...I want to stay here and be with you."
"It's too late. It's either you leave voluntary or else."
"What does that mean?"
"You don't want to know. Besides I'm sure your bit on the side will take you in!"
Blake said with his temper simmering, "No we can't, you betrayed me, Sam. Now go."
"No I won't. I can't, I love you."
Blake started to yell, "If you loved me then you would have respected me, us and what we had but you chose to be with someone else..."
"We can work through this, Blake."
"Never. Now go."
Blake's tone becoming more harsh with each word, "I said leave." Sam tried to go near him but he pushed her away. She could see he was ready to explode but she wanted to make him understand. Sam wanted things the way they used to be before the affair. 'Why did Estevan have to see her? Why was she having the affair?'
"I have to get my things, Blake."
"Leave a forwarding address and I'll send them." She ignored him and went into the bedroom to gather her things. Blake couldn't believe what was happening. He loved her so much but this pain was just too intense. The thought of her going to this other man was more than he could bare.
Before he knew what was happening his temper was getting the better of him and it didn't help that it was time to feed either. He now wanted blood and to kill. He didn't believe in an eye for an eye but the heartache he felt was getting worse. He got to the bedroom door trying to hold back, his breathing got slower but his heart was racing. His hand was holding the handle; Blake turned the handle and started to open the door. The anger had now full control over him.
Blake was trying to fight the pain and the anger, he tried to reach his Dad or Will by thoughts but there was no response. They were either ignoring his pleas for help or the lack of practise using his thoughts was too weak to get help.
He slowly opened the door listening to Sam crying as she was packing her clothes. Sam didn't even hear him come in or see him. He closed the door behind him. For a moment he watched her, wishing things could be back to normal but it was too late. He was here; ready to do what came natural to him hunting his prey. He remembers hearing her scream in terror as Sam had never seen this side of him but within a few moments the house was again quiet and still and Sam was no more.