Black Orc Apocalypse Arc: Prt 5

| REYNOLDS’ HOUSEHOLD |

Tension bloated around the house. You could feel it crawling on your skin and pulling you into the scenery.

Phoebe was harshly slapped across the face a few moments ago upon Alexander's sudden disappearance.

Stanley didn't tolerate such nuisance, he hated it, infact, he had never been on good terms with Alexander.

They were never that father and son kind of a thing, they were both always at each other's neck and Isabella was the one who suffered it

They were the elephants at war and she was the grass that suffered the aftermath of it.

A tight slap had sent her back to the father times of her past where life seemed to be too great, compared to now.

She could boldly tell herself one thing, and that one thing was, she was in hell in another form.

She recalled the moment Stanley hit her for one thing or the other, whether she was at fault or not, she'd be the one to get punished.

"You can't even watch over a single kid!"

He beamed.

"How did one