NINETY FOUR

JORDAN

The very chance I got to flee, I didn’t miss it.

With one grab at my phone, I knocked Jasper aside and under one swift movement, I was already out of the door. He came after me, the aggressive steppings of feets against the staircase sent me off the rails as I finally unlocked the main door.

I had lazily packed my bike outside yesterday for a reason that made me grateful as I climbed on it and drove off with the craziest speed I have ever had to put on.

If I was to stay back and convince myself he wouldn’t proceed to kill me, I won’t know anything until I am dead.

Ages were done when the home was safe, now even my own father has become a predator for his own son.

Exactly like the hunch I had, he came home for a reason and if somehow it was to end my life like he attempted but never succeeded, I better not return under the same roof as him for a while.

If I was to fight against him, it’s the simplest thing because I could have the upper hand but in this case, nobody knows J