My Mate Sent Me To Prison I Return As His Nightmare novel Chapter 146

Flashback

She was fleeing from her father when it happened, but that was no excuse for taking a human life.

She remembered the huge pine trees that day. It was pitch black even with her animate vision. She was dashing through the woods. Her father was not so far off and she had little advantage over his speed or strength completely. 

She tripped and fell, but pulled herself back up and continued weakly. But she was tired and soon to continue no more. She stepped into the misty road and halfway across, she was blinded by two bright headlamps of a speeding car. She tipped

over and fell but not before the back of the car hit her as it lost control. She fell on her back. The car spun around before finally overturning and resting on its hood in

an instant.

Kate's vision was blurry. She was totally weak and starving. She still couldn't control her nature, thanks to the curse that was passed to her by her father.

She had tried many times not to give in to the smell of blood. She had tried to live a normal life in solicitude but her father had crawled out of the abyss of hell to destroy the monster he had created, to kill his daughter.

She dragged herself into the middle of the road, assessing the accident and she was in tears. She had yet to shed human blood. The only thing that coursed through

her veins was rodent blood. If only she could take all of this away.

Crawling and straining, she managed to reach the car where the driver was hanging upside down, dead, from a seatbelt and a woman groaning in pain next to him. This was all her fault. This woman was going to die if she didn't help her. It was the only humane thing she could do to try and fix this. But she had to move quickly.

She grabbed the door and yanked it out of place. She reached inside and pulled

the woman out with great difficulty. The woman's eyes were blood wet, maybe a severe concussion. Kate examined her a little more and she imagined the pain she felt was far more excruciating than it seemed. The woman arced and moaned on the ground. She was trying to say something but failed to force her words out.

‘Help us' was what her eyes were begging for. The man in the car was possibly her husband. This was all too painful to process.

Kate dragged her a little off the road, as far away from danger as possible. She was going to call 911 and then try to seek her safety. She tried to pick the woman's head up but immediately felt a wetness on her back. Pulling her hand out,

"What did I do?" she cried. 

She processed, tears streaming down her face reaching the blood that messed her mouth, reminding her of her malevolent act.

She just took an innocent life. This woman was dead because of her.

Her father was getting closer and she picked herself up, trembling. She started into the woods quickly. But somehow, she had not paid attention to the little boy strapped in the back seat of the smoking car.

She was a monster and that was why those memories of twenty years ago would forever haunt her. Ethan would never forgive her if he found out.

Her father's figure disappeared and Kate closed her eyes, breathing deeply. 

"He's gone," she whispered.