Chapter 14

      

            Blake POV

I stand here and watch my son walks away. 

Once he's out of sight, I walk over and help Tim up from the ground. I look at Tim to see that his wounds aren't healing. I guess my kid has the ability to attack the inner beast of a person as well. He's strong.

I take Tim into the kitchen and hand him a warm wet rag to clean the blood from his face."It's weird how much he looks like you." Tim looks up at me smiling.

"He just pounds your fucking face in and you're sitting here smiling." I lean up against the countertop folding my arms across my chest.

Tim shrug a little. "He's your son what did you expect to happen." He winces as the wet rag touches his face. "Tammy's alive Blake." Tim looks up at me waiting for me to say something.&n