Chapter Seven.

Nathaniel’s Obsession

Days later, Nathaniel was already up and walking again. He was back to cursing and slamming everything in his path. He let his sister down. He let his parents down once again. Isobel never wanted to be part of anything, but he always forced like he usually does.

A groan left his lips as he downed almost half the contents of the vodka bottle, sitting on the kitchen counter.

“You know drinking that much alcohol at once can never be good for you. Hell, you shouldn’t even be standing now,” Rosalyn said from where she sat, having breakfast. She had already missed three days of work and she was sure she was fired.

“You survived a gunshot wound and you don’t even seem happy about it. Do you know how many people actually die from those in the hospital? The hospital, you know where I should be right now, ” Her voice oozing with sarcasm as she said the last part.

Nathaniel only ignored her. He didn’t need to be thinking about how he wanted to get in between her thighs right