Chapter 16
Jake never made friends easily. His only friend now was Casey, who would always curl up in Jake’s lap every chance that he could get. One evening Jake had fallen asleep on the sofa with Casey purring comfortably beside him. Jake began to toss and turn, visions of dead birds and dead cats plaguing his dreams.
He thrashed about, and in doing so, bumped into Casey, startling him, so that he turned and swatted Jake with his front claws.
Jake awoke with a start, feeling a burning sensation in his side where Casey had clawed him. Blood trickled through his shirt. He turned to look at Casey who now was hissing at Jake, partly because Jake had hurt him when he rolled on him, but more because of the way that Jake was glaring at him.
Jake sat up, his side now in agony, and he tried to grab the cat. He was still groggy from just having wakened up and was not quick enough. The cat pounced and struck Jake again, letting go with a spine-chilling shriek.
Mrs. Keller heard the commotion, and came into the living room, just in time to see Jake hitting Casey with the poker from the fire place.
The cat fell in a heap, and Jake was just about to strike again, when Mrs. Keller yelled at Jake to stop.
Jake turned his wrath now on Sadie Keller, who in Jake’s mind was not his friend and needed to be punished, just as his mother had been punished for lying to him.
He started toward her with a menacing, insane stare that frightened Sadie. She tried to back away but caught her heel on the rug and toppled over.
Jake was upon her in an instant, and without hesitation, crushed her skull. After several moments, he had his talk with her.
“YOU BITCH!” he screamed. “Look what you made me do. I hope you’re happy.” And with this he turned his attention back to Casey, but it was too late for him as well. He too was dead. Jake was now alone again, with no friends left to talk to.
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