Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Jessica stared unblinking, her vision filled with nothing but those bloody marks.

She'd known he was hurt that day, but she hadn't realized there wasn't a single patch of unbroken skin left on his back.

As Zachary stepped out of the house, he found a crowd gathered at the front door. He walked over and saw the stripes of blood covering the entire expanse of Timothy's back.

Sallie's voice trembled as she looked at Jessica. “He's injured. I asked him how it happened, but he wouldn't say. We're twins-I can sense a little of what he's feeling. Besides you, who else could make him get hurt like that?"

The world went black for Jessica. Her body went limp as she fainted, but Vince, his entire focus on Timothy's wounds, didn't notice.

“Salome!” Zachary shouted when he saw Jessica about to collapse, ready to rush forward.

Yates was closest to Jessica. Reacting quickly, he caught her around the waist and pulled her into his arms before she could hit the ground.

Timothy spun around in alarm, catching sight of Jessica in Yates' embrace. Clutching his chest, he tried to go to her, but his legs gave way and he nearly fell.

Sallie and Sandra managed to steady him just in time.

mind raced with panic. His daughter had only

called her name softly, forcing himself

and Sandra held

to the hospital first," Sandra

front, and Yates

them, and the car

Sallie. "Take me

he needed medical attention too. The

either side of Timothy in the back,

skin was icy cold. She instructed the driver to turn up the

quietly beside them,

once been whole was now in pieces. One by

will only destroy what's left-if this keeps up, there'll be no going back with the Zimmerman family. Mrs. Zimmerman has always

never meant for