The Cat - PART 6

A cloudy day when the summerrain fell in steady streams, Nancy was looking after the cat. She dabbed the ugly wound with a handkerchief. The cat suddenly winced.

"Sorry", Nancy quickly said.

She walked backwards. The cat followed her, it guarded her with an almost furious look. Nancy took a deep breath. She would soon fall into the hay. The cat hurled ahead and bit Nancy's knee. Nancy cried out. The face was distorted in pain. She fell into the hay at once. The cat opened the mouth and Nancy saw the glimmer of the teeth.

"Nice cat", she whispered with shaky voice.

The cat attacked her again and scratched the neck with its sharp claws.

"Dad!" Nancy bawled. "Help!"

The family heard the bawl through the window. Jack ran inside the barn. The cat hissed. The eyes of Nancy were tattered, the pupils was about to flow out. The cat had bite off half of the upper lip and were (at the present moment) busy with slurping a bit of the collar bone. Lizzie and Sue came running.

"What has happened? What has happened?" Lizzie hysterically asked.

Sue had already begun to scream and now Lizzie did it too. The room echoed with inarticulated sounds while the cat tucked into its victim. The teeth cut their way through the forehead. Jack clutched his brown shotgun and screamed:

"Die, you execrable animal!"

The shots went off. One, two, three. The cat got off. Jack cussed. The cat attacked the foot of Sue. Jack raised the gun again. Bang! The cat once again stood aside. It disappeared through a hole in the wall.

"It escaped", Sue whined.

The tears were shining in her eyes.

"Oh, Nancy. Did you love the animal so much that you let it kill you?"

Jack held his gun.

"No, no", Lizzie protested.

"Oh yes", said Jack. "The cat escaped. Don't you see? It destroyed our lives. And now.... when Nancy no longer exists...."

"Alright", said Lizzie and gulped. "Take the gun and shoot me. I don't wanna live without Nancy. I don't see the point of continuing this life."

Her eyes were vacant and empty.

"Alright", said Jack resolutely. "I'll help you first. That way you won't see me do it. Lay down, Lizzie. Hold Sue."

Sue began to cry again.

"Let me go, Mum! Let me go!"

"No!" Lizzie shouted. "Be quiet!"

"Are you ready?" Jack mumbled.

"Yes", said Lizzie quietly. "I've always loved you. Goodbye Jack. Do it now."

Jack raised the barrel and shoot. Bang! He went down on his knees and bursted into uncontrollable crying.

"God, forgive me! I killed them.... I killed them...."

He picked up his jack knife and stabbed it straight into the throat.