Jenny’s POV
I was pacing back and forth on my room, my nails were digging deep into the palms of my hands so much that l was bleeding but I couldn't feel any physical pain.
My eyes kept darting towards the black burner phone.
"Call me" I whispered frantically into the quiet room, pulling at my hair. "Come on, Simon call me and tell me the devil spawn is dead!"
The waiting was killing me what good things happened to those who wait right?.
I certainly didn't have to wait for long after that because the phone rang and l had it against my ear before the second ring could finish.
"Simon?!" I said my voice sharp, high-pitched, and shaking with excitement. "Is it done?! Did you slaughter him? Is that little bastard boy dead?"
I knew he wouldn't let me down and now there is nothing that ca
