Nathaniel's rage, fear, and
jealousy had overtaken him. The timid, submissive cat was nowhere to be
found in that body. The Nathaniel that was moving toward Matthias was all
business, intent on salvaging the one good thing he had ever had in his
life...his relationship with Tyler. He had been rejected, used, and abused
all his life...and this was it. NO MORE. NO MORE! "NO MORE!!!" he screamed.
"I am not going to let you push me aside. I am not going to let your presence
overshadow me...I WILL NOT LET YOU REPLACE ME!" His voice was harsh and
loud beyond measure.
All the fear, pain, loneliness, and
rage that Nathaniel had EVER felt came out in that instance. He ran forward,
clipping Matthias' jaw, snapping his head back with a painful jerk. He
let out a primal scream as he geared up for a second assault. Matthias
had only time enough to set up a defensive posture. Nathaniel grabbed him,
pushing him down and pouncing on top of him. He was screaming, crying,
and pounding into Matthias as all the terrors and memories of his past...all
the rejections, fear, loneliness...surfaced and flowed through him to the
fists that were turning Matthias to a bloody pulp.
He almost didn't notice when Matthias
threw up his hands in a gesture of submission. Tears, mixed with blood
from his own injuries and those of Matthias, streaked his face. He fell
backwards, weak and spent trying to figure out what Matthias was up to.
