Punching bag

"You don't mean it, I never thought Peter would be that cruel. That I was happy that the boss have found a good man for Miss, one really can't judge people by their facial expressions. Who would have thought Peter is the biblical Pharaoh? If I have the chance, I will remove him from the surface of the Earth to make sure that he doesn't hurt people again. Miss must have suffered from him. I'm really sorry for not protecting you from him. Miss, I'm on my knees, please forgive this lowly servant for not performing his duty", Peter teased while using Smallie's voice. "Peter said you got angry because he was staring at a passing lady, we don't know if he was saying the truth or not." He added.

Juliet was able to relieved herself after she said those words, she was feeling better, when she heard what Peter said, she could only blame herself. "We can't really blame him for everything, we don't know how he grew up. Peter was not really at fault, I don't know why I lost my temper that day, maybe it was because I saw him staring at another lady while I was beside him." After thinking for a while she added. "Do you think I'm liking him?" The question was unexpected. Peter could not arrange his thoughts; He had promised himself that he won't settle down with any girl. He planned looking for sluts when nature require the service. Juliet saying she likes him was out of the picture, he didn't see it coming. Since Peter didn't replying her, she continued, "I know that's not right, but how can I explain myself why I reacted that way if I was asked. I decided to get closer to him because I thought he must have suffered a lot, I thought I would be satisfied if I have him as my brother. But now it seems I was only avoiding the real reason."

Peter was regretting everything, he regretted coming to her room, he also regretted teasing. If he had waited like she requested all this won't have happened. Peter calmed his nerves so he could continue. "Miss should not be worried, you will soon forget about it. Something that happened so fast will come to an end quickly. Miss, why are you still not coming out? It seems you are through with your bath?" Peter asked in Smallie's voice.

"I feel somehow coming out in my towel, how about you go out first and come in once I have my cloth on?" Juliet responded politely and responsibly.

Peter was sad to hear that, he wanted to see how surprised she would be when she sees that she had been conversing with Peter all this while and not Smallie, so he refused to agreed to her request. "Miss, don't worry, just come out, the conversation won't be up to a minute."

She felt that something was off, but because she knew no danger can befall her here, she decided to play along. When she came out of the bathroom and saw Peter standing, she was confused. Having seen her confused face, "you really look good in towel." Peter said using Smallie voice, so as to get her know that she had been conversing with him and not Smallie.

Confirming that she had been talking with him all this while and not Smallie, her blood boiled to the extreme and her anger escalated. She rushed to Peter and punched his face, not caring if her towel would fall or not. Peter also stood there, not moving, allowing her to punch him to her heart contentment so as to relieve her anger. Maybe it was because she was angry, she didn't notice that Peter's nose was bleeding. "Get out." She shouted angrily. "Please don't send me out." Peter pleaded.

"What do you mean? I should not send you out? So you want to look at me while I dress up?" She asked. "I..... ..." Peter was stammering because he could not find the perfect words. "Get out before I kick ur dick." Hearing that his dick would be kicked if he didn't go out, he rushed out of the room. When he was outside, he didn't know if he should go to his room or wait for her to call him in. He decided to wait since he had nothing to do in his room. His nose was bleeding but the blood was not much, he wanted to show her the outcome of her work so he didn't clean it. He could have prevent his nose from bleeding if he wanted to but he didn't, pretending to be an helpless guy.

"If you are still there you can come in." Juliet said after she dressed up. Peter walked in smiling, Juliet had put on her night wear. Seeing that his nose was bleeding, "was that as a result of my punch?" She asked. She quickly get a tissue to get it cleaned, while cleaning his nose she tried as much as possible not to look at his eyes, Peter on the other hand was admiring her beauty, if he knew the angel who was responsible for it, he would have thank him or her specially. "Why didn't you dodge while I was punching you. You could have stopped me from injuring you but you stood there like a punching bag." Her heart was in pain seeing his bleeding nose.

"Your hand were too fast for me to see clearly, I could only endure the pain. It was as if I was facing a real boxer." Peter Joked.

"How can you still have time to joke when you are like this, do you really not care about your health?" Juliet said.The more Peter Joked about it, the more the pain Juliet felt in her heart. 'What can a dying man do?" He thought, but it was as if Juliet heard him. "Is it that you don't have much days to spend again? Are you that injured that you decided to lived the rest of your life peaceful?" Juliet asked with a teary eyes. Peter was surprised that Juliet could tell he was a dying man. Juliet had such thought because she knew no one at such age would decided to live a kind of life that Peter was living. Most people at his age were either in school or at work looking for ways to survive. Thinking about the scar on his chest, she concluded that was the reason.