Chapter 18: Conscious

"Where were you?!"

Rose glared at Demi who nervously chuckled. "Oh, Demitri just ran away and went to watch the commotion. Nothing serious."

Her sarcastic tone made the said boy shiver in fear as he felt his aunt's grip go tighter. John got the message and gave a nod of response, she may be very gentle and have a good heart but she can be scary. The guard cleared his throat and a small awkward smile etched to his lips.

Noticing the awkward tension, Rose sighed and calmed down but her grip on Demi's hand still remained. "I am sorry, I shouldn't have answered that way. I was worried."

"It's alright, I understand." John said.

"Auntie, my hand hurts." Demi squeaked as he looked away from his aunt, afraid to look at her in the eyes. After all, it was his fault.

Rose's grip lightened up and her thumb rubbed the sore wrist. "Please, just don't run off like that, do you understand?"