ErzaLockhart_8373

Felon
/fè-lun/
Cruel; Wicked. 


I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. 


"Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. 
[I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.]



I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. 



"You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. 



"I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. 



"But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

Cruel; Wicked. The Felon

'Life is Life's greatest gift. Guard the life of another creature as you would your own, because it is your own. On life's scale of values,the smallest is no less precious to the creature who owns it than the largest.'


Sitting on the bed with my new golden fish gifted by Troy, meant everything to me in my own world. Being an introvert, fishes always seeked my attention. 


Just like other people say they were like cute little people with fins. 


Fishes are silent pets, and that's what I love about them. They never bark or mew like dogs and cats. Not that I'm complaining about those cute species. 


Fishes listen to you and never complain. 


My last fish which I named Gale, died when I came back from the very first day of my School. I didn't cry at the withering fact. 


Tears shows that you're weak. People get easily hacked off if you show them your tears. 


You don't want to deal with a crying baby your whole life. You get irritated. 


Chapter 11