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

"One more word Scarr and there will be your lips in replacement of your chin" He said in a raspy voice.

"Now tell me what shit you told Xaviar about me?" He asked uttering each word in a grating voice.

"I told her that you are gay and thought that Elliot was too, so you tried to kiss him, which he refused and when he rejected you, you took that revenge by doing that to him" I completed in one whole breath.

He dropped me on the floor the moment he registered my words. "Why the F**k you told her that?....And how did she buy the whole shit!" He asked snapping each word in my direction.

"I showed her the gay pictures I took of you and Harry ...and she bought my lie" I said smiling tightly and happy dancing inside my head at the present picture of fuming Hueson in front of me.

"Your playing with poison Scarr....you'll die the minute you taste it." He said, boring his deep cole black eyes into mine.

Chapter 19