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

Pushing him completely from my form I gritted out "Your too early Hueson-"

I was cut off with his finger that pressed against my lips"Shut the F*ck up will ya?.... I decided the time, so I will be the one to change it. Go and fu*kg change we're leaving now!" His hoarse voice changed to a gruff bark.

Not contemplating I carefully entered the house and shut the door on his face, which he didn't tried to react. Mom and dad were standing in the hallway gaping at me with wide eyes.

"I heard someone's going on a date tonight?" My dad screeched in a fake cheerleaders voice.

"It's not a date dad! We're just going to a near cafe...Hueson is giving me Spanish classes. " A smooth lie escaped my lips just like the other times.

"Oh! I totally heard your conversation with Hueson outside the door, but I was cut off by your mom dragging me out of the business" He pouted like a seven year old.

Chapter 97