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

Entering my house I saw dad reading a newspaper, and when he saw me entering, a ghost like smile spreaded along his lips, and I cringed totally forgetting about yesterday's horrifying date. Mom soon came out of the kitchen mirroring my fathers aspect.

"God! I said you both it was not a date" I asserted, rolling my eyes annoyingly.

"I heard you guys had a rough kiss" My dad screeched rubbing his both palms with a toothy smile.

Pursing my lips I tried to process, how in the hell he came to know about the kiss. And on queue my phone rang displaying a pouting Xaviar. Rolling my eyes I took the phone and said to my gawking parents, who pouted when I said. "I need to take this call, but let me tell you guys I didn't kissed anyone"

"Sure. Anyone, but Hueson." My dad said with a high five in my mom's direction, who smiled ear to ear.

"Hey my kissed parrot!" Were her words the moment I pressed the phone onto my ear.

Chapter 113