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

"I'm fine Dolph! " His voice hoarse.

I smiled at him and sat on the chair beside the bed.

When I reached Hospital mom was outside the room sitting on a bench crying her eyes out. I was worried shit less when I saw her crying that way.

But dad handled her taking out of the hospital. "Troy went to register a complaint against those men."

"What happened that they hit you, and did you recognised anyone of them?"

"I don't know; When Troy went to park his bike. Few bulgy men started hitting me on the road itself. I tried to defence myself but there were around five of them. It was too dark outside, but soon Troy came and they ran away!." He answered closing his eyes.

"Were there no people on the road who couldn't help you? " I asked still confused with the whole incident.

"No I was all alone. Troy said maybe they were one of his fighting oponent."

Chapter 124