Oscar
When I heard that Tasha was taken to the station, I thought of the worst case scenerios and couldn't stay put.
I rushed down to the station and heard her wailing. I wasn't sure I was hearing right because the Tasha I knew didn't wail but what can I expect? She was full of surprises.
I got closer and heard her conversation. The guards at my front helped push the crowd aside for a clear passage for me.
"Who dares bully my girl?!" I demanded to know. She turned and so did the woman who had been squeezing her wrist. "Let go!" I glared at her and out of fear, she let go of Tasha immediately.
"Oscar, what...what are you doing here?" She asked with a soft yet pain filled voice.
She was very good at acting but bad at lying, why was that? Didn't those two go together?
I walked towards her and held out her arm, her wrist was totally red. I frowned and looked up at this woman who had dared to hurt her.