Chapter 154

About his age smiling, he also smiled at him.

She lowered her head shyly, before she walked away quickly.

He stalked his book in his locker, in the locker room, he heard the faint familiar voice calling out for help.

He quickly dashed out of the locker room, running very fast towards the wood, he was just in time to see Biggie and his friends, molesting the girl who has helped him earlier.

“Run!” she yelled at him.

Biggie slapped her face hard.

Smack!

“Shut up, bitch.” he hollered at her, 

she laid on the ground helplessly, young Sylvester clenched his fists tightly and a glint surfaced in his eyes momentarily.

“He wants to beat us” Biggie mocked looking back his friends, laughed at his commented.

His face darkened, he stepped forward and lifted his hand to hit Sylvester, he grabbed his wrist, and squeezed it, crushing his bones, his face grimace.

He lifted the other hand to hit him, but he was kicked on to kneel.

Smack!

And he was forced on his knees, Sylvester still held on to his wrist, making him squeezed his face painfully, tears clog to the corners of his eyes.

“Please…” he pleaded, stuttering, his friends, seeing the turn of tides, jilted him, Sylvester eyes turned red, the moment he looked towards Abigail, her nose bleeding.

He quickly let him go, his body churning to have a taste of the blood, he quickly darted off.

“Sylvester!” 

He heard her calling him, but he couldn't wait for her, he ran into the locker room, and shut the door.

He grimaced and sat on the floor, feeling uncontrollable desire.

“Are you in there?” he heard her say, he darted towards the window, and leapt towards it, shattering the glass.

He stood from the bed and strode casually, inside the kitchen, he filled a glass with water, he heard the lady he had captured earlier whimpering.

He ignored her and went up to his room, he lay on the bed, and blank his mind before drifting to a deep slumber.

Jeane and Jeame got home on feet, Old Man Bill was death worried, the moment he saw the gate pulled open, even when they were meters away, from the balcony he was.

He quickly came down and went to meet them, Jeane was surprised “Dad, you are still awake?” she asked, shocked.

Old Man Bill caressed her hair “silly girl, I was awakened when I heard you left the house without your bodyguard…” she embraced her and turned to Jeame “thank you” he appreciated.

Jeame nodded and walked away, he stood from a distance and glanced at the father and daughter before he went inside the house.

The sunlight rays seeped into the ward, Linda kept in, she was awake, her back leaning on the wall, and a drip attached to her left arm.

The door opened and Berger stepped in with a smile, she managed an unnatural smile the moment she saw him, he dropped what