My Dangerous Boy's

Part 40 - Two Girl On The Photo

Holy crap....

The man closed both his eyes. He must first strengthen his heart to accept all the curses of the girl later.

He has no other choice.

"****, what are you doing!" shella screeched loudly when she felt her body suddenly float upwards.

"Be quiet" Zavier murmured and continued to carry the girl inside the house. Shella thrashed around in that embrace, making Zavier just sigh tired as he glanced at her.

Feeling that his strength was not enough to resist, he finally stopped his rebuttal. Shella frowned in annoyance and raving indistinctly, which she must have been condemning Zavier.

"You're really chatty" said Zavier and laid the woman on the couch.

The pair of brown eyes looked at Shella who was also looking at her. This girl's face looked dirty and sour, making Zavier want to laugh at her right now. However, he knew that this was not the right time to ridicule someone.

"There's cloth?" ask Zavier.

"Why?" shella asked as she crossed her arms, making the man feel a little intimidated.

"To clean your dirty-looking face, baby," Zavier cheered.

Shella looked at the man with an uneasy look. "There's in that drawer."

Zavier followed the direction Shella pointed to, then walked to the drawer in question. Just now the man was about to turn around when he had found a cloth, accidentally his eyes caught a photo on top of the drawer. He approached himself and looked at the photo of two women who were embracing each other and smiling sweetly.

Zavier knew one of these girls. The girl on the right was Shella, and she did not know the girl on the left.

Actually, he already knew Shella's whole life. His sister, his parents, where he went to school, to the smallest things. Zavier had checked everything until no one was left behind. But looking at this picture, he did not recognize the little girl on the left who might be younger than Shella.

Maybe this is his friend? They seemed to have a good relationship, Zavier wondered.

"Who is this?" zavier asked curiously and carried the photo as he walked towards Shella.

Arriving in front of Shella, Zavier showed the photo he had just found earlier.

However, unexpectedly, Shella snatched the object from Zavier's grasp, then put it on the table, as if the photo should not be held by anyone.

Zavier scrunched his forehead faintly. What's wrong with this girl?

"Is he your friend?" zavier asked once more, not realizing that Shella's countenance had become cloudy.

"Just think your own business!" shella couldn't stand the man in front of her. He let out a frustrated sigh and stared exasperatedly at Zavier.

"Oh, all right," said Zavier slowly because it seemed that Shella did not want to talk about the girl in the photo. It's okay, he can still find out for himself about that.

Zavier rubbed Shella's face using the cloth he had taken out slowly, cleaning up all the dirty soil that was stuck. He grimaced a little when he realized his actions had crossed the line. The man seriously continued his activities until he unconsciously his eyes suddenly fixated on the blue eyes of Shella.

"Please treat my leg" Shella ordered. He felt uncomfortable with their closeness, let alone the gaze that the brown eyes had placed on him. His heart suddenly pumped quickly, as well as his blood that felt rustling.

"Hmmm.." Zavier immediately jumped to his senses. He blinked his eyes a few times, then quickly directed his gaze at Shella's feet. He grimaced again for the second time when he found the woman's knee injured.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you some medicine" said Zavier and left his place. But he spontaneously hit his head when suddenly remembered something.

"Where's the cure?" he asked and turned to Shella.

The blue eyes looked at him obliquely, accompanied by a movement on the thin mouth. "In that chocolate closet."

For a moment, Zavier was fixated for a moment in his place. Those blue eyes were hypnotizing him, locking all of his working nerves. But in the next second, he immediately shook his head quickly and turned towards the brown cabinet. Aih, what's wrong with you Zavier.....

****

"OKAY. It's ready." Zavier saved the red medicine he was wearing back to Shella's knee. He put the medicine bottle in the box, then put it back in the closet.

"Ah, yes. I just remembered that the gate in front of the house had not been closed. Can you help me do it?" shella asked as the man was about to turn around.

"Hm.. Alright. Wait a minute," Zavier said and immediately rushed out.

Seeing that, shella's thin reddish lips twitched faintly. He continued to look straight at the figure of a sturdy body that had disappeared behind the door of his house.

7 May 2020