33 Runners - Pt 01 (1/2)

Next Morning...

Selina Johnson | Apartment | ~09:00

-Having fun, I suppose? Finally being able to walk like you used to?

-Selina!? You startled me, actually I have been feeling empty since you couldn't make it home last night. You know, I like this apartment.

-...

-A little walking might help I thought. One step at a time toward the goal.

-Isn't it a bit too convenient? 'One step at a time toward the goal' huh?

-You gotta keep at it no matter what, right?

-No matter what!! You..,- It happened swiftly. The rage inside me couldn't hold back and my body moved automatically before I could finish the sentence. Probably seeing him in a fragile state helped so that I could hold back while slapping him.

-Aghh...ouch!!,- Sean, my new cousin got another taste of the beating he had already gone through. It was probably a shock. But still I couldn't gather any pity for his broken self lying in the ground.

-SCOUNDREL! You..

-(Sound of mild laughter)..no fair; if we're going to have ourselves a little sibling brawl, then I think we should wait until I..

-SHUT UP! You sick bastard! Where's my pocket mirror that I gave you? In the hospital? Remember?

-Agghhh; c'mon give me a hand, will you?

-Don't. Fuck around. Look! Guess where I found it? This little mirror was hanging from the pocket of one of the two guys YOU sent after Layla.