the light in his dark

Part 68

"You fucking bastard !"

My fist rapidly meet with a random part of his face but that spot surely hurt. The sound of my hand is following by a loud and long wince

"p-please"

I laugh

Pathetic

"please what ?" I put my hands on my knees and look at him so that our eyes are aligned

"I didn't- please I-" he stutters "p-please have mercy-y" his words are basicly inaudible behind his sobs

I tilt my head so my right ear is facing him "excuse me what ?" I taunt "have mercy ? That's what you're asking me ?"

He nods rapidily. His eyes are closing hard and his lips are trembling

I think I might have missed doing this shit 

I nod "Alright" I stand up "I'll have mercy"

He sighs in relieve

"But," I point my finger up "I'll have mercy if you tell me the truth"

he lets out a loud and shaky breath following by a sob "I told you the truth"

"See, the problem Dylan is that I don't believe you" I rest my hands on my hips "and you Travis ? Do you believe him ?"

Travis smirks knowingly and shakes his head "absolutely not"

I sigh turning back toward our dear Dylan "You are in the business since a long time Dylan" I say "So you know praticaly everyone, am I right ?"

He nods

"So you know that my dearest friend, Travis is the best at reading people. Since you've been here, has Travis ever been wrong in reading other people " I ask

He shakes his head and squeezes his eyes shut again letting out some pathetic tears falling along his red cheeks

I nod "that's what I was thinking"

Every calm nerves I still have in me are suddenly throwing away from my body by my angry nerves who take back the control

"You have five fucking seconds to tell me why the fuck Sam saw you running out of my office yesterday ?" I yell making him flinch

"I was looking for y-you. But w-when I saw you weren't t-there I stepped out-t" He cries

I scoff "you stepped out ? Does stepping out mean to you running away with papers in your hands ?"

He shakes his head "p-please" he cries "i'm so-orry"

"why are you sorry Dylan" I cross my arms

Do we finally have a beginning of an explanation ?

"I didn't want to d-do that" He shakes his head again and again

Or not

I roll my head out of frustration and grab my knife from behind my pants and plant it on his thigh "What the fuck didn't you want to do ?" I yell

He really annoys me right now

In case it's not obvious

His scream is able to pierce every ears around the place and probably even more. I roll my eyes and Travis groans ''shut the fuck up''

Travis told me this morning he has a headache so it probably wasn't a pretty good idea to bring him here

"You better start talking and stop turning around your fucking words because believe me, it's not going to end up well for you if you keep making me wait" I say through my teeth