PigSlaughter

Chapter 20

''I thought you'd return but after your phone not over this.'' Atlas lends him his phone while he was laying in bed. His injuries were bandaged and taken care off. He thanks as he takes his phone back and turns it back on, noticing many lost calls from Hela.

His face expression changed, he was confused why would she call him. Then he remembers, his eyes widened as he sees Scarecrow before his eyes.

''I will murder your family do you understand? Keep your promise.''

''No, no you wont.'' he yelled at Atlas which made him flinch and back off.

''Fenrir?''

''Huh.''

He blinks and the person before him simply changes. 

''I have to make a phone call.'' he panicked calls Hela right away  but she wouldn't pick up. He tried again, his stress was driving him mad, biting his nails as his hands were shaking. 

''Hello?'' 

His eyes lightened and let out a loud relieved gasp.

''H-Hi !'' he shutters out 

''Fenrir? You are?'' her calm but worried voice caressed his soul, he missed a familiar sweet voice, he missed comfort.

''Yes, What happened, why did you call me so many times? Did something happen to my family?'' 

It took Hela a second to process all the fast information, she hesitated a bit due to confusion but then she comforted him.

''No, your family is doing alright, I was actually worried about you, are you doing alright? I got a call about you possibly missing..''

Fenrir looks up glaring at Atlas which was carefully watching and listening their conversation.

''Uh, yes I am doing alright.'' he hesitated a bit but he rushed out a response so nothing seems suspicious. 

Atlas shallowed then clicked his tongue, somehow annoyed at the situation this girl created. 

''That's good to hear th-'' she got interrupted by someone else. ''Oh, I am sorry, I will call you later something came up.'' she hanged up before Fenrir got to reply to it, looking at the phone disappointed in the way it finished. He somehow started feeling better knowing at least someone was worried about him.

''Atlas, Scarecrow wants to talk to you.''

''He did all this just for me giving that fuck attention?'' Fenrir nodded. 

He looked away annoying swearing then looked back at Fenrir. 

''If they dare touch you again for business between us only , either try reach me or threaten them.''

Fenrir was surprised at the reaction, he did not expect being protective over him. Was he overprotective over his victims or what is his deal.

Atlas licks his lips annoyed and gets up leaving the room. The air around him was scary it looked like he had wings but not angelic but demonic ones, he looked like his anger was holding an immense power that Fenrir did not want to find out about.

''Hey, Sorry for being late, I finally got here'' instead of being saluted back he got greeted with a slap. Everyone in the Cafe fell into silence throwing dirty looks at the two.

''Are you for real? Is this a joke for you? Where have you been past days? I called and messaged you about Nero's condition and you finally decide to come so late?''