chapter 52

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Laila's POV

Both Vicky and I talked with the police officer. He said Hellboy had been reported fighting with a guy at the bar and he was going to be released. We were both waiting for him outside the station Hoping he was fine. Vicky hadn't talked much about last night's encounter and I wasn't ready to talk about it either.
All I wanted was to go home with Hellboy and cook him a nice lunch. I decided to forget about what Tania had said and pretend she just had a breakdown. Hell never do anything to hurt me. He had been so nice to me.
"Hey", I heard his voice from behind and I turned back quickly, a smile spreading across my face. I ran to where he was and crashed in a hug. Finally I got to see him again. He wrapped his big arms around me chuckling at my gestures towards him.
" I can see my babygal came to see me", I heard another voice from behind us, and guess who is was...Don. That son of a bitch. So when the police officer said Hellboy was fighting, that was the bastard he was fighting with? Why?
We both turned to him and Hellboy's hand balled. I gave him a gentle squeeze in the hand and his muscles relax.
"We should go now", j said holding his hand and leading him out of there. He followed me back without protesting.
" Laila, please, wait", he called and I turned surprised at his polite request. He actually said please. Well I should have brought to jail long time ago. I felt like giving him a chance to talk and say whatever he wanted. He walked closer to us.
"I need to talk to her alone", he said to Hellboy and I signalled him it was okay. He however refused to leave and tightened our hands. It'd be harder than I thought.
" its okay Hellboy. I'll be Fine ", I said assuring him but still he didn't move.
" its not that I'm worried about. I don't want him feeding you with lies. We should leave", he pulled my hand but I didn't flinch. He looked down at me and I gave him a smirk.
"Please", I plead and he hesitated before let my hand go and walked away. Don moved closer to me with a smile spreading across his face, trying to hold my hand but I jabbed away. Accepting to talk to him, didn't mean I trusted him.
" I miss you Lay. And I know I have been a little rough towards you but I'm sorry. I need you back", he said and I gave him a blank look. I didn't know if he was being genuine or just trying to trick me.
"Please forgive me. I promise I won't force the surgery on you again. I want you just the way you are. You are beautiful to me. I swear", I said and I was about to lose it. Now he thinks I'm beautiful after all the years he spent tormenting me? Maybe its because he saw I stood up for myself and Hellboy was already in my life. Of course it was jealousy. Why else would he want me back?
" Listen Don, I'm happy wherever I am and I've moved on. You should do the same. And yes I definitely forgive you ", instead he chuckled. Melancholy chuckle. His face turned from smily to glare.
" I did my best to get you in a easier way but since you chose to be stubborn, I'll...", he said grabbing my hand and pulling me away towards thr road. I started screaming and trying to loose his grip but he was so strong. The next thing I realised was Hellboy hitting him hard on the jaw that he released my hand and fell down. He stood up smirking holding his jaw in place when Hellboy stood beside me.
"Didn't I tell you to leave her alone? She left you already. She doesn't want you anywhere her, don't you get that?", he shouted at him but Don smirked.
" she knows pretty much how I operate but does she know you? Do you know this guy Lay? Who is trying to be all protective to you but biting you behind your back ", Hellboy moved closer to ready to punch him but I stopped him. He looked at me, held my hand and pulled me away from Don.
" don't listen to his shit. I'm taking you home." He said as we further walked away. Don continued to laugh hysterically and my curiosity to know what he was talking about grew. Tania's words came flashing back in my mind and I stood Hellboy turning back at me with a glare.
"I've got to listen to what he has to say",

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