Humberto’s point of view
“Dehumla?” I repeated as I walked out of Gina’s room, “I know that name? Is it…”
I shook my head and scoffed, “No… it can’t be… I am sure someone just came up with that name.”
I walked the corridor as memories of the old days with Demetri surged through my mind, far before the time that Demetri did the abomination that had set us apart, we used to be great friends.
Everyone thought we were brothers, because we went everywhere together from the night we collided with each other.
I walked down the alley, holding the sticks of roasted meat I just bought. I looked down at both of them on both my hands as I smiled and licked my lips, “Yum… I love these st…”
Bum!
Someone bumped into me and one of my meat sticks fell on the wet muddy floor, “Uhh,” I groaned and loo
