Lucille
After a while he finally comes back. As soon as he gets into the car, I notice the blood on his face.
I gasp and start to worry but his smile and the way he turns the engine on shows me that everything is fine. His glance comforts me but I still have a bad feeling.
“Are you satisfied now?” I ask and he laughs. “More than satisfied.” I don't understand how someone can be satisfied because of beating the hell out of his own brother but as long as he's happy I'm fine with it.
I'm already used to his insane and crazy moments. Otherwise it would be boring, so I'm not really complaining. As long as he got what he wants I'm pleased too. Everything happened a little different than planned and I don’t know if this all was worth it but apparently it was because the smile on his face says
