He stops without turning around, showing me his back.
"If you need something, like real food, I can get it for you and Fatih, as a thank you for defending me."
Without even turning, I see his fists clenched tight. I immediately regret what I said.
"Don’t use my name-we’re not friends. And neither Fatih nor I need your pity. We’re not beggars sucking up to a guard for privileges. Don’t ever say that s**t again."
He just crushed me in seconds, and continues:
"I didn’t defend you. I defended Fatih because he’s an elder and I respect him. If he hadn’t stepped in, I would’ve let your colleague keep going."
What a bastard.
I clench my fists and bite my lip to avoid screaming. I really tried to be kind, but he didn’t deserve it.
"Jackass."
In a split second, I’m slammed against the wall
