Chapter 50
Elliot's POV
"May I ask what happened?" The elderly doctor asked me.
A few minutes earlier, I arrived in this small clinic that seemed almost impossible to find by anyone. I'm glad I was able to get here to get treatment soon. I was starting to feel like my burns were worse.
Raising my eyes off the white floors, I looked up to the doctor. "I got ambushed by coffee," I said to him.
He gave me an incredulous look. I pursed my lips and hid my embarrassment. I seriously don't understand what happened today.
"Kids," he mumbled. "You don't look like a gangster," he murmured as he finished up treating my skin burns and putting light bandages on them. They weren't that bad. A little ointment in my arms, a part in my neck later, and I'll be fine.
"Are you a gangster?" He asked
