~Enzo~
“Sir, I don’t think you should leave…” the security guard said, blocking my path.
“Move… or you'll have your job to be sorry for.” I snapped, trying to limp my way toward the parking lot.
“But your father instructed us to search the whole hospital for you..”
I exhaled sharply. “And I’m instructing you to act like you didn’t see me. Let me through.” My voice strained; my side felt like hell was twisting inside it.
There was no way I was staying here to listen to my father nag me into the afterlife. I’d rather crawl into one of the villas, hide for a few days, and pray he cooled off.
I pulled out a tip and raised it between us.
“Bu..but…”
“No buts, man.” I slapped the money into his hand. “Do this for me. In fact, here.” Another tip. “Whatever happens is on me. Just open the d
