Belle
That bastard. He ignored me like some decayed hell that it was making me go sick now. And what did he say? He was that child's father. Hah, this joke was awful. How could a high school boy have a grown-up kid?
“Why does shortie look so mad?”
Heeding Liam's voice, I pulled myself up, and swiveling back, I found him across the staircase. “You better don't make fun of me.” I scowled murderously. A while ago, that brat was after me and now, if Liam starts, I swear, I will tie them together and beat them up to death.
“Did that guy leave already?” He asked. As I nodded in response, he lifted a brow. “Why?”
“I don't know. But he told me that something urgent... came up.” Well, I didn't know if it was true or not but I had to find an excuse. So, I just used the one he acquainted me wit
