"I don't f*****g want to be inside the same room with that asshole. I'm leaving," I said and withdrew my own hand held by Luke.
Luke turned to me and frowned, "Do you know him?" He asked me.
"No—"
"Yes," Benjie and I answered simultaneously. Seeing him right now makes me want to crample his face in my hands. Annoying.
"What's the matter? What happened— Benjie, why is there blood on your lips?" Sister came out of the room we had come from earlier and I heard her approaching us now.
It was only then that I noticed that there was blood on Benjie's lip so I smiled a little. He quickly wiped you and forced a smile to dispel the embarrassment.
"This is nothing, sister, I have some food for the children." He replied frowning at me. He's doing charity? Are you Benjie? The f**k?
