“Still, don’t know how to suppress your heartbeat?” Slay asked and moved a little closer to me.
“He always learns stupid things than the important ones.” Gifford smoked heavily on his cigarettes.
“How long were you standing there?” Slay turned to me with a question.
“I just…umm…kinda…got here…”
Gifford groaned. “Stop with the lies, fucker.”
“My heart beats faster when I get tense.” I defended myself from them. Why must he know everything?
“If you are innocent, you don’t need to get insecure or tense about something so stupid. It is because you know what you did. That’s why you feel tense.” He wouldn’t take his gaze off me.
“Whatever.” I feigned, frowned and turned my back on them. “I gotta check on things.” There was nothing I was checking on. I just wanted to get the hell
