Daddy Should Play Fair

Elena

“Are you a fucking fool? Why would you have stood there doing nothing when she placed a knife on your neck? Are you trying to die in her hands.” Worried filled, with a driving anger hatched on Diego, and the endearing tone which he used on me. His eyes unable to part from the wound on my neck.

His eyes feeding In total ruinous trance, and he was trying to manage and hold himself from yelling with his eyes which continuously grew hard on my skin which was cut open.

I gulped unable to come up with a proper word, thought he found me in the position which spelt that I was defenseless and me moving recklessly would have gotten Lisa putting the knife even more deeper.

A knock sounded and his irritation beaten voice popped, telling the person to come in. We where back in the room. This time the atmosphere heaved out with toxicity.

Head down, feet slowly padding, the person walked in holding a first aid box.

“What are you doing, standing like a fool? Drop and leave.” His voice and eye