Soldier Boy

{ARMANDO}

Let no one tell you that sometimes I tend to lose control because if I did right now the bodyguards would be rushing here and trying to separate me from the only annoying Mr. Smith.

I have no idea how I can fight him if my temper gets the better of me since we are in the dark, but I guess it is easy, I can just throw punches and kicks here and there in the hope that I can hit him wherever.

Does it matter where I will hit him?

No, it doesn't.

My mind has become more active than it has been for the past few days. This man is the only person apart from my dear dad who can make me feel like this in less than one minute. Just one look at him reminds me why I want to go to my place and hide there forever.

Not because I fear him but rather the way I loathe him to my deepest core.

"Armando."