6 My transmutation IIII

Rogelio didn't even know what to do and Hugo on his side was fed up with just talking so he tried to hurt me and while we struggled Rogelio also took a knife and got behind me, I kicked Rogelio away but Hugo managed to hurt me and then I kicked him away from me, for some reason I remembered a note that said in case of emergency call Elvis and so I did, I asked him to hurry up and come for me and then I would explain to him.

As I could I looked for a suitcase and put everything I could, when I was taking out the suitcase there was a knock at the door and it was Elvis, a boy of robust build and dark skin, he had very accentuated his father's features, although his nose and eyes were his mother's with outlined features, he was almost 1. 80, his eyes were gray and his hair was light brown, he called an ambulance and gave the address, when he saw my blood he took off his red, white and blue checkered shirt and rolled it up to make pressure, I saw him confused but he understood that we could not talk calmly there.

So I managed to wash my hands quickly and we got out of there, it was hard for me to walk so he had to carry me, then he took me out of his arms and opened the door and then the trunk, so I went in carefully and he told me

Elvis: Mistress, don't worry, I will take you to my trusted doctor.

For some reason I was grateful that he did not say the name but the diminutive, he took me to his trusted doctor and told him a lie that we were going to be robbed and the guy stabbed me.

After treating my wounds and doing some stitches, Elvis took me to his other house, I didn't trust him but I heard Ama's voice saying to me

Amanda's voice: trust him and thank you Sapphire.

I smiled a little and agreed to rest my eyes but to be attentive, I felt how the boy looked for a coat behind him and while there was a queue on the road I stretched it and put it in my arms until I heard him whisper

Elvis: Do you have a tattoo.

He didn't wake me up at any point, in fact he turned on the radio and left it on low key with soft music. When we arrived at his house he asked me to wait for him so he took the suitcase out first and then opened the door for me while he held out his hand and said

Elvis: come down carefully, let me know if it's hard for you to walk.

I smiled and thanked him, he could walk but a little slow, we arrived at the apartment he inherited from his parents, so that way I would not look at that woman who claimed to be my mother and the twins.