Chapter 8

CHAPTER 8

WHEN I SAW Santi, it was as if I just wanted to cry. Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched him fight the three men who had been like demons earlier when laughing while imagining the things they would do to me.

I saw how Santi resisted the blows of the three men and when he had the chance he would recover the blow and it would hit the men.

"What's the matter with you ?! If you want, let's just share with Miss beautiful" a man offered when he stood up from Santi's fall

"Right! If you want, you can be the first" the other agreed

"I want your fvcking faces out of my sight, you fvcking shits" Santi said with emphasis on every word he says

"What are you, luck? Then you're going to have her all by yourself? We told you let's just share her" a man insisted.

"I don't fvcking care on what are you fvcking saying so better fvcking leave before I fvcking bury your fvcking faces 5 meters under the fvcking ground" Santi said impatiently

Honestly, Santi is scary while speaking. But I'm still thankful because he came

"I suggest you to leave if you won't cooperate with us unless you want to be beaten!" said the man who first grabbed me and was about to punch Santi but Santi grabbed his hand but the other two men also rushed to Santi and punched him on his cheeks close to his mouth

Santi recovered immediately and punched them until they lay on the floor due to a series of punches and kicks released by Santi.

"Now, leave!" Santi said in a loud voice

The three men quickly ran away even their body is full of wounds.

I felt mixed emotions at those times. Hope, fear, nervousness, tiredness, and many more. And I couldn't hold back my tears, they just dripped when he looked at me.

I couldn't stop myself from running to him for a hug and crying in his arms as my hands keep on trembling.

At first, he just stood there but later he also slowly wrapped his arms around me to hug me back which makes me cry even harder.

He's not saying anything, he's not comforting me, he's just standing while hugging me but that's enough to make me feel better and secured. His hugs make me feel comfortable.

I'm scared. What if he didn't see me? What if he doesn't come? I don’t know what things can happen to me.

I thought nothing bad would happen to me because I believe in the saying 'Don't judge a book by its cover' but I was wrong. There are still people who will still do bad things to you even if you don't do anything wrong to them.

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~ Ladybumbum