GABRIEL
As soon as I saw the door flung open and raging Cameron strode inside, I knew what I should be prepared for. But nothing could prepare you to face Cameron Jones' anger.
"Fuck!", I wailed in pain after receiving a good punch right in my face.
But he was not done yet. He was about to land another one, but I held his hand because I couldn't take anymore.
"Hey! That one was good enough alright!"
"You still have a nerve to argue about that Gabriel?! What the hell is wrong with you! Where the fuck is Bria? Do you know what will happen if King gets to know about it?" He yelled, running his hand through his brown hair anxiously. His blue eyes which usually expressed either playfulness or ruthlessness now were morphed into panic.
I sat in the chair as my head spun. I just hoped that punch would not leave any bruises on my face, or I didn't know how to answer Adam's pile of questions.