Maniac

LEILANI

“What?” I gasp in shock.

Malcolm ignores me and rises from his seat. I grab hold of his hand to stop him from walking away.

“How can you just drop an information like this and suddenly try to leave without explaining things to me?” I ask, still in shock. Disbelief clearly written on my face.

“What? You suddenly want to believe my words right now?” Malcolm asks and pulls his arm off my grasp.

“Malcolm,” I whisper in shock at the force he used in pulling his hand away.

“What Leilani? What! I'm sick and tired of constantly having to explain myself to you countless number of times. I try to please and understand you all the time, but you keep making things hard for me. Tell me, do you even believe what I just said about Elodie?” He suddenly throws a question at me.

I stare at him without saying a word. Honestly, this news is a shocker and I'm having a hard time believing it.

“See, you don’t,” he says. Casting one last look at me, he dumps his cutleries, not caring if they f