35

WILLOW

Kenzo is on my feet, his head on my legs and I look at him in disgust. My parents probably sneaked him in. I place my bag on my table and I try to push him away, cause if he sneaked in he would have been here since the time I came in the morning.

"I am sorry for trying to take advantage of you," He says as he looks up at him. His nose and his forehead is covered with bandages. He deserves every punch that lands on his ugly ass face.

"You deserve every wound inflicted on your body," I say as I push him away.

"Please, just tell me you forgive me at least for that incident," He says.

"Would you leave If I do?" I ask with my arms crossed.

"Yes, please" he says

"Alright then, please leave. Your apologies have been accepted, you don't need to bring yourself in here and ruin the peace of my office," I say before I push those hands away from my leg.

I walk over to my chair and he still remains there. He looks up at me and ignores him.

"Look at the way you are getting treated because