Chapter Twenty

Austin couldn't close his eyes throughout that night, after that happened. He sat at the edge of his bed, with his mopping stick held tightly to his chest, ready to smash Tasha's head into the wall. He automatically saw her as a threat to his life. Hearing her call his name, he flung his phone straight to the wall and went right under his bed. His breathing was uneven, and even with the air-conditioner on, he was sweating like someone who ran a marathon. Anywhere he looked, he could see Tasha's face. It was all dark, but he couldn't help seeing her face everywhere. He wasn't so sure about how he treated her, and now he regrets it.

"What happened to your eyes?" Mr Richard asked with concern, walking towards Austin who was making breakfast before leaving for school. He tried to cover his face but his father took away his hands and notice his swollen eyes and even cheeks.

"Allen!"

"Sir" Allen's voice echoed from the bedroom upstairs and soon the staircase Started making hard sounds, annou