"You okay?" I asked and held her face in my hands wiping the tears with my thumbs. She nodded and I smiled kissing her head softly.
"Let's go get your tummy filled" she intertwined our fingers and we both walked out of the building towards the cafeteria.
-
Howard was someone that I didn't like, a professor who looked like a nice guy but did everything bad behind closed doors. I could smell a bitch when I see one.
Sam and I sat in the front row like we usually do in his class, I wanted to skip but Sam convinced me that we've already missed a lot of classes and we should just get this over with already.
"I regret not getting out of here" I heard Sam mumble.
"Ms Falcon? Will you come over here?" Howard said with a serious face, Sam glanced at me for a moment to see what I think before slowly standing up and making her way towards him.
"As I was saying, sculptures are harder to make since every human, every perspective is different, and matching reality can be hard and sometimes even deceiving..." for the past hour he was explaining with the help of a PowerPoint but for some weird reason, right now, after a whole hour, he wants Sam to demonstrate? And why Sam in the first place?
He grabbed her waist and made her stand in a way, and I could see how uncomfortable Sam was. How can he even be doing this? is this allowed?
"If you begin at the front..." No one else was finding this weird?
"..it won't look the same than if you start from the side" he turned her to the side using her waist, and I hated it, I hated how he was touching her like that, making her feel so damn uncomfortable. I just needed one more weird and inappropriate thing from him and I'll get up and rearrange his face.
"But since Ms Falcon is wearing this, you guys don't really see how things work." He chuckled and tugged down on her hoodie, Sam was looking down from embarrassment and I swear I felt my palms sting from how hard I was digging my nails.
"As for face sculpting..." he roughly grabbed her chin and made her look up, her eyes were watery but he didn't care, not one bit.
"Sculpting, drawing or painting.. it defers from how each one of you sees things" He said. without taking his eyes off of her face, he let his index finger touch and trace from her hairline, over her nose and down to her lips.
I couldn't stop my legs, or prevent them from moving, my body reacted on its own. I knew Sam was feeling horrible right now and I wasn't going to let that pass.
Howard gave me a confused look and said some things but I didn't care and didn't even listen to what words he had coming out of his mouth. I grabbed him by the collar and pushed him away from Sam then punched his ugly face.
I kicked his legs hard he fell to the ground with a loud thud then I grabbed his arms and pushed them in front of him, I held them in place with my knee so he doesn't move or fight hack then punched him a few more times. And I did it with a smile.
"Do you like your face being touched too? You like it when I shove my fist down your throat asshole?!" I punched him one last time before I was roughly pulled away, Howard laid down on the floor unconscious, his face beat up, eyes swollen, teeth and nose broken.
The two guys who pulled me away from Howard were quickly replaced by security, I didn't even struggle I let them twist my arms behind me back and wrap a zip tie around my wrists.
"See you later baby" I said to Sam with a smile on my face, the guard pushed my head in front of me and they pulled me out of campus into the waiting police car. They were reading me my rights but I wasn't bothered, I didn't care, I felt satisfied.
"Is this all you got in your pockets?" The woman said, the police officer who was searching me. Her friend pushed me against the car while she took out my wallet, my keys, and my phone.
"Yes" she didn't look convinced, her eyes were still focused on my pants, she was confused because she saw that I had boobs on my chest but didn't know what was in my pants.
"Medical condition, ma'am" I explained, I was polite because she didn't do anything to me and I know why I'm here, why would I be mean?
"Alright then" she nodded and pulled me back so she can open the car door, they pushed me inside before going to the front to drive us to the police station.
As soon as we reached the station, they asked me to step in front of the board with heights and handed me a small blackboard with my name and other information of mine written on it, I looked in front of me and made sure to smile at the camera.
I'm going to frame this mugshot...
**********************************
Only a few chapters left and we're done.
:/
Muah
-S
YOU ARE READING
Broken Strings (GxG)
Romance*read and find out* Sequel to "The Violinist" This book has been deleted at 1.2 million reads, I hope we can get it back to that. Thank you!
Chapter 48
Start from the beginning
