"Don't tell me there are gangs for real?" I asked with an unbelievable eye roll.
He opened his mouth to say something but I interrupted.
"Wait, I get it! You're trying to mess with me, aren't you? I'm not gonna prove myself more foolish than I already have."
He closed his mouth and looked at me with a frown.
"Why would I try to mess with a person like you?" He asked.
I thought we were warming up a bit. And here he was, his usual cold self.
"So, you're saying that there is an East gang?" I asked, ignoring his remark.
He ran a hand through his hair. My eyes lingered off towards it. "What else did I say?"
What was with him and his patience? I was also having patience here.
"Why would a gang like to prank me?" I asked.
"That wasn't a prank. Do you consider killing someone a prank?" He asked.
He was right. That really couldn't be a prank. But why would some sort of gang want to kill me?
"How were you there? At the Chriswood street?" I asked after a moment of silence.
That was the question replaying in my head again and again. Of course, Caden was considered mysterious in many ways. But I never imagined him getting involved in some sort of gang.
He looked slightly taken back by that question.
"You don't need to know that." He completely dismissed the question as he stuffed the paper in his pocket.
He turned towards the door, ready to leave.
"You can't go away without giving me any answers." I complained.
He stopped and turned around with a frown.
"Just stay away from it, Anderson, and I'll make sure this doesn't happen again." He said with a very much pointed look towards me.
I gave him an unbelievable look which he just ignored and opened the door. He was almost out before stopping and looking right back at me.
"Keep the ice pack. It'll help more than the painkillers." He said before closing the door behind him.
I looked at him speechlessly before falling down on the couch with a long sigh.
It did help.
The ice pack. I hadn't thought about it earlier. But it helped more than the painkillers. I didn't know how Caden knew anything about stuff like this. I was surprised that he even cared to point it out to me.
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Bitter Heart | ✔Teen Fiction
Caden Fernando Miller. Hot, notorious and the most famous bad boy of Crestmont High. Attention seekers flirt with him. Idiots fight with him. The ones who are rewarded with a piece of sense by God, they stay away from him. If you fight with him, you...