The Missing Piece

42. Trust Us

"Uhh... I...uhh..." I stammered.

I don't know where to begin.

One wrong word and my ear would be placed in my hands the next second.

I gave up hacking when I moved in. I haven't even messed with a single game since then.

I felt a hand on my ear again.

"Ow.."

"You are taking too long to speak. Do it already, my patience is running thin." He growled.

'This trucker is getting on my nerves. Is that a valid enough reason to pull my ear off?'
'He has anger issues, I think.'

"Ok, Ok. I'm speaking. Don't pull my ear." I exclaimed.

He released his grip again.
I sighed in relief.

"I took out the money to donate it."

His eyes widened.
"What?" He asked.

I nodded.

"I took the money from these rich dumbsacks, who were involved in illegal businesses and donated it to many organizations to help the homeless or sick animals. I also used to donate it to organizations helping poor people to get a home, job, food, education etc."

I said and smiled at the thought. I went to meet the children at an orphanage once.

I know stealing is bad but helping someone is good. So they kinda cancel each other out?

I looked at Zack.

He was looking at me like I had grown two heads.

"Stealing for donating? That's something new." He said.

"I didn't know you had that big of a heart, nerdy." He said with a proud look on his face.

He patted my shoulder, purposely putting more force.

'This trucker has a death wish.'

I glared at him, then smirked.

"So...?" I trailed off.
"So what?" He asked.

"Don't you think you should apologize for trying to pull my ear off?" I asked raising an eyebrow and rubbing my ear, instinctively.

"No." He said flatly.

I glared at him.

"Drop that. Stealing is still not acceptable." He smirked.

'This witch just smirked right now.'

I clenched my jaw and punched him hard in the stomach.

I got up and backed away from him.

As soon as he stopped groaning from the previous punch, I kicked his leg, punched his shoulder and smacked his head.

"These are for trying to pull my ear off three times." I said, pointing a finger at Zack.

"But you hit me four times. Not fair." He gritted and glared at me.

"The fourth one was for...." I put my finger on my chin, pretending to think.
"Nothing." I said and started climbing down to my balcony.

Zack came running behind me and caught my wrist as I opened my balcony doors. As soon as he did that, he flicked my forehead.

"Ow.." I exclaimed.

He rolled his eyes.

"Hey, wait!!" I said as a question popped into my mind.