CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWELVE THE DEVIL HIMSELF
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Frank's eyes darkened as he turned to George. I felt like peeing on my pants as my crazy mind began assuming things.
Slaps.
Kicks..
Punches.
I expected that to happen, and of course, that expectation was as scary as hell.
George put off the ringing phone immediately.
“What are you doing here?” Frank asked in a tone that bathed me with a pail of dread.
“And why should that be a question? It's my kids' home, and besides, I was here in the morning,” George responded, and I swear, I could sense fear in his voice.
“You're in my room. Are you blind to realize that?” Frank spat, grabbing his collars, and I instantly became breathless.
“Wait..” he paused, landing his gaze on the iron George was holding.
“Trying to steal my property too?” he reverted his gaze to George's face. Before George could say anything, he threw a hard punch on his nose, and George staggered backward.
I screamed and rushed towards them, grabbing Frank's arm and trying to release his grip on George.
“I
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