Flip the Coin [BL] Chapter 33. I want you to be my loyal dog

Should I be thankful to have t Haruka yesterday? Seeing myself murder soone and finding out it had presumably not really been , had gotten so shocked and relieved that I now felt able to handle the situation.

Looking through my missed calls, there were a bunch of numbers I didn't know, anonymous ones, and a few from my grandmother. Her, I called back.

"What have you gotten yourself into, you brat?"

"Isn't it illegal that they use my pictures?"

"Attorneys are already on it. The problem is it started on the internet, went viralilly, and then the press sprung up."

"Viral, not viralilly. Pfft." I chuckled.

"You can still laugh while dirtying my family na!" She snapped at .

"So even if they take it down, the damage is done." I stated, already knowing.

"It is. I have a ticket that brings you abroad; pack your stuff; in an hour there is a car."

"No way; that just makes more suspicious. It didn't do a thing." I know how naive this sounds, but I can't investigate a parallel world from abroad.... I think.

"THERE ARE EVEN INNOCENT PEOPLE ON THE DEATH-ROW, YOU DUMB DISAPPOINTNT!" She suddenly yelled.

"DON'T YELL AT , OLD HAG! I know. But I did a lie detector test, and in the pictures and videos is no tattoo visible, you know, on my back. They are all fake." Can't tell her too much, or she gets a heart attack and locks up in a psychiatric hospital, personally.

"YOU HEARD HIM, FAKE, ALL FAKE, TATTOO!" She yelled at so other people near her.

"Thanks, grandma, but don't get so agitated; the attorneys are gonna do the job. How about you go abroad so that I don't have to bury you while being a suspect."

"You wimp, are you threatening ?" She shrieked chillingly.

"No, what the hell? I ant you are getting a heart attack because you get so pumped up. Calm down and get on an island and drink sothing."

"Maybe I do just that; why do I even care about you? Unthankful idiot." She hung up on , and I chuckled. Not a minute later, she sent a ssage with the number of my attorneys, saying that they had my number as well.

Not half an hour later, the next helping hand ca.

I was just brushing my teeth after finishing the leftovers from yesterday when my door was nearly kicked open.

Looking through the blinds, I saw my father, and I beca speechless. Unlocking the door, I had an inkling that it was a mistake when he slapped across the face.

Wordlessly, he punched after that, and I landed on the floor. Well, I still had the warmth of my friends and grandmother with , so I thought it was only fair that the other side was coming for .

"What did you do to the poor girl?" He asked , his face contorted, looking like an ugly mask. I spat out blood, thinking that this was long overdue. I bet he wanted to beat earlier, but his upbringing hindered him. Now, he had a real reason to do so.

"Nothing." I said while grinning.

"We should have never gotten you." He said while kicking in the stomach. I saw his move coming and strained my muscles so that the blow wouldn't rupture my organs. Still, it hurt like hell.

"How could you? She was so young!"

"My mom, or the murder victim?" I asked him, and that sent him really off. He slapped again, so hard that my ear rang, while I still lay on the floor. A rain of blows, partly with fists and partly slaps, ca down on .

It seed as if he was not sure whether to slap his disorderly son, or to punch the guy who had cursed his wife.

He was back on kicking when I heard a woman scream.

"DAD, STOP IT!" Lauren didn't sound as plastic, when she showed up, holding my father back.

"YOU WILL KILL HIM!" She cried, and I felt as if I had fallen in so bad soap drama.

I was still on the floor, protecting my head, and rolled up so that I wouldn't get as injured.

My father was held back, but he still stared at as if killing was just what he intended to do. Lauren had a phone in her hand.

"GRANDMA IS ON THE PHONE!"

My father, so damn disheveled, I had last seen when my mother had died.

He took the phone and listened. I just heard the old dragon yelling sothing before he closed his eyes and left. Lauren gave one look, hesitant, before also leaving.

"Haha." Damn. I don't know why, but it was sowhat liberating to see my father go berserk. I would prefer beatings to indifference anyti.

I laid flat on the floor and stared at the ceiling when I heard a noise. Turning in the direction, I found Henry standing in the still open door, looking down on . He stared so intensely at that it seed he was savoring the view.

"Wanna take a picture?" I asked him, and he smiled.

"Can I?" He questioned, tilting his head. His muscular body, clothed all in black, with his hair swaying to his shoulder, along with the bluest eyes I had ever seen—it was sowhat a stunning scene.

"Be my guest." I grinned back. I bet I am all bloody, but that was the point, wasn't it?

He took his smartphone out, and I raised my hand for a victory sign, as he snapped his picture.

"Henry. I have a question." It seed he wasn't playing anymore; I have no idea what got him to change his plan; maybe he sowhat perceived that it wouldn't work on anymore.

"Hm?"

"What do I get from you, if it turns out, not that Kennith Howard is innocent, but that I, Kenny, the person you made a picture of just now, am innocent? What will you give to repay what you have done to an innocent man?"

He looked at with genuine mirth; he seed sure that I was already finished.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to be my loyal dog for the rest of your life. I want you to kneel when I tell you and to spring when I tell you. Can you make this deal with , a deal between two n?"

He laughed, mocking , taunting , and I saw excitent in his eyes.

"It is a deal, I promise you."