Page 43 of Heartless Heathens
I looked down and bit into my food again, embarrassed that I’d even spoken up to begin with.
“If Corvin is a dick to you, just kick him between the legs. There’s a shut off switch there,” Felix told me.
“Really?” I asked, not hiding my surprise.
Felix laughed loudly and Corvin grumbled with obvious irritation.
“Will I get to go to school again tomorrow?” I asked nervously, remembering my failed attempt today with heavy regrets and a need for a do-over.
“No,” Sonny said and my heart sank heavily. “Taking you out in front of those savages was a mistake.
“And tomorrow is Saturday,” Felix said. “No school.” He grinned and I looked down, feeling my stomach churn awkwardly from just the sight of his smile.
“What will you do on the weekend?” I asked, and he brushed my hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear.
“Make Frollo’s life hell.” He hummed softly into my ear, for some reason the thought alone drew a smile across my face.
“Have you had enough to eat?” Sonny asked and I nodded, before correcting myself.
“Yes,” I answered, remembering how much he needed to hear a physical response.
He narrowed his eyes, like he was unsure if he was pleased or wary of me, but I could see the corner of his lip do a little twitch.
“I didn’t think you were serious when you told Frollo you were keeping the girl,” Corvin said, not caring that I, the girl, was sitting right here.
“Is that going to be a problem?” Felix asked, raising a single eyebrow high up on his forehead.
“I guess we’ll see,” he sneered, peeling his upper lip up in distaste.
“No, you’ll take your fucking meds, and makesureit’s not going to be a problem.” Sonny spoke through clenched teeth and the other equally scary looking heathen grumbled something I couldn’t make out before continuing to shovel his food into his mouth.
He really looked just like Felix, aside from being covered in black geometrical patterns and shapes all over his body. Even his face was stamped in designs.
“Can’t she stay in the dorms?” he asked again after a few minutes of silence.
Both men frowned at his question, and he raised his hands up in the air defensively.
“We need to keep her away from Frollo,” Sonny explained.
“Why?” he questioned again.
“Are you that daft? She’s proof of at least one fucked up thing he’s done around here, if he gets rid of her then he’s in the clear. Maybe this will be enough for Arlan to let us pull the plug on this,” Felix chimed in and his brother scoffed, pushing his empty plate away from him.
“You think anyone that matters is going to take the word of some hobo-girl with no papers to her name over the archbishop?” Corvin asked. “Maybe we need to bring her to Arlan, show him what we’ve already found.”
“Not yet, it’s too soon. I don’t want him taking over what we don’t even know enough about yet,” Felix said.
“You mean, you don’t want him taking your new toy away just yet.” Corvin chuckled.
“Is that my tablet?” I interrupted, pointing to what definitely looked like my iPad on the marble countertop.
“It was,” Sonny said, getting up and brushing it off the edge of the island into the open trash can.
“Hey,” I whined, wondering what I’d done to make him mad enough to do that.
“I’ll get you something else. One that isn’t controlled by what Frollo thinks you should be allowed to see.”
“Really?” I let the smile grow on my face, but quickly pulled it back in, just in case I'd be disappointed by his next words.
