I didn't expect her to be at my place, I didn't even know how she got in. Fred looked at me, as he helps me to sit on the couch.

She was surprised seeing my battered state, but she kept herself silent in front of Fred.

"You can leave now Fred." I finally let my words out in my shaky voice, as I struggled to sit down on my couch. My head was still pounding, my stomach was still hurting as I move to sit my ass on the couch.

"But I need to clean your wounds..." He told me, as I know he must be feeling the guilt.

"Leave!"...