125-We Should Leave Lazlo Behind
âOh!â Mr. Kay frowned, almost reluctantly gulping and trying to look calm.
He called him again without passing any comments to us.
*What?â Thiago sounded exhausted, he didnât attend the calls the first two times too.
âYour sweet little mate is handcuffed in front of me. Do you have any idea what I can do to her? You
donât even know where my hands will be touching her tonightâ he didnât have the same smirk from
earlier on his lips. He was looking mad but also determined to act on this threats.
âIf you want to save her, Iâm texting you where you need to find me. Come there in an hour or -11 send
you her pictures from tonight,â he grunted, expecting Thiago to warn him not to touch me.
Iâm not going to lie; my heart was throbbing in my head. I didnât want to hear Thiago say anything thatâd
drain my energy but also didnât want him to jeopardize his life. It was just a little concern shown by him
that would have been enough
But I was wrong.
Thiago didnât even respond to him and cut the call.
Our mouths were hung open because we knew he wasnât coming.
âThat asshole! This piece of shit you were taking care of?â Mr. Kay got up from his seat angrily but then
his phone beeped and after reading the text, his expression changed.
âAh! Never mind. He is coming.â the smile was back on his lips. He hadnât even fed us anything and I
believe we couldnât expect that from him either. He was completely insane.
âIâll go get ready to capture the big fish. Donât worry! Iâll come back and deal with you all as well, he left
the basement, and now I got time to watch Maynard, who was still pretty dizzy.
âEny-haaah!â Maynard uttered my name without raising his face. He was on his four and fighting to get
on his feet this whole time. This ass-hole!â he groaned, finally holding the bars and forcing his body up,
âThis mother fucker wi-Il pay, he was angry and so were we.
âMaynard, please sit down. You are not out of the intoxication of wolfbane yet,â I requested, but neither
we were out of intoxication. At least Lazlo and I were able to hold our bodies up.
I wasnât too sure how long I could hold up because itâs been hours at this point and my arms had gone
numb, and my feet were hurting.
âThat asshole will neâver come here to save us,â Maynard let out a sigh before he gave his head a jerk
to express his frustration.
âYou are staring again?â Lazio sounded tired of Maynard. It was like I missed something.
âEnya is stuck here because of him. But did you hear any sort of concern in his voice?â Maynard yelled
at Lazio. I was trying to understand what was going on between them.
âYou think I donât know why you hate Thiago so suddenly now?â Lazlo summarized their whole fight and
I was shocked.
Does Maynard hate Thiago?
I knew they were all jealous at times but hate is a big word. If not close buddies, at least they used to
be acquaintances.
âReally? As if you know any better. I was able to fool you so Iâm sure Thiago also managed to use you,â
that tone Maynard used and the way he proudly stated he had used Lazlo really made me look at him
differently.
He was very cold to others. Especially to his own roommates.
âYeah! Fooled me as in made me believe we are brother and the his weakness of having an
attachment issue against him.
poor Lazlo, I heard the pain in his voice when exposed Maynard for using
But Maynard didnât even let him finish and pour his heart out.
âBrothers! I never saw you as my brother. That was your mind playing games with you.â Maynard
raised his voice unprovoked, âbrother! Fuck that,â he then grunted under his clenched jaw until his eyes
landed on me.
âGuys! Iâm falling and this argument is exploding my he-ad,â I whispered and even Lazlo turned to me.
I saw mist in his eyes. I donât know why Maynard was so cold-hearted at times but it was really
frightening that he would just pick someone and kick them out of his life without feeling any guilt or
pain.
âOkay. Okay! We are sorry!â Maynard shook his hand steadily.
âTell me he didnât touch you. I swear I will fuck him up if he had laid a finâ, Maynard, who was now
beginning to scan me, realized how wounded I was
âOh! I am going to fuck him with my fisâ,â he closed his eyes angrily and bit his tongue. This was just a
demo. If we didnât escape before night, he will ruin us by playing his dirty games.
âWe must leave,â I uttered just to let them know what our priority should be at this very moment.
âAnd what can we do? There is too much wolfbane in our bodies at this moment,â Maynard started
pacing inside his cell but I noticed Lazlo watching us one by one in confusion.
âWait! Why isnât anybody thinking about Thiago? He will come here with him and I am sure together we
all can come up with a better plan,â the amount of trust Lazlo had in Thiago really surprised me.
Was he really that easily fooled?
âWell, just in case he doesnât come, we need to be prepared for plan B,â I didnât want to hurt Lazlo after
I have found out how sensitive he was when it came to the people he cares about. But Maynard was
not really familiar with taking othersâ feelings into consideration.
âThatâs not the truth though.â Maynard scoffed even when we were stuck and miserable. I eyed him to
shut up but he only brought up my stare to discuss it more, âDonât look at me like that. I am not the one
lying here. Did you guys not hear what he said about us back in that cabin? He might be able to force
some emotions but by the end of the day, he is a monster,â as Maynard once again taunted Thiago,
Lazio turned his back to us and sat down with the bars.
I didnât like how Maynard was just going off on Thiago when Lazlo was not having it. It also made me
wonder if Lazlo was truly that precious.
After a few minutes of silence, I noticed Maynard checking up on Lazlo. So he wasnât that evil at all?
Just when I was happily watching him checking up on Lazlo, Maynard shocked me with his true
intentions.
âLet him rot here and wait for Thiago. We should leave,â