The Story of Blood and Roses Chapter 109

I did as he asked and found himself sitting in front of him . My eyes curiously devoured the older man's face, trying not to miss even a single feature that could help me deduce further on his character and position .
"Show me your arm, dear," he asked me soothingly . I rolled up the arm of my shirt and saw that I couldn't reach it over the wound . I winced as I felt the uncomfortable pressure over my wound .
"I'll bring you something to change into," I heard a grumble from across the room . Risking a glance, I saw that he still looked angry, but there was worry in his features . His feet padded on the floor as he crossed the room and went into his closet . Somewhere in my mind, the image of the last time I had seen him behind those stained glasses emerged in my head . I shook the thoughts of naked silhouettes out of my head and concentrated on Anthony's clothes form that glided across the dresser and he collected things . I heard the muted ringing of his phone and concentrated further on him .
I heard someone snicker . My head snapped towards the direction to see that the doctor had a small, but amused smile on his face . Disturbed that he had caught me in the act on following Anthony's every move, I looked down and concentrated on the pressure he was putting on my arm .

"What a pleasant surprise, Luke!" I recognized the irritation in his voice . "Of course, I loved the present you sent me, you motherfucker!" he roared . My eyes widened as I listened closer . His voice dropped a few notches and it became a bit difficult to hear him . But I managed to make out his words . "I hope you realize that this means war, Luke . I'll be coming at you . Be prepared . " With that, the call was ended .
I kept my eyes downcast as I heard the door of the closet close and the footsteps come towards me . I saw a few materials hit the bed beside me and glanced up .
"Get changed," he ordered and then went back to his earlier position of leaning against the closed door . I took up the cut t-shirt that he had given me and with a faint smile directed at the doctor, sauntered off to the closet .
Closing the door behind me, I strategically started to undo the buttons . It was a mammoth task with one hand wounded . The pressure that the doctor had been applying to my wound had ended up making me conscious of the bullet lodged in my arm, and it stung like a bitch, now . I slowly dropped the arm to my side and then unbuttoned the rest of the buttons with my unwounded arm . After that, I mostly relocated a few times so that I could shrug out of one side of the jacket and then used my unwounded arm to extract the arm that hurt from the material . I muttered a curse as I felt the material slide against the aching spot . It was evident that some of the blood had dried and made the shirt stick to my skin . It was difficult coming out of that situation without hurting myself further . So, I did the best thing I could think of . Pulled it out of my arm in one go, just like pulling out a band-aid . It would suffice to say that it hurt .

From inside, I could hear parts of the conversation that was taking part outside the stained glass . I could hear the low, muffled voice of the doctor questioning Boss .
"She must be damned special if you are waging war over something that is an occupational hazard . " He seemed rather interested in the reason behind that . I would dare to say that he sounded almost delighted by the prospect that someone was special to Anthony . "Michael?" he asked, a teasing lilt in his voice .
"We've been planning on waging this war, as you put it, for quite some time now, Edward . There's nothing going on . " He sounded so damn defensive that it almost made me laugh . I could imagine that he was a bit flustered at the sudden questions that were directed at him .
"It doesn't seem like that . I saw you drag her by her hand . " The older man grew more amused by the minute .
"For god's sake, Edward, she's right here . "
"Nothing to be ashamed of, Michael, my boy . You have a crush on a girl . Every boy does . She's pretty looking too . " It seemed that Anthony hissed something out after that, but I couldn't quite catch it .
Trying to be as inconspicuous about my spying as I can, I tried to put the cut up shirt that Anthony had given me . The act of raising my hand over my head, made me curse out loud and I heard a huff from outside .
"Do you want me to help you?" I heard him say from the other side .
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