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of her and slapped him across the face. The guy looked completely stunned by her reaction.
       “I am staying and that is final, do you understand me Ce Rau ?” She spat the last two words at him like acid. He flinched at whatever she had just said. He brushed himself off and walked away, before he left he looked over at the two of us and smiled a dark and disturbing wicked smile.
       “There are ways to make you see things my way Mina.”
       I looked at Willa in confusion. Who was he talking to? Who the hell is Mina? And just who the hell was this guy to her? When Willa looked back at me I saw the storm fading from her eyes. “Are you ok” I asked. Willa stepped back from me, apparently she wasn’t ready to talk.
       “I am fine Johnathan Stokes. Why are you here and why is your head bleeding?” It was a demand and not a question.
       “Who was that guy Willa?”
       “You did not answer my question, why are you bleeding?” She was beginning to get that stormy look in her eyes again.
       “Kelly attacked me after school. She hit me over the head with her book bag. I think it had rocks in it or something like that.” The storm had just went nuclear. The hatred in her eyes practically glowed.
       “I’m fine. Pete’s mom thought I should come down here and make sure I didn’t need stitched up or something. Now, are you going to tell me who that guy was you were just yelling at?”
       “Just someone from my past. He is of no concern of yours or mine for that matter.” Her accent was thick with her emotions.
       “Is that an ex-boyfriend or something? Did he come all the way here to stalk you?” I was feeling very defensive and protective of her at this point. Willa turned her back to me.
       “No. He is my brother Mihial.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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       “That guy is your brother? Why is he so pissed?” Willa slowly relaxed her shoulders and turned to face me. For the first time that I had laid eyes on her she looked sad. Willa was usually so full of life and laughed easily, but now she looked as if all life had been sucked right out of her. My heart ached for her. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight. I could feel the tension leave her fully as she relaxed into my arms. My heart raced, she felt perfect here in my arms as she melted into my embrace. I breathed her in deeply and the mixture of scents that came from her were overwhelming my senses “Mm, you smell so good.” Willa chuckled as she released me from our embrace. A smile returned to those perfect lips. “It is wild jasmine and my hair conditioner, but thank you for the compliment.” I was slightly embarrassed. I hadn’t meant to say that out loud. I just couldn’t help myself when I was with her. She had me saying things I meant to keep private. I was starting to think I was coming off as desperate.
       “John Stokes. Is there a John Stokes here?” The nurse was calling my name. I had been caught up in the whirlwind of Willa and her brother fighting and forgot I was next to be seen by the urgent care doctor for my head wound. Willa pulled away from my embrace “You are being called John. You should go and see to that injury.”
       I looked over to the nurse and acknowledged that she had been calling my name. “I got to go, you can tell me about your brother tonight ok?” I told her. She smiled at me and I released her fully and walked over to the nurse. I waved goodbye to Willa before I was escorted back to the patient exam room. I turned one last time to look at Willa before the door had closed behind me, and she had vanished.
       I wasn’t sure what her and her brother were arguing about but from the sound of it, it wasn’t anything good. The nurse checked my head and took some notes for the doctor before she left me alone in the room. I made myself a mental note to learn what language Willa and her brother were speaking so I could take a

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