34. Willow: Monster George.

As predicted, I saw George pacing around my front door restlessly. When his eyes met mine, he rushed over to my side, a disappointed look on his face.

"Where are you coming from, Willow?"

I couldn't lie to him since he was asking straightforward questions, but he also knew where I was coming from.

"I begged you not to stop working at Juggy." He shouted.

"I changed my mind and…droop your voice, George."

"Your mom said you went to your new workplace, is that true?" His voice was milder this time.

"Absolutely" I responded.

"Perhaps, Is that workplace Luca's hotel?" George was losing patience, his face a deep frown.

I sighed. "Why are you here George?"

"ANSWER ME!" He charged at me, holding me by the chin. I was startled and panic-filled.

"George, stop"

"Are you working with LUCA!"

"YES!" I yelled too. "Can you stop hurting me" his grip was tighter.

"Why?" He moved away from me and started walking to and fro, I could hear him crying while I held my hurting chin trying to maintain a safe d