Chapter 110 Memory Flash.
It had taken Gabriel’s cry of pain only a few seconds to reach Leonica’s ears. She snapped her head around, a little too fast than she would like, and instantly rushed to his side when she found him clutching the side of his head.
“Gabriel, hey, are you okay?” She questioned, placing her hand on his shoulder to steady his body that looked like it was ready to turn rigid at any given moment from the wave of pain he was experiencing.
“Hey, talk to me.” She nearly barked at his silence, not liking it for one second longer when he remained silent, groaning in the obvious pain that he was experiencing.
What the hell was going on? Leonica thought, frantically searching his body, his face to be exact, for some sort of answer to her question.
The answer of question soon surfaced itself. But instead of coming in the form of words, a signal of him being okay or something opposite, it showcased itself in the form of a folded, line marked Polaroid camera photo of Angelina, laying peacefully on the floor after the brief havoc it had just caused.
A bile rose up in Leonica’s throat as she started at the photo and no matter how hard she tried swallowing, the lump of thick dread retained it’s position in the back of her throat, creating an uncomfortable feeling to go hand in hand with the rising feeling of dread in her stomach.
Even from behind bars, Angelina still found ways to create trouble in their lives. The thought was ironic and truthfully speaking, Leonica would have laughed ballistic at it, if only it had been someone else in this situation and not her.
In her hands, Gabriel looked like he was slowly recovering, but still groaned on pain every now and then and massaged his temple in a bid to ease the pain that had racked over his brain along with the flashes of white lights.
Slowly but surely, Leonica tore her gaze away from the picture and focused on the person who truly needed her attention.
“Hey, talk to me. How are you feeling?” She demanded, watching closely as Gabriel finally pulled his eyes open and met hers. *You okay?” She asked again and felt a weird sense of relief flood her when he gently nodded his head.
“God,” She breathed out, taking her hands off his shoulder and slumping into the open spot beside him.