Chapter 22

I looked around, searching for Levy in the horde of people. It was hard because most of the people here are tall and has a bulky build but with great determination to find that buffoon I call a friend, I elbowed my way through them. I received annoyed growls, glares as sharp as daggers and some shoves back.

Finally, after bloody hours trying to find the idiot, I found him leaning against a wall, flirting with a red-head. I was pretty sure my face was as red as that girl’s hair by now.

Fucking bitch. The fuck he thinks he is, making me search for him while flirting with some prostitute. I stomped up towards him and grabbed him by the ear.

The girl, upon seeing the murderous look on my face, scurried off.

Oh be afraid, bitch, be very afraid. I thought darkly before snapping my gaze back to Levy who looks like he might piss his pants.

“Where the hell have you been?” I thundered and he shrank back just to wince, remembering the hol