Kian's P. O. V
"Stupid Davien!" I hissed under my breath while drying Wendy's hair with the towel in hand. She had gone on all the slides under the past forty minutes, and Davien hadn't come after us.
He didn't even call or send a text.
He was the one who tried to get rid of Wendy, he didn't have any right to get angry in the situation.
"That idiot! Brute! Son of a…" I left my sentence hanging when Wendy sheepishly tugged on my sleeve, drawing my attention to the mess I was making of her hair.
"Oh I'm so sorry!" I cried out startled, she looked like she had been hit by a tornado, I couldn't possibly let her go out like this.
Some of the other parents and children tossed obvious glances our way, wearing judging looks in their eyes. I defensively carried her away into the locker room, to change.
