a MADLAX fanfiction
As we drove back home on Vanessa’s car, the heavy atmosphere remained and not much was said between us. I guess we were all a bit shocked and still feeling sensitive about the whole situation. I figured we should leave all the talking for later, for now wasn’t the time nor the place for it.
I was worried about Miss Margaret’s injury, wondering if she would need to see a doctor. She said she was fine but I still couldn’t rest assured, obviously. It definitely didn’t seem like anything serious. Crushing the boy’s wrist like that might have been excessive but I sure don’t regret it at all. The bastard got lucky actually, for I only restrained myself from beating him to death because of Miss Margaret and Vanessa’s presence. I just wanted her to feel safe and comfortable now, so I guess driving straight home was the best thing to do. No point adding an unpleasant and useless visit to