Dark Horses

Chapter 9 - Veronica

"Hey, Calm down. Will you ?" Gulf laughed slightly at the loud voice of Mild.

"Don't tell me to fucking calm down! You have been missing for four days now!? is it !? What do you expect me to tell your mom who calls me everyday or your sister for an example!? You need to fucking tell me when you wanna go poof or run away like a cinderella !" Mild shouted with his hands in the air.

"Cinderella never ran away actually, she just ran away from the ball around 12 because the magic runs off " Gulf chewed his inner cheek, thinking about his mom and sister and looking at Stu who was browsing on his phone. He knew Stu was listening to him now but acted like he wasn't, typical bodyguard personality. I bet Mew means a lot to him.

"Ughhhh!! You're not fucking listening~" Mild sighed.

"What did you tell mom and Grace ?" Gulf cut him seriously.

Mild sighed, "Gulf. "

"What did you say?" Gulf closed his eyes, he was worried about them.

"Don't worry, I backed you. Saved your ass again." Mild smiled.

"Hmm Hmm. " Gulf looked down.

There was silence.

"Gulf. Hello. You there ?"

"Yea, I am here. " Gulf shook his head, thinking in deep.

"Dude, Talk to me. Where are you ? Oh my god. Are you on drugs!?"

"Mild, stop being over dramatic. " Gulf rolled his eyes.

"So, tell me. What's going on? Bro, talk to me."

Gulf sighed and stood up, walking away from Stu. Gulf explained the situation at hand, the more he explained, the more louder Mild was.

"Wow, Billionaire Mew Suppasit. The owner of Madden has kidnapped you. You're staying in his mansion and living in his bedroom?" Mild said with confused face.

"Yup."

"What does he want? why is he keeping you there ? has he hurt you? Oh my god, how are you speaking to me!? Should I call the cops!? But he is also a Mafia according to the news, so he could kill me, but I could that for you. "

"Okay, lot of questions. I do not know what he wants. I don't know why he is keeping me here. He has not hurt me. And he told me to call you because I asked him too. And....I don't know about the rumors, maybe it's true..maybe not. And thankyou, now I know you could die for me. " Gulf laughed.

"Gulf, dude this is serious."

"I know Mild, Just trust me. I am okay. I probably think it's a good thing. "

"How on earth is this a good thing ?" Mild gave an awful face.

"I have a feeling that being here is better being out there."

"Why?"

"Remember, the night at the club? I saved a guy who got shot ?"

"Yeah.."

"Umm... He is that guy. "

"What the fuck!!! How could you not know him!? " Mild shouted and Gulf pulled the phone away from his ear.

"I didn't, okay. It all was in a rush and I remembered once I found myself here. And I feel the reason me being here is connected to that night. I don't know why. But I have a strong feeling. "

"Okay..So what are you going to do about it now ?"

"Umm.. I am going to stay until he thinks it's fine to go out."