I Pretended That I Have An Amnesia

Chapter 8

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I was gonna go to my office when I heard a sound of a one-by-one clapping hands .

I turned and saw Mr. Velasquez, smiling and walking towards me.

Arghh! what is this guy doing here again. I can't remember  we have another appointment today.

"Hey, Arreane. That was a great show. What a good boss you are." he smiled that irritated me more.

I don't  know  but I really get irritated on his voice and his presence affects my mood. And I hate it.

"What do you want, Mr. Velasquez?" i asked him. Obviously in a sarcastic tone.

"Shh. I told you to drop the honorifics. Just call me Adrian. Afterall we are just  around the  same age. It makes me feel old being called mister." he said as he held both of my shoulders and turned me to my office and pushed me to walk to there until we reached the office.

I can feel the eyes looking and I'm  hating this guy more. I'm  screaming internally. God knows how much I wanna punch this guy.

"Get your filthy hands off me, Adrian." I said in an irritated voice when we reached inside.

He then took her hands off my shoulders and moved in front of me with his irritating smiling face.

"Did you just called me by my name?" he asked. Happiness was registered on his face.

"No, I didn't." I said.

"Yeah, you did. "He said.

"Then why ask again?" I said again.

"So you really did." he said and squeked  like a young teenager girl.

"Are you gay?" I asked out of the blue.

"I'm  not gay." He said as he stopped  and gave me a serious stare.

Tsk. Bipolar gay.

"Okay." I said  as I walked to my chair and sat there.

"Hey, I'm  really not." he said again and I can sense the feeling of protest within his words.

"Yeah, I  know. You said already. You don't  have to mention it twice." I said as I started looking through the papers and reports on my table.

I can feel his stares so I looked at him.

"What are you still doing here?" I asked.

"Nothing." He said as he started walking to my office door.

I was gonna look at my papers again. When he spoke.

"I just wanna say-" he spoke. He's  about to open the door.

"Say what?" I gave him the out-of-patience look.

"What you did earlier impressed me and I like that." he said shaking his head like it's  so unbelievable.

"So?"I answered again.

"And I like  you too." He smiled as he winked at me.

I can feel my cheeks burning. And I know this is anger. I can't  be blushing.

No way, he's  not worth for my blush. Tsk.
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I'm  now on my favorite place. The cliff.

I was drinking my coffee when I heard a notification sound on my phone. So I took it and take a look at the message.

From:Unknown Number

Meet me at the abandoned warehouse at Hamilton street this Saturday at 8pm sharp. Just you. Don't  bring anyone else.

I smirked as I read the message.
It's  Wednesday today and 3 more days before Saturday.

I can't  feel any fear 'cause I know this day would come.

Well, I was gonna buy them more time before their end but seems like they're excited to meet death. Then let me guide the way.

I'm  Arreane.
The girl that pretended to have an Amnesia. And it'll  be my pleasure.

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