Seventeen Imagines III

#91 "Cheating is not a big Deal" (part 3)

I have a fiancee so I never imagined of dating someone I really like. However, I got interested to another girl who's already in a relationship. Pretty complicated, right?

It all started at a cafe:

I was drinking my coffee while waiting for my fiancee. My eyes caught a woman from the next table. She's reading book in different language so I thought she's a foreigner, though it doesn't show much in her facial features.

Taking another sip on my coffee, I glanced at the couple behind her. Their conversation were getting louder as if soon, they'll cause chaos inside the cafe. Later on, my guess did happen.

"How dare you cheat on me!?" The woman shouted after she threw lemonade on his face.

"H-Honey, c-calm down," the man winced while rubbing his eyes.

Everyone inside the cafe fixed their gazes at the scandalous couple, except of that girl who just flipped her book to the next page.

Even if she couldn't understand anything at the couple's bickering, it's natural to look back when you heard loud commotion going right behind you.

But that girl remained unperturbed on her seat. So I had a guess she's a deaf. Then...

'Bam!'

The mad woman threw her bag but missed her target so she ended up hitting an innocent girl sitting at the next table. The girl dropped her book with widened eyes, before she held the back of her head which was hit a moment ago.

"Omg!" The mad woman gasped. She stared at her victim with a look of hesitation; whether she'll apologize in this situation or not.

Now everyone's apple of the eye is the girl who was accidentally hit. How will she react? I also wonder about that.

Finally, the girl made a move. She stood up, grabbed the bag and returned it to its owner. "Here it is, miss," she said while handling her big pouch.

"T-Thank you," the guilty woman got it back while trembling. Her face are all red and she couldn't look straight into her eyes.

The weird girl went back on her place, picked up her book and continued her reading. Seconds after, a good-looking boy sat at the same table and across her seat. "Did you wait for too long? I'm sorry," the boy apologized.

"It's okay," she replied. That's when I realized that she could understand our language. But then again, how did she stay calm during the chaos?

"But what happened? Everyone is looking at your direction. Or maybe I'm just too handsome," the boy chuckled.

"There was a fight. I was hit accidentally during their fight," she explained while pointing the back of her head.

"What!?" The boy exclaimed. "Who did it!?" He scanned the surroundings. When our eyes met and he asked, "WAS IT YOU?!"

Of course, I shook my head and pointed my finger to the couple behind them.

The couple who was all loud before has shut their mouths and fidget their fingers above the table.

"Did you just hit my babe?!" He shouted at the main suspects.

I took the last sip on my already cold coffee while watching from the side.

"I'm s-sorry," the woman apologized. She stood up and pointed her boyfriend. "I was only trying to beat this jerk! But my bag landed on your woman's head. It was an accident."