The Mafia King

Chapter 15

Songs for this chapter:

Hate That I Love You by Rihanna ft Ne-Yo

Justin's Pov

I'm never usually that talented when it comes to reading girls and what they're thinking or feeling, I can't usually put the connectives together but this time, oh hell I can. Rose's expression tells me that she doesn't want me here and she's trying her hardest to avoid me, which kind of failed epicly considering I'm here right now. 

Maybe she shouldn't of chosen my gang members brother to frolic around with where I could potentially find where she is. I watch her intently as she takes a deep breath as her chest rises and falls quickly, standing in front of her almost towering over her she stares up at me through her long beautiful eyelashes.

"Beautiful day, right?" she asks me stuttering slightly trying to find her words and I almost rip my hair out as she knows why I'm here and she's completely avoiding everything, in a cute yet adorable way which I shouldn't think about right now.

"Rose, why are you ignoring me? I've been calling you all day, have I upset you?" I frown talking quietly trying not to make a scene in the bowling alley in front of everyone. She timidly looks around trying to find a way of not even looking at my face and I almost let out scream.

"Justin- I just- it's personal reasons it doesn't matter I was going to call you later" she breathes out running her hands through her chocolate brown hair frustratingly clearly trying to get me to leave. But I'm not having it, I'm the type to get what I want and not give up until I do.

"Just talk to me Rose, it does matter to me, you're like my best friend and you mean a lot to me, I don't want you to shut me out" I cut myself off before I say anything too embarrassing, I wanted to tell her I can't bear the thought of losing her; it seemed too much like I was dominating her as if we were in a relationship.

"Look, Justin, please we can talk about this later, I'm trying to spend time with-" I feel the energy surge through my bloodstream and its not a comfortable feeling, I've felt this before around her and Sam and I don't like it.

"What the same guy you used to mess with me at the gala and told me you didn't actually like!" I snap raising my voice slightly making Rose's eyes widen in response to my tone of voice. I know I shout and scream about not liking Rose in that way and then throw a fit when she's with Sam; but he just pisses me off in all ways possible and she could do so much better.

"This is bullshit Justin, we aren't anything like that, I just wanted some space and he's my friend too, plus it's none of your business anyway" she growls at me through at hushed tone and still manages to keep a soft neutral feel to the conversation. 

Even though she's right as we are nothing more than friends and I shouldn't be nearly yelling at her in a bowling alley. But I want her to spend her time with me for the short time she's here and not with smart ass Sam who would probably still be smiling  at a fucking funeral, the pompous ass.

"Bullshit! You're here with him and not me, that's the bullshit!" I whine like a little child finally bringing up the reason why I'm even here in the first place feeling my veins begin to pop out of my skin as Sam makes his way over to us. Fuck off you lanky prick before I score a strike with your damn head.

"Stop being such a brat! You can go one day without fucking seeing me you selfish ass!" Rose shouts at me balling her tiny hands at her sides and I step back slightly gulping feeling as if she's more angry at me than I actually thought.