Miss Bossy and Mr. Cool

Chapter 6

I walked home. Ahhh.. at last I'm in the most comfortable place.

I won't ever get back to that room anymore. I got out of my apartment room to buy dinner in a fast food restaurant.

This is like my everyday routine after coming home. Geez I came home nearly dark. The restaurant is about 4 blocks away. I guess it's alright.

I walked faster to reach the restaurant. I started lining up to the cashier. As I was looking at the menu near the cashier. I feel someone looking at me. I looked down and it's a guy. I looked behind me and there's no one there. So I'm the one he's looking at?

This is embarassing. I ordered for take out and went home. I was walking to tthe apartment and I can feel someone following me. I glanced at the back.

It's the guy who's looking at me in the restaurant. I just continued walking like I didn't see him.

My heart is beating faster. I'm beginning to sweat. Then someone just grabbed my shoulder.

"Hey. Are you alone lil lady?", the guy said in a groggy voice.

"Let go of me.", I said, trying to be composed.

"What?", he laughed. He suddenly pinned me to the wall, pointing a knife. "You're too brave for a chick."

I glared at him and twisted his arm. I kicked his stomach and his back. Then he fell down. I think he's unconscious.

I wiped my sweat with my sleeve. Geez, I thought he's strong.

I picked up my food. Fortunately, it's not smashed. I walked back to the apartment room peacefully.

As I was walking to my room, the room before it opened. It's Gab.

"Hey. Did something happen?", he asked.

"Huh?", I raised an eyebrow.

"Your elbow is bleeding.", he pointed at my right elbow. I looked at it, it also has a bruise. I guess my elbow was scratched when that stranger guy pinned me to the wall. I didn't feel anything.

"It's nothing.", I said as I started walking to my room.

"Really?", I can see that he's not that gullible.

"Tsk. Leave me alone." I was about to pass by him then he grabbed a hold of my elbow.

I slapped his hand. "It hurts.....!!! Let go!", I swayed my arm to get his hand off.

"It doesn't hurt, huh? You're so stoic pres.", he said.

"Happy?", I raised an eyebrow. "Let go of me....!!", I whined.

"You're too loud pres. The whole neighborhood is going to wake up.", he said.

"I don't care! Let go of—"

He suddenly pulled me to his room and I fell down to the floor. He locked the door. What the?

"Hey! Get me out of here! Do you want me to scream loudly as I can?!", I said loudly.

"Just calm down pres. I'm going to treat your wound.", he said. Ugh. My stomach hurts. I'm hungry.

"Urgh! It will just heal soon. Just get me out of here!", I whined.

He sat down infront of me. He took a picture.

"Wow you're still cute when you're whining like a child pres.", he said while looking at the picture in his cellphone.

"Give me that!", I reached for his phone.

I sat back down on the floor again. I rubbed my head.

"What do you have there?", he asked.

"It's none of your business." I said.

"Oh. Your dinner? Wow! Pasta.", he said while looking inside the plastic.

"Yes my dinner. So please get me out of here, I'm going to eat inside my room!", I said.

He showed me his key. I grabbed it but he suddenly put a handcuff on my hand. He smirked. He pulled me to the dining room and locked the other cuff to the chair where I'm going to sit.

"Now, try going out.", he said while crossing his arms. My stomach started grumbling. He laughed. I flustered. That's very embarassing.

"If you're hungry you could have said so.", he said.

"Okay then. I'm hungry. So let my hand go please ,I'm going to eat.", I said.

"Hmm.. no. I'm going to feed you."

"Feed me?!", I repeated.

"Yes.", he nodded. Oh gosh. Please don't make this day be any more worse.

He rolled his fork to the pasta and pointed it to me. "Ahhh..."

I glared at him and took the fork. "Shut up. I'll eat by myself.", I shove the fork inside my mouth and started chewing it.

After eating, I stood up. "Thank you for your hospitality but I have to go home now.", I started dragging the chair. But then he grabbed my hand.

"What are you doing? Don't touch me.", I glared at his hand.

He took the cuff off the chair and transferred it to his hand.

"Now we're even. I'll just treat your wounds up.", he said like a gentleman. Pfft. Wait did I just say he's like a gentleman?

"I already told you it will heal in time.", I whined. He began grabbing my elbow again. I was going to punch his shoulder but he stopped my fist.

"See?", he said. He dragged me to his room and took his first aid kit. We sat down at the dining area.

While he's treating my wounds, I just looked around his house.

"Why do you keep doing that?", he asked.

"What?", I replied.

"You're looking at your surroundings."

"Does it bother you?", I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes.", he said while cleaning my wounds carefully. I rolled my eyes.

"You just keep becoming more cute. It really bothers me.", he smirked. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"It's not funny."

"I'm not joking."

"Just shut up and finish it quickly.", I said. We were quiet for a moment til he said something again.

"I haven't see you smile once.", he said out of nowhere.

"So?", I replied.

"Why aren't you smiling?", he said.

"I don't know. Maybe because of you.", I said sarcastically.

"It's okay. Someday, I'm going to make you smile before you even know it.", he looked at me as he finished treating my wound.

"That day will never come.", I took my arm and stood up. "Now let me go.", I said.

"Ok. Ok. Just wait.", he stood up and then suddenly pinched my side.

"Hey! Stop that!", I shouted.

"Wow pres. You've done a good job. Except for the fact that you have some fats."

"Why you! It's none of your business, just let me go!", I demanded.

"Ok. Ok.", he freed my hand.

I quickly came out of his apartment room and went back to my room. Ahh atlast a time of peace....