LOVE SYNDROME [NAN & MAC] - Short Stories

Chapter 11 - Nemesis

Ai Mac, how are you dude?" A voice, happy to see a familiar face after awhile. Dude? Mac glared. Why won't this mosquito just die? Ignoring, Mac continued tightening the screw to the car mounting bracket, Wei next to him.

" oh, come on Mac. It's been months, won't you talk to me atleast? I'm sure you have come to terms with it by now."

Grip tightening on the wench, Mac breathed deeply. 1...inhale...2...exhale...3...

" I mean Nan treats you okay, you look... fuck Mac!" Itt screamed, dodging the flying wench, breathing technique be damned. Stalking furiously towards the irritating mosquito, Mac stopped within punching range.

" You...are welcomed to enjoy your meaningless life with that guard dog of yours. That doesn't mean all of us are having it good and I.... definitely ain't! You left me to rot, I'm rotting here, the least you could do is not stomp on me with this baseless assumptions just so you//poking Itt's chest// can feel good about yourself". He had held that in for so long, it felt good to release. Who did this people think they were? Day throwing him to a buffalo, the said buffalo keeps him here and then comes mosquitoes Itt and Three thinking he was living a happily married life. Are they crazy? They kept coming to poke him on his turf, where else he could run and hide? Thinking back, what on earth did he see in Itt? The current one was a puppet, dancing to Day's tune and that was fucking fine by him but expecting him to do the same with Nan crossed the line. Itt's solemn face did nothing to Mac's seething heart.

" I wonder who runs this place Nan. You or him?" Day said pointing at Mac, face smug, coming in behind Itt, Nan following closely, upon hearing clinking noises.

" definitely not you" Mac spit out.

" oh really?" Day challenged. This snake still had fangs. Better to defang before it bit him, Day turned to Nan.

" your egg's are shrinking. Might as well get checked " Day throwing an insult at an already annoyed Nan, causing his explosion. Five wide steps later, Nan slammed Mac face first against a support column.

" why won't you just learn, Mac?" a harsh grip to the back of his neck.

" why are you blaming me? He approached me first, and I didn't do anything!" Mac yelled. Day gave Itt the side eye //to the car//, the latter understanding, silently walking away but a more interesting thing to note was a movement from an underling, stepping forward at Nan's initial attack on Mac. Wei, Nan's right hand. Did he move to catch Mac or to stop Nan, both versions were unsettling. So the snake had a friend eh? Nan....Nan.....//shaking his head// a lot of things are unchecked on your track it appears.

In his peripheral vision, Nan saw a gentle nod at Mac's explanation, Wei confirming but if he left Mac unchecked, Hia would comment on his leadership, again. A race track with 20 plus guys, Nan needed to maintain control if it were to be successful. A 60kg brat was currently ruining it for him. Chucking Mac aside, he pointed angrily towards home.

" go inside, I don't want to see your face here....now!"

Rubbing his neck, Mac stared at Nan in disgust, pushing Wei out of the way to stomp back home.

" when I asked if you can handle it, you said yes. The confidence I had back then, I no longer know I still do. Make sure it is not lost completely, will you." a jab at Nan before Day dropped his cigarette, squashing with his foot before walking off to find his boyfriend. Wanting to make friends with an old crush, eh? We'll see about that!

Nan kicked a tire in frustration. He was not an amateur to receive such scolding. Day's style was such, he warns before taking action, either his fist or gun speaking and both Nan did not want anywhere near Mac but has he ever understood? The brat was a short tempered Siamese cat, hissing and scratching , eyes narrow slits if anyone came near, flashing if it was Nan, ready to strike, always in survival mode. Him against a pussycat like Itt meant fur was about to fly. Hoping to ease his stress, he went looking for his source of entertainment, the said feline.