Wayne's POV
"Wayne?" Tara whispered.
I touched my lower lip and looked at my fingers. "I'm bleeding?" I murmured.
"Please contact the police and tell them not to come anymore! It was just a misunderstanding," Tara announced to everybody.
"What.. What happened to me? What happened here?" I glanced around, seeing people looked scared of me. Tara pulled her phone out from her pocket and texted.
"Who--Who are you texting?" I asked, getting confused.
"The owner of this store..I have his number. I 'll tell him I would pay everything that is damaged here," She stated then put her phone away. "Rose! Let's go!" She shouted.
"Okay!" Rose responded from afar.
Tara picked up Rose's shopping bags from the corner and gave some to me. She grabbed my arm and we went outside. We quickly barged out of the mall and took a taxi.
"Where are we going?" I asked, looking out through the car window.
"My place." Rose spoke from the front seat.
(Rose's residence; 8:00 PM)
Rose's house was huge. The furnitures each room had were elegant and luxurious. There were maids and butlers but I didn't saw anyone who seemed related to her in the house.
We stayed and sat in the huge living room. The ceiling was too high, even the tallest person on earth couldn't reach it. There were chandeliers hung up on the ceiling. The sofa we were sitting on was very soft and comfortable. The walls were painted plain white and the carpet was red.
Rose left the living room to get a first aid kit for me.
And then..
there was two of us.
It was awkward sitting there with Tara alone... in a big silent place. My right eyebrow was hurting because of the wound and my lips as well. I also noticed that my fists were red and got bleeding wounds on it. I really didn't know what happened to me there at the mall. It was weird cause the last thing I remembered was looking for a table and that's all.. Oh, and a guy poked me from behind.
"Umm hey.." Tara broke off the silent atmosphere. I looked at her but she quickly looked away.
"What?" I wondered, smiling a bit. She shook her head, still not looking at me.
"Umm Tara.." I spoke and finally faced at me.
I wanted to ask her what happened to me in the mall but I forgot my words when our eyes met.
Her eyes were glowing grey. I noticed... she was very pretty.
Why didn't I noticed it before?
Her eyes were sparkling... Her lips were naturally reddish pink like she bites it 100x!
Oh what now
Her skin glowed with her fairness.. her cheeks were rosy...Her hair was long and brown. I blushed when I realized she had beautiful features.
"I brought the kit!"
Rose chuckled silently breaking our gaze from each other. She walked towards us and put the kit on the coffee table.
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