Match Maid in Hell

Chapter Eighteen

WHAT AM I DOING? WHY SUCH LONG CHAPTERS?!

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I didn't hesitate and sprinted after her, stopping her in a matter of seconds. She let out a cry as she was  pulled to a stop.

"Can you not get lost please?" I sighed, "I'm not in the mood to randomly chase you" Had she honestly run off just because she complimented me? I couldn't help but smirk at her, showing I knew exactly why she ran.

She quickly forced her eyes to drop to the ground. "Come on" I turned and began walking back to the car. I listened carefully and when I heard she was following me I didn't stop.

I couldn't stop grinning from what she said. Not because it was a compliment but just because of her reaction. How does someone want to run off for complimenting someone?

You're scary.

I shoved my hands into my pockets and spun around, waiting for her to catch up while I leaned against the car. She paused about one meter in front of me and looked up to me.

I cocked an eyebrow and without hesitation she got into the passenger side of the car. She looked like she was about to fall asleep and her eyes were dilated. Was Milania that dumb to allow her to get this drunk?

With a groan I hopped into the driver's side and started up the car. I looked over to her struggling to put her seat belt. Her hand shook as she continued trying to connect it an dI finally reached over to help her.

Her whole body went rigid and she let me take it. Her gaze went out the window and I fastened her in, "You're like a child" I grumbled.

Her usual 'sorry' didn't come. She seemed to be in a trance, staring out the window either watching something or deep in thought. Good, this would be a quiet drive home.

I put the car in to gear and began the drive home. I wondered if Xander and Milania was still there or were they going soon. Xander had changed a lot since I properly last talked to him.

That girl had him by the neck. Suddenly it dawned on me.

Millie....

Well wasn't I a f*cking idiot....

The girl he always went on about when we were younger, Millie. His description of the girl he used to talk about matched hers. So the damn girl he had a thing for the whole time... they actually got together.

My brow furrowed, I thought he lost contact with her. He always told me my advice for being mean to her didn't work. He blamed me for it but he always was like that.

I couldn't help but actually smile for him now. I was happy for him. After all this time, he finally got the girl.  I heard a soft groan coming beside me and I assumed she had fell asleep or something.

I could see from the corner of my eye, she was struggling while letting out whine like noises. I glanced over to her, to see what was wrong.

"What are you doing?"

"S'hot in here" She repeatedly tried to roll down the locked window.

"I'll put on the air conditioning then" I turned it on. She leaned forward, allowing it to cool her face. A satisfied smile appeared on her face.

I trained my eyes back on the road. How did she end up here? Was my father actually that dumb, that he decided to throw a broken maid at me. Yes, because that was going to help me so much.

Another groan came from her, not a satisfied one. I sucked in a small breath and looked to her, "What now?"

"My bodies hot" She whined, pulling off her jacket. I shook my head with a sigh and just when I was about to put my eyes back on the road I noticed what she was trying to do.