Meet The Mafia Queen

xxiv. lunch bag

Vanessa's POV

I STOOD UP while crossing my arms "Hazel Marley,"

"Binabantayan mo ba ang galaw 'ko?" She crossed her arms also

My right eyebrow raised "Are you drunk?" I chuckled "Why would I?"

"—you're just nothing,"

Her eyes widened "Anong sabi mo?" She pushed me, with her right hand

"Are you deaf, Marley?" I grinned "Well, maybe you are."

I was about to turn my back but she gripped on my wrist. I glared at her "Let go of me,"

She smirked "I won't,"

My jaw clenched, I remove her fuckin' hand on mine "What do you want, Marley?"

"Ikaw ang gumawa non, hindi ba?" She smiled widely

I raised my left eyebrow "What are you talking about, Marley? Shits again?"

"You hurt my friend!" She shouted "How dare you!"

She was so ready to slap me but I walk backwards, "It doesn't concern you, Marley."

"Anong sabi mo?!"

Thank God, there's no people here. I don't want them to see me kill someone again,

"Marley?" I looked at her from head to toe

"—why don't you just fuck somebody instead of pestering me?"

She gasped "That's what you like, right?"

"I can kill you right now, Mafia Queen!" Her voice echoed

"And?" I grinned "Do you think I give a damn about it?"

She get her gun and aim it to my direction, before she could pull the trigger. I used my right leg to throw it

When the gun was thrown, I didn't hesitate to gripped on her hair.

"L-let go of my hair, Mafia Queen!"

"I'm so dissapointed, Marley." I grinned "Your leader is supposed to confront me instead of you, hm?"

I threw her that made her sat on the floor "Marley, Marley."

"Beautiful surname, poor skills."

"I-I'll kill you!" I chuckled with that

'Hm, should I be afraid?'

"Sure, Marley. Make sure you're going to kill me, huh?" I shrugged "—because, you might cry because you're going to throw up with blood."

"And oh,"

"Be thankful that I won't kill you for now," I crossed my arms "I just want to enjoy this moment,"

"—this moment wherein I can make all of you suffer before I kill all of you."

I'M STILL waiting for Eric to come here. I've been staying here beside my car since I left Marley

Well, I had no choice but to stay here.

Because I would rather to stay here than to see that bitch's face again

I unlocked my phone and texted Eric again,

To: Eric Pires

Hey, Pires. What's taking you so fuckin' long? I wanna go home right now!

I send my message as I felt someone hugged me from behind. Of course, I gasped.

Who wouldn't be? "Pires, let go!" I gritted my teeth

"I'm not your best friend, tss." My eyes widened,

'Darn it! He's here again!'

Before something happens, I pushed him away, "W-what do you think you're doing, huh?"

I glanced at his eyes, they're both cold same as his aura,

"Don't you miss me?"

W-what? "Why would I miss you, huh?" I rolled my eyes "And don't come any closer, mister."

"And why?" He put his hands on his pockets while wearing a hoodie "Come on, let me hug you."

My jaw dropped "Y-you're such a pervert!" I covered my body with my own arms

"Hm? I'm not." He simply said and smiled a little

"You—!"

"Are you hungry?" Did he just cut me off?! "Come on, I have something for you."

He gave lunch bag, what the heck? "Look—"

"These are macau cuisines," he caress my hair "Eat okay?"

"Wait—"

"I made these, so take it." He opened my hand and put the strings of the lunch bag on my fingers "Eat well, Vanessa baby."

He kissed me on the side of my lips before he left "What the fuck?"