Meet The Mafia Queen

xliii. uncle

Vanessa's POV

ALL OF THEIR voices are bugging me! I don't even know what to do, it seems that I'm stuck between the three of them!

I glanced at hoodie guy once again, I saw his cold eyes and he saw mine. We stared at each other until he shooked his head

Saying that I should not do what I want to do

'He wants me to choose him'

I bit my lip due to frustration, I glanced at Michael who's saying something to me but I couldn't hear those. I once look at hoodie guy again

He's shooking his head but I sighed heavily and say . . .

"I-I'm sorry,"

With a fast move, I let go from Michael's hand and ran away to follow Eric's direction.

Eric's is a type of guy who doesn't know how to run fast and I hope that my instinct was true

My boots' heels are making sounds while I'm running making this scene even more intense

He changes his way and ran to the left side wherein there's so many fuckin' people "Damn it!" I cussed

'Help me, hoodie guy!'

"Move away, move away!" I keep shouting "I said move!"

I was near to see his back but he suddenly disappeared! My jaw dropped with that. I ran to a dark way.

My eyes roamed around but I didn't see anything even his footsteps with mud. I catch my breath and caress my chest

'Fuck you, Eric.'

Instead of walking away from that area I waited for someone. I know that he's going to catch him and bring Eric to me, I know that.

But I waited for nothing. No one came, there's no hoodie guy here but only me. Alone.

I HEAVILY breathe as I sat on the side walk. The sun is still up yet the heat is making me catch my breath

I continue to inhale and exhale as I calm myself down.

Eric was so fast earlier like damn fast—I didn't have any idea that he could run as fast like that.

But the question is why did he ran away? As far as I remember I just stared at him for a couple of seconds and then he ran

Could it be—

No, of course not! He didn't even notice that I was looking at him because I was inside my car and also, my car is tinted so why did he ran?

My mind is about to explode, I damn hate you Eric!

While cursing him on my mind, I put my palms on the top of my head "Why is it so hot?" I mumbled

I even use my other hand to sweep the sweat on my forehead. A few second later, I found myself under a— "You must be tired."

"What are you doing here?" When I turned around, I stood up. "What's with this?" I pointed the umbrella he's holding

"Naiinitan ka na, o."