Monster of a Mate (On Hold)

●Chapter 36●

Volteiro?

I've never heard of a company named Volteiro.

It must be a new company.

But I would've at least seen the advertisement once on television.

I took up the wallet and pushed it into my jean pocket.

I walked out and was about to close the door when someone spoke.

"Hey! What were you doing in there?" a guy said.

I turned around and faced the person while freaking out.

What should I tell him?

Belle, just tell him you were wondering if they were selling tickets.

"Uh, I was wondering if they were selling tickets," I said quickly.

He eyed me up and down. He walked over to the booth and saw no one in it.

"But no one's here," he said looking at me.

Think Belle. Think.

"Uh the uh person went away to uh get the tickets," I said stuttering.

He narrowed his eyes and I gave a nervous smile.

Oh my god. I hope he doesn't ask me anymore questions.

"So if the person went away, why did you go into the booth. Aren't you supposed to be outside ?" he said.

He narrowed his eyes once again.

"Uh she uh told me to look over the booth until she came back," I said looking around.

"Okay..." he said and shut the door.

I pulled out my phone and tried to seem busy on it.

"You know you're not fooling me," the guy said.

Sh!t, sh!t, sh!t.

I'm so screwed. He knows, Belle. He knows. You've been caught.

Damn it!

I looked up slowly and looked at him and he was creepily smiling.

"Uh what? I didn't hear, sorry," I said.

"You're waiting on a guy, aren't you?" he said smirking.

What the hell? How does he know that?

"Um no. I'm waiting on my parents," I said lying.

He nodded.

"Do you expect me to just believe that?" he said.

Okay. This is getting seriously creepy here.

"You come any closer buddy and I'm going to call the cops," I said.

"Ooo. Poor Belle is so scared. Awe, what is she going to do?" he said in a mocking voice.

He knows my name?

What the hell?

He knows my freaking name.

"I'm warning you buddy! I'm not afraid to use this!" I said backing away from the creepy guy and holding my phone up.

He laughed.

What the hell? What the hell is so funny?

It's official. This guy's psychotic.

He wiped an invisible tear from his eye.

"Real cute, doll face. Real cute. God! You're so freaking cute. Do you know that?" he said giving me that creepy smile again.

"Okay dude. I know that you're probably horny and you want to release the stress of not finding a girl to do it with. But dude, I gotta tell you there's a strip club right around the corner and you're a-" I said and looked at his face.