Imaginary Friend???

C H A P T E R 8

*Isabel's POV...*

I was shocked...

And hurt.

I'm sorry as well.. I didn't know what has gotten into me that time, until he shouted at me. I was scared for a moment, then I felt outraged... How shameless am I?

I am just here, strolling around at 'nowhere' but heck, Mr. GPS might help me later. I just kept walking, lost in my own woolgathering until I bumped into somebody, falling on the f-
Scratch that-

Er, somebody's arms?

I looked up only to see brunet hair glistening with the sunshine and upon looking at the man's features, I saw Lovino.

Still with his neatly fixed hair and that side smile of his, still charming as ever. How was it that I haven't fell like totally for him? Well, bc I'm a normal lil assed dudette that didn't care about irrelevant stuff in my so- called life.

I was caught off guard when he suddenly left a peck on my forehead. I then repelled from him, pulling away as he gave me a rather innocent smile.

"Hey, Love, what are you doing out here alone?" He asked and I felt my cheeks burn up a little by what he's said and the tone was a little husky.

I felt chills went down my spine as I tried to keep my composure. Why am I outside by the way? I'm taking my precious lonely to clear my mind ei. Even I'm just doing my own little dramas.

"I just w-went out to buy some...-m-milkshake!" I blurted out, cursing in my mind as I stuttered. He let out a chuckle and a smile that I've never seen leave his lips. It looked pretty sinister but it didn't scared me...

In fact, sinister smilers, grinners, manics are my types... In the bad way? But hell naw that I like people making 'rape faces'. I'm currently in the midst of a suffocating gaze and I'm ranting in my mind, talking to myself.

I just stood there, finding myself glued to the ground and it baffled me until to the pits of my mind why. My train of thoughts was destroyed when he suddenly spoke.

"I-i'm actually serious..."

I looked at him in the eyes.

"That I like you."

My eyes widen and I spoke slowly, biting my lip afterwards, looking away.

"I'm sorry..."

His eyes widen as well, staring down at me.

"But I don't share the same feelings you have..."

He then smiled.

"Then I'll make you mine."

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*Daryl's POV...*

I continued to pound my head on the wall nonstop with my eyes shut closed, complaining to myself. "What the hell, what the hell, what the hell, you're so stupid, you didn't even ran after her, oh damn, you're really a crapbutt.- urgh-!" I then started to pull on my hair, growling and croaking to myself loudly.

I would love to scream and stuff from the fact that nobody will hear me anyway but maybe just later on.

My thoughts then drifted back to Isabel, and... I can't sense her. I don't even know where she has went when she flee from me.