My Mafia- (ON HIATUS)

Thirty-Nine

"Remind me one more time why I shouldn't scream." Lisa furrowed her hands being dragged by the one and only Park. 

Jimin sighed at his so-called friend.

"Lalisa Manoban, I told you, I'd tell you when we get there. Just trust me." Jimin rolled his eyes continuing his steps through the streets of Paris.

Jimin actually coincidently found his friend. Well more like saved her from a devastating car crash. To be real honest, he knew she was roaming scratch that- stomping and running out of the palace. How? Well, he was stalking her, or more like stalking her and their old friend.

"How can I trust a stranger like you?" Lisa stated.

"Am not a stranger! Bitch wake up I'm your bestest friend in this flipping world." Jimin gasped completely triggered by her words.

"Oh yeah, the bestest friend who totally left me after I left him..." Lisa sarcastically said.

"Gurl, I came and visit you every day, it's you who was stuck-up and shooed me away like a cat." Jimin defended.

"I was being reasonable. Anyways, the past is past. Your clearly nothing to me. You are a stranger." Lisa stated, evident in her voice.

He left her too. Back then, she lost three of her closest relatives. Jimin, her best friend, Chae, her girl best friend who she considers as her own sister. And him, her ex-boyfriend.

"StRaNgEr? After 50 calls asking if your okay and countless chocolate bars? A STRANGER?" Jimin frowned.

"Fact: I hated Hershey's, you should know back then you jerk. And also, a princess like me should be called at least 100 times. Not just 50 times! What were you thinking?" Lisa said harshly.

Jimin stopped his tracks.

"So you, your stupid royal highness expect my phone to explode because of calling you and my money vanished with exclusive and delicious stuff just for your petty, sulking ass?!" 

"Yes." Lisa crossed her arms.

Jimin turned his head instantly at the girl. Eyeing her up and down, making sure she's not a psychotic maniac. Lisa got her chin up,  tapping her foot and raising her eyebrows. Well, she ain't one bossy heiress for no reason.

"Are you sure you're not diagnosed with any kind of disorders?" Jimin asked.

"The one who has a disorder here is you. Short af. You've been that height since, let me see, 10?" Lisa fired back.

"Oh.my.god, how can Jungkook like such a petty, bossy, irritating, horrible, attitude-problemed girl like you?" Jimin scoffed.

"Excuse me? You dare bring that cursed name upon me now? What kind of friend are you, you fat mochi!"  Lisa shouted annoyed and angry.

"Correction, am not a friend, I'm a STRANGER, right? I have all the human rights to judge someone at first sight since I clearly don't know them for some reason." Jimin rolled his eyes, making his way to a tea table near a tree.

"Oh okay, if we acting like hounds who don't give a shit to each other, count me in douchebag" Lisa slumped her back o the chair.

"Lily dear everybody knows your going to talk to me after 10 seconds. Because of loneliness." Jimin sighed.

"NO! I am not that easy. I'm a cold-hearted bitch. AND I AM NOT LONELY." Lisa stated clearly, her hands both on the table.

"10 dollars it is," Jimin smirked.

"You're on." Lisa slammed a banknote on the table shutting her mouth trying her hardest not to speak.

But everybody in the whole universe knows that Lisa isn't a quite type at all. She can't last 10 seconds.