Who Owns Her [ Yandere! Ashes X Fork ]

Chapter 6 [ Part 4 ]

[ A/N: I finished writing this three hours ago
but forgot to publish this because you guess it.
Mobile Legends whoo! But ohhh~ things are
getting interesting here. ]

==== Chapter 6   [ Part 4 ] ====

Dante stares at the mirror, glaring at his own reflection. The scar on his chin, a slight graze caused by Alessio's bullet. Dante is very lucky enough that his superior has allowed him to live. What could have happened if Boss didn't give him another chance? His ocean eyes slightly narrows while he gently touches his flawed cheek. The young man clicks his tongue. Irritations grew within as Dante thinks of him.

That fucktard will pay for that.

He places a new bandaid on the scar. Later in an angry manner, he twists the faucet to the right to open. Water immediately splashes out, and he lets the water pour in those hands of his. Right after doing his business in the restroom, he suddenly sees that bitch in his arms. (Y/N) seems to be struggling—trying to escape from his own clutch—but that bastard has a big smile on his fucking face. While looking at you.

He totally is enjoying this.

Dante tsks, regretting to leave his gun back in his room. The man could have killed them already. Too bad. With those oceanic blue eyes on them, observing, he doesn't expect for you to see him and call out for his name. His eyes widen when you urge him to come closer and save him from the bastard.

"Dante! Dante!"

Ashes glares at you when he hears that. "Oh, (Y/N)~ I might just change my mind and kidnap you now."

You gape at him, instantly zipping your pink tainted lips. Although it's really unlikely that he's planning to kidnap you.. strangely, your guts somehow tell you that it might just happen.

You firmly press your lips, and he sweetly smiles at you. "Okay, that's better." Ashes's gaze hardens as it lands on Dante. Then he proceeds to walk away with you silently praying that that Dante will come and save you. "(Y/N), you have no idea how much I like you." Ashes laughs as his hand begins to stroke your hair again.

You gulp, cringing.

"I doubt that," you stutter, "We barely talked."

Ashes softly chuckles at the denial stage you are in right now. Cute! She couldn't really believe it! "Oh, but I like you, (Y/N). Or I might even think that I love you now." Your cheeks turn deep red, and you shake your head — you're starting to think this dude is crazy. And how did Ashes manage to like you. You have not done too much. You sigh.

I shouldn't have talked to him.

"I don't like you, okay..." you softly whisper. Ashes's big bright smile wavers, and he stops from walking. Oops—! Wrong words, (Y/N). Wrong words.. Ashes's brown eyes dim. He looks at you for a moment. Nothing, no emotion. Then he laughs in an almost empty tone, scarily empty. A gulp. You look away.

"Well, we can change that," he says, dryly.

"Um, yeah. We can start by being friends!" you exclaim, trying to lighten the atmosphere between you two guys... Well, at least you're trying to befriend Ashes despite you telling yourself before that you're going to ignore him. It has backfired anyways..

He likes you before you can even start ignoring him

Ashes slightly narrows his chocolate brown eyes at you, and you just give him that innocent look. "What do you mean? Are we not friends?" Well that's what I have been asking myself from the start. You fake a laugh as you let out a nod.

"Oh, silly me. Of course we're friends."

You look at your wrist watch.

10 : 28 A.M.

Your (E/C) eyes widen as you tap him on the arm. "And silly you! Break time is over. You have to let me go now." You feel panic when he only laughs at your words. Oh... dear, let you go. He doesn't think he can do that. He has tightened his grip on you now, and you start to move so ungracefully, thrashing your body.

"Ashes!"

He glares at you. "Stop it!"

"Ashes!"

A gunshot is heard, and you are dropped to the ground. Ashes turns around, and thankfully isn't hurt. When he perceives the intruder, he sees those blue eyes narrowed back at him with a gun pulled out. You look at Dante, a surprised expression is plastered on your face. But you don't think anymore after that.

You just run.

He's crazy. He's crazy.

You harshly push open the door and see yourself barge inside in a familiar room. You stop to take in some air, inhaling in then exhaling out. As you look up, you see golden eyes staring back at you.

Kielle.