Tainted (English version) by Ana Lou Valer

The First actual conversation if you can call that

"Hey?"

Mischa abruptly turn her head to see the culprit who almost gave her a heart attack and could possibly end her young life if she wasn't  so lucky and her heart could be weak. Only to meet the deepest blue of eyes and the most arrogant face of a man she only seen just minutes ago in the small French cafe just around the corner of the alley that they were in right now.

She was both relieve and angered at the same time. Relief, because she thought she was going to get mobbed, raped or God knows what by some Creepy Psychopathic Strangers and Anger because she was thinking dark thoughts and gave her own self a scare when in fact there is nothing to be scared of, all because an arrogant self centered idiot decided to follow her like a creep just to prove a point that he could get laid.

"Seriously? What is wrong with you?" She yelled at him. She felt like bursting from all the pent up emotion she has inside. The fright, the anger, the relief, the happiness??, the... well, she is so confused about all the emotion she felt that she couldn't pin point all of it. She just felt like a ball of emotion ready to explode and explode she did. She felt like a total nincompoop for getting scared why would she be scared to get raped its not like there is anything worth robbing from her anyway. It was long gone. She felt disgusted from herself for acting like a total virgin when she doesn't have any right to be. What is there to be scared of when there is nothing valuable that she keep? Her life is of no value since she wasn't any hero nor any person of great relevance to the society. Geez! she couldn't even play the good girl part since good girls supposed to keep their legs together and not apart and God knows she did the last part. At first she wanted to yell and make a scene but then when reality dawn into her she felt tired and fake.

She let out a sigh and was about to turn and leave when the stranger spoke again.

"I'm sorry I wasn't meant to scare you. I didn't realized you could get scared that easily honestly, I wasn't thinking at all." He was blabbing and even look sheepish while adding the last part "I'm sorry."

When she didn't react and just look at him. Marcus introduced himself.

"I'm Marcus by the way." He held his hand waiting for her to take it but she just look at his hand laid in front of her and alternate her gaze from his hand and his eyes. He took his hand back awkwardly and put both his hand inside each of his trousers side pockets. " We kind off look at each other while we were in the cafe just minutes ago." Marcus explains he actually doesn't understand himself at the moment all he knows is the situation is really awkward and at the same time he wants to know the girl in front of her. In all honesty this is the first time he acted like such towards a girl not boasting his ego or anything but really he is not the one who does the talking. He doesn't know where he is going with this but he prayed to the gods that he would get a name out from this situation.

When she turn and acted like she was about to leave, Marcus felt a little bit threatened and scared that he just burst out " Can I ask you for a cup of coffee?"

"Shit! Idiot! Seriously, dude? Couldn't you act more like a psycho?' he instigate himself internally. He was ready to give up when he heard a soft laughter from the girl in front of him.

He look up and smiled when he saw the glee dancing in her eyes. He felt relieved honestly he got scared when her eyes dances with all those negative emotions just minutes ago. He understood the fear, fright and anger since he acted like a total moronic psycho minutes ago when he decided to follow her in this alley but what he doesn't understand is after those emotion, her eyes register disgust and anger in a different manner and even self pity if he read it right. He wanted to connect his fist to the idiot who could possibly made her felt those kind of emotion.