No Strings Attached

Chapter Eight

Jennie turned pale. She felt cold sweat on her back. She was about to scream for help when she heard another voice in the dimly lit street.

"Hold it right there!" a voice yelled.

Jennie tried to look at the person who was approaching the teenager from the back.

"If you dare lay a finger on that lady, I'll make sure my knife goes through your ribs before you can even say 'cream puffs'," a low voice said.

The teenager felt something jabbing his spine. Fearing for the worst, he decided to make a quick retreat.

"Okay, I'll leave her alone!"

He ran off in the opposite direction and into the darkness of the street.

"A beautiful woman like you shouldn't be wandering around the small streets in Tokyo, especially if you're unfamiliar with the area." There was a change in the tone of voice. It was more feminine now compared to the earlier deep tone.

Jennie stared at the owner of the voice and couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the familiar face approaching her.

"Looks like my whisk has a new use as a weapon instead of just whipping stuff up in a bowl," Lisa laughed as she kept it into her backpack.

"I know some self-defense! I was about to kick him where it hurts when you came along," Jennie said defiantly.

Jennie was surprised at bumping into Lisa in this random side street. Deep inside her, she was glad Lisa came to her rescue but she didn't want to admit it. Strangely, her heartbeat was still relatively fast though she was safe now.

There was a faint scent of cocoa as Lisa stood within inches away from Jennie. She smiled and looked at the taller girl, trying to make out her sharp features despite the dim lighting in the street.

"Well, well, not a word of thanks." Lisa shook her head and let out a long sigh. She placed both hands on the store's window, effectively trapping Jennie between her and the store.

Lisa was pleasantly surprised to chance upon Jennie at such an unexpected place. She was heading home after having drinks with her Japanese friends at a nearby pub. From afar, she spotted a hooded person taking out a knife from his back pocket and threatening the woman with it. Although she knew she wouldn't had been able to win that person in a fight, her sense of justice took over her rational mind and she decided to step in to help.

Upon getting closer to the two of them, Lisa's heart skipped a beat when she realised that the woman was Jennie.

Jennie, even the plainest clothes can't hide your beauty. Of all places to meet...we must be destined to meet in the strangest situations.

Lisa heard the teenager demanding for money and felt infuriated. She had to come up with a plan soon in order to save Jennie from that kid. Digging around her bag, she managed to arm herself with her whisk for self-defense.

"What are you doing along this street then?" Jennie questioned. She pressed her back against the glass window as Lisa inched closer to her. She felt her breathing quickened as the gap between them got smaller. A while ago she was thinking about Lisa but little did she expect the latter to appear in the flesh right now.

"That's for me to know and you to find out," Lisa said cheekily. "We seem to be running into each other in the most unusual circumstances eh?"

"Not that I'm interested to know. I'm going back to my hotel now," Jennie said plainly, cleverly disguising her excitement at seeing Lisa again. She brushed Lisa's arms aside and walked briskly towards the main road.