Wanted: Baby Sitter (Completed)

WBS: Chapter 17

Gulf’s POV

“Can we talk?”

I stared at him for a few minutes before I agreed on him. I widely open the door for him to go inside the room.

“Okay!” I lazily replied to him.

I took a deep breath after the door was closed. He is standing in the middle while I’m still here standing near the door.

“What do you want us to talk about?” I broke the silence between us.

“About what happened earlier. Why did you do that to him?” he asked me, I could sense from his voice that he is irritated.

“Why did I do that? Simply because he’s an asshole!”

From his looks, he's narrowing his eyes. You could see it in his face that he is mad.

“Can you just tell me why the hell did you do that? You punched someone and you almost killed him. What’s the matter with you?” he’s now raising his voice to me.

“Why do you even care to know? Where in the first place, you already believed him. So what’s the use of telling you?" I shouted back to him. I can't stand someone raising a voice on me.

He combed his fingers on his hair. Even though he is mad, he’s hella looks so fucking good and sexy.
Say what!? Did I really say that?
I flinched when he suddenly raised his voice.

“Damn it Gulf! That’s why I’m here, talking to you. I want to know your side!” he sounds frustrated.

He wanted to know my side?

Is he kidding me? What for? It’s obvious that he believed his damn bitch boyfriend.

“What? Are we just gonna stare at each other all day? You’re not going to tell me the reason why you punched my boyfriend?” he was almost out of breath as he talked continuously.

I clenched my fist after I heard  him say that “boyfriend” word. He is really hurting me right in front of my face.
I hurriedly wipe my tears. Not even realizing that my tears were falling again.

Shit! F*ck!

“F*ck you! How dare you!” I shouted to him

To my anger I turned around and went outside the room.

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Mew’s POV

I was shocked by his actions. I immediately followed him, I went outside of the room.

I was just asking but why did he cursed at me?

“Gulf wait! Hey, we're not yet done talking!” I shouted to him.

He didn’t even look back at me. He went straight outside of the rest house.

The people we passed by might be wondering  and curious already.
I immediately ran after him when he suddenly ran.

Oh shit!

“Gulf what the heck!?” I roughly pulled him when I caught  him.

“Let go of me!” he hissed. He was trying to pull out himself from my grip.

“I won’t, unless you tell me what’s wrong with you!?” I asked him. I was still catching my breath from running.

“Let me go or I will punch you!?” he warned me.

Why is he so stubborn? He’s so hard-headed!

“I won't let you go unless you tell me your side.” I tightened my grip in his arms.