Chapter six
That voice only belongs to Dave. No! That doesn't even make any sense. Nevertheless, my mom and I whirl around to look at the speaker.
A gasp escapes my mouth as I continue to stare at the i***t face of Dave Margray. Was I cursed with him? Why must I see him every time and everywhere I go?
"Mr. Margray," mom's voice trembles, and I could feel the extent of the fear from my side.
Heck! What's he looking for?
"I don't have your time, ok?" I snap dangerously at him. I watch him for a while, "And I need to move out now because I don't want to be bundled out by the security men," I explain, although I'm still unsure of why I did that. I whirl to leave again but his voice stops me.
" I own this place," he says as a matter of fact. I turn to look at him again, a bit startled a
