Chapter 19
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"So, how are you?"
I gulped as I look up to Bullet. I know, I can't continue to avoid him, but my bruises. I just don't want him to worried.
Monica's loud voice echoed in my head. They're getting married. I should be happy for him, even though Bullet didn't told me.
"I-I'm fine..." I looked away.
I open the door wide for him to come inside. My bruises are all healed now, that's why I have a guts to faced him.
He walked inside like he own it. The way he sat at the sofa, it shouts danger and power. The way he looked at me, it send shiver run down through my spine! I'm nervous, but why should I, right? He lied to me...
"D-Do you want some drinks?" I acted like its just a normal day, but I know, it's not.
He didn't say anything except that he motioned his forefinger. Signing me to come close to him. I slowly walk to him as I hid my hands at my back. I'm trembling!
As I get close to him, he captured my waist and snaked his around it. My heart was beating so fast! I can't breath properly as I stared at his intense gaze.
"What happened?" he asked.
I shakes my head, acting like nothing happened. But I know, he didn't buy it. Bullet's smart, he can read the situation well, but why can't he read that I want him? That I liked him, and now...
I just realized that, I'm in love with him! Heck! I love him! How cruel is that? Even if I pray every night to god, to let me own him, it's not gonna happen. We have different world,and different likes.
"N-nothing. Why?" I answered.
His brows arch in sarcastic way as his eyes held no emotion. I bit my lips as I played my fingers behind me.
"You can't fool me, Milda. Just f*****g tell, what the f**k is wrong?!" his voice thundered.
I almost jump. "What are you talking about? Why are you mad? Is something wrong---"
"What am I talking about? Really? f*****g impossible! Why am I mad?! Bullshit Milda! You f*****g know the answer!" he yell.
I bow my head as my tears formed in my eyes. "I just did some important matters..."
"And telling me the matter is a hindrance? Is that is? Am I just a burden or hindrance to you, Milda?"
I shakes my head and if my head could break off my neck the way I shared it, it would.
"That's not it! That's not the reason... I just realized, why would you want to hang out with me? Are they true? Are you just playing with me? Are you just bored? I have a lot of questions that I'm afraid to ask, Bullet..." I sigh. "You're not a hindrance or anything! I'm just thinking if you really want to be friends with me, or you're just bored, just like you told me before."
He lifted my head so that our gaze would see. He wiped the tears that flows out on my eyes.
"I'm the one mad here, Milda... You're so unfair. Just a lone tear that'll role on your goddess face and I'm done. It melted away. So unfair..." he whispered to my ears. "I never think of you that way. I'm the one upset here! Why would you need to think of that? I only want you, and I'm not lying to you..."
"You're lying to me. You lied to me again. How many time would you do that? I can understand it..."
He looked at me as confusion is what I read. "What are you talking about?"
"And now you're acting innocent. I told you that I will not accept you if you lie to me again, and you did it! My words not that important huh?"
He tilted his head as his forehead curled. "What the f**k?! Just tell straight to the point!" he commanded.
"You're getting married and you didn't even told me..."
"f*****g… Bull... Shit..."
We're now at the, just lying as we looked at the apartment roof. He didn't say a thing or clear something when I told him that he is getting married. Silence means yes, right?
He's embracing so tight and his face was facing my neck. I could feel his feathery kisses. It's not right, I know, but, I want him too...
He sighed heavily as he started to chuckled sexily. "f*****g goodness..." he continue to chuckled. "Who the f**k said that to you?" he asked.
I played with the comforter. "Does that matter? Just answer it."
"It does, Milda. That motherfucker wanted to separate us! I will f*****g crash it into pieces. I will make its life like a hell. Name, give me the name." I could feel his rage towards the person that told me the news.
I touched his soft hair. It's getting longer. I brushed it. "Why you wouldn't tell me? It's just a harmless question, and maybe, just maybe, that person is right, yeah?"
He encircled his strong arms to my waist. We're so close! It's inappropriate I know, he have a fiance...
"Give me a space, Bullet."
"What?! What space?!" He suddenly snapped.
"It's inappropriate, you know. Is it okay to to do this kind of things to a friend? I think, not..."
"It is! Some friends do more than this! This is me, being sweet. I want to be close to you, I want to caress your face, your skin! God, I want to touch you!"
"But you can't, right? Because you have a fiance... Admit it, it's not like, I can stop it."
"Stapo saying nonsense! I am not getting married! f*****g gossip!" he sat. The way he brushed his hair, he looks very frustrated, well me too!
Why can't he say it?! Why is he lying?!
"Stop lying Bullet. I hate liars. Don't take me too easily. I'm not a fool." I said coldly. He quickly looked into my eyes as he stared at it with scared reaction. There's so many emotions on his eyes that I can't read it anymore. But I know, he's scared, he's scared to something.
"I'm not lying, damn it! Why can't you believe me? I am telling the truth... Come on Milda. Believe in me, just me, okay? I'm not getting married, heck I don't even have a girlfriend!" He explained.
"Then why does Monica need to say it? Why does she need to tell me that you two are still in a relationship and getting married."
He closed his eyes. "That f*****g bitch." he opened it. "She's the one tell that fake news?"
I nodded. "Yeah. She's your ex, right? Ah, girlfriend, yeah, girlfriend."
"No. She's not. And we're not getting married. Never. f*****g never. I don't want her."
I held his hands. "Are you telling the truth?"
He caress my face. I closed my eyes. "Yes..." he whispered.
"Then answer my question honestly."
"Shoot it."
"Who do you want?" I looked into his eyes. He didn't back out. I thought he was going to answer it when he suddenly smirk that gives chills to my whole body.
"That's private. Soon, you'll know it." He kissed the side of my lips.
My eyes got widen. His personality become someone again. Does he have DID? But I know, he don't. So what's wrong?
You're so mysterious Bullet, so mysterious that I'm getting really curious to open your all emotions.
"You're unfair too." I whispered.
"Were very compatible, right?" he smirked.
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