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88.88% Am I The Villian? / Chapter 8: Date night..

Chương 8: Date night..

First-person POV,

"Why did I agree to do this again?" I asked myself out loud looking out the window the same sullen look making its way up my face.

I know they thought they were trying to help me move on, but that was not what I need.

How am I supposed to trust anyone else after what happened, how was I supposed to make me fall for anyone again after what happened.

Yet even though I fucking hate this, I still can't say no, it was the only reason why they would let me stay in a different state and without bodyguards even though I could still see someone always following me everywhere I went.

Letting out a slow breath, I looked out my car window, I was in front of crystals the same place I was meeting my supposed date.

I should go out of my car already, but I had to be prepared, I just need to sit there for 15 minutes and then I'll leave, I told myself before getting out of the car and giving the key to a valet to park and then I went into the large building.

The sight of couples on a date makes me feel a little nauseous, it's sickening to see them all acting like true love really existed when all they were doing was receiving each other.

I received the table number I should meet supposed date which was table number 11, and when I got close, I saw a guy dressed in an Armani suit seated on the table that had a card with the number 11 written on it.

He got up from his seat when he saw me and I'm sure he got my picture so he recognized me and I got his too, but I never bothered to check it.

"Hello, Miss Miranda," he greeted me with his hand extended forward, a hand I only stared at before taking my seat.

"Hi," was all I said after sitting and he also sat back down rubbing the back of his head awkwardly with a small smile.

I kept a flat face while staring at him as he said a few things that I didn't hear because I was busy doing a few calculations on how fast I can get to go see sally even though I booked a later time today because of the ridiculous date.

"Miss," I heard from a far followed by a snap of fingers in front of my eyes, making me raise my eyes to look at him with a slight frown.

"Are you okay?" He asked sounding a little apologetic, and that made me sigh.

"Can we just order?" I asked although I hate to eat in public, I'm quite famished and I needed to eat something because I haven't had anything except for coffee.

"Yeah, of course," he said quickly with an awkward clear of his throat which I ignored and picked the menu from the table and checked what kind of pasta they had as that was what I wanted to eat right now.

"So, what are you having?" He asked trying to sound friendly making me cringe at the feeling of goosebumps rising on my skin.

***

The dinner ended, most of it in a flash and the only thing I knew I did right was to make sure to make the guy know that I was not in for any calls or texts from him and that he shouldn't even bother trying, and now it was time for me to meet Sally.

I was done battling one of the things I despised doing and now I just need to get through another torturing 30 minutes.

The familiar 2 story building came into view and I looked into my rare view mirror to make sure I don't look like I'd been hit with a damn door before getting out of the car.

Deep breaths in and out before I walked over to the entrance door, however, I felt my feet freeze in the same spot I stood at the sight of the person who had just come out of the door I was just about to go through.

I swear I almost forgot how to breathe, this can't be happening, am I beginning to imagine things again? My brain seems to be in a frenzy trying to wake up my senses.

I felt like my whole life was been flashed in front of my eyes as I watched the same eyes that I swore never to meet again, stare back at me and although my sense was screaming at me to move, I couldn't get them to move even an inch...

"This isn't real, Miranda," I said to myself, but that didn't work either, until a voice, no not a voice the same voice I could tell apart even when it's been weaved with millions spoke and that was enough to snap me out of my zoned out state.

"Miss, are you going to go in?"


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Chương 9: Did he forget me?

"Miss, miss, are you okay?" The voice spoke again but the more this person right here spoke, the more I felt everything becoming distant, and my breathing becoming shallow until I felt a pair of arms around my arms and that woke me up instantly.

How dare he touch me, I thought with a frown.

"Oh, sorry I thought you were about to pass out," he apologized and slightly moved away.

My hands clenched tightly, as I stared at the face of the guy dressed in an Armani suit, the look on my face darkening the moment I looked at his face.

Was he trying to say he didn't realize who I was, was I that insignificant to him, I thought while watching him.

However I didn't let my emotions get the best of me, I couldn't let him see that he affected me, he didn't even fucking seem to recognize me.

Maybe I changed a lot in the span of three years, or maybe it was all because I meant nothing to him, and that's why he didn't even seem to remember me.

"I'm sorry, I was just trying to help you stand," he apologized once more, making me smile a small forced smile at him before pushing past him and going into the building without sparing him another glance.

My body was literally shaking as I walked through the hallways that led me to Sally's office, my encounter with him replaying in my head.

The way he looked at me, the way his voice sounded just like I remembered, even his touch, everything felt like I remembered the same tingly feelings it left, almost as if nothing changed, however, something did change.

A huge part of me that would have been filled with fluttering in my stomach just from listening to his voice was now replaced by bubbling anger that was threatening to surface with each passing second and it took everything I had not to go back out there and smack him hard in the face.

It wasn't enough that he did what he did three years ago, now he had to go as far as acting like I was a complete stranger, someone he was meeting for the first time.

I had been planning, for three whole years on how I was going to react when I happen to see him again.

However, I guess it didn't matter if it took three years or even more, I was not going to be prepared for meeting him.

"Miranda, calm down, think of your plans...," I said almost in a chanting manner like I was saying some prayer to help me calm down, and it did...most of the time, not today though.

It didn't matter how many times I chanted it, I couldn't stop myself from shaking. I couldn't meet Sally this way, and even though I needed the pills she gives me, I couldn't stand it anymore as I immediately turned and ran out of the building and into my car.

Without waiting even for a split second, I turned on the car and drove out of the place and back to the office.

I know what you're thinking, I should be driving home and not the office, but what calms me down is at the office, not my studio apartment.

I didn't care about my speed of driving and I was lucky not to have gotten the police on my trail before getting to the office.

I didn't wait to park my car as the only thing I needed right now was to get upstairs to my office and into the back room.

The elevator doors slide open the moment I clicked the doors, it was late at night and only the security man was in the company, someone I greeted with a nod at the door before scurrying inside.

The dark hallways didn't scare me one bit, I was used to the darkness and how welcoming and peaceful it was, so gliding through the hallway and getting to my office wasn't a hard task.

The moment I did, I didn't bother turning on the lights in the office as I walked directly to the back of my chair and punched in the pin to the room no one except me was aware of and the moment the door slide open, the left corner of my mouth raised into a vicious smile and then was followed by a huge sigh as my ragged breath slowly began to become regular.

The room immediately lit up in blue light revealing the whole wall covered in pictures from three years ago till date.

Pictures of those that were going to wish they were dead three years ago, because I was going to make sure they paid for every single thing they did to me, and they wouldn't even see me coming, and that's a promise.

I strode over to the left wall, covered in his pictures, and that of the families he started, a family we should have started, and grabbed one of the pictures, a flat look on my face as I stared at it continuously without a word, before pinning it back to the wall.

"Enjoy your life for now, because I'm going to take it away just when you want it the most," I stated before turning back to the wall behind me.

This wall was the only one that had a single picture on it, and all I could do was stare at it, the familiar twisting feeling in my chest threatening to return, but I didn't let it.

"You shouldn't have," I whispered and let my eyes fall close slowly...

His betrayal didn't hurt as bad as hers did...


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