Chapter 3

My forehead knotted when the masculine man kicked the broken class on the floor. He seemed pissed that his girlfriend's dress got ruined by the liquor.

"Look at my girlfriend's dress, you asshole!"

He bowed and kept on murmuring sorry as he pick the glasses on the floor. Even people on the dance floor stopped dancing when they saw the commotion.

"It got stained!" The girl complained.

"Actually, I saw that both were the one who bumped him. They were kissing that they didn't notice him." Pixie behind me whispered.

My brows furrowed at what I heard.

"Pay my girlfriend's dress!"

They gasped when the masculine man grabbed Aiden's collarbone.

"Why would he?" I asked and went in front of the masculine man.

I might be short and he might be tall but I am not afraid of him! How dare he!

"Why would he? Because he ruined my girlfriend's dress!" He pointed the skinny girl beside him.

I looked at the girl from head to toe. It was only a little red stain on her white ruby top.

"Where's the ruin there?" I asked and looked at the girl who was glaring at me.

He scoffed and turned to Aiden.

"You—"

"Man, leave the boy alone." I held his arms to stop him and motioned him to back off.

"This guy ruined my girlfriend's dress!"

My eyes widened when he punched him on the face.

My blood boiled at that that I snatched a liquor from someone to throw it to his girlfriend's dress.

"What the fuck?!" She shouted.

I smirked.

"Now it's ruined. That's what you want to see earlier right?" I asked the man.

"What's wrong with you?!" He hissed.

I motioned my hands in front of him as if he cannot see my hands even when he seems already  pissed because I acted like he's blind.

"Now, can you see it, man? Her dress is now completely ruined. I thought you're blind for a second. What's next? You want me to ruin your face?" I asked.

"Oh my god. What are you doing?!" Pixie whispered behind me.

The grabbed my jacket and lifted me up with raging anger on his eyes while I looked at him with my stoic look, unfazed of his blazing fire eyes. Aiden stood and held his arms but since he was a weakling, he got knocked out by one blow. He even kicked Aiden’s back that my patience erupted.

"You think you can fight me, kid?!"

"Why? Did you think that way? Poor you, I don't think the same way as you." I smirked.

"Miracle." Aiden called in his cold tone.

"Who are you to meddle in our business?!"

"And who are you to touch him?!" I shouted back.

He scoffed and hissed as if he discovered something ridiculous.

"Why? Is he your boyfriend?"

I punched his face with my strong knock that he was able to let go of me because of shock.

"Oh my god!" Pixie shouted in exasperation.

I was about to punch him again if only no burden was in the way. I lost my lost sanity by the time I felt the hardness of that bitch's hand on my cheeks.

"Oops, my bad. You hurt my boyfrie—"

I gave her the same intensity of slap— well, maybe kind of intense— let's say it was the harsher slap— the devil's slap to be exact.

"Oops, my bad, my palms got hurt." I smirked.

Someone pulled my palms so I looked at Aiden, annoyed but he was pissed and irritated as well.

"Stop it and go home." His voice was restraining and cold.

"I—"

"You are not going home without my punch as well!" The man shouted at me.

"Well, yeah. I'm not—" Aiden pulled me out there.

"Miracle!" Pixie shouted.

But it was too late, the man got to punch Aiden.

"What the bullshit?! Where's the guards?!" I shouted.

My eyes gazed the whole club, some were looking at us while some are minding their own business. 

"Let's get party!" The DJ even shouted as if there was no commotion.

Fog machine exploded, artificial smoke added the heat on the dance floor, music became clamorous, lights became wilder, and shouts of fun became distinct. My eyes drifted to the man on the second floor, his arms were leaning on the railings as he drink his wine, he looked at us with a smirk as if he was enjoying the commotion downstairs. 

"Oh my god! Stop! Aiden's going to die!" Pixie shouted that I almost cannot hear due to the loud music.

With a forceful strength, I kicked that man's penis and he ended up shouting loud along with the loud music because of pain. 

I helped Aiden stood.

"You! We're not done yet!" The man shouted in angst.

I laughed at his state, it was a mocking laugh only if Aiden didn't pull me out, I would've been death by the way that man glare at me.

"Mother-fucker." I cursed when the masculine man started running towards us.

Aiden noticed it too that he tightened his grip on my pulse as we dive in to the immense crowd on the dance floor.

"What the fuck?"

"Hey!"

Many complained but he didn't care as long as he got me out of there.

"That girl! Just wait 'till I catch you!" His voice was getting nearer.

I raised my middle finger on the air and I know he saw it because of his brittle curses— It was meant for him after all. I smirked.

Aiden glared at me and pulled me faster as he ran outside of this club.

I thought we were done once we get out of the club but fucking shit, he has a back-up!

"What the—?!" That weakling complained by the time he saw the back-up.

He was catching his breath but we have no left time to breath because we will definitely lose our breath once they catch us! 

"Let's go!" I pulled him out and ran as fast as I can.

"You assholes! Catch those two!"

I can hear Aiden's fast breathing behind me while my thumping heart seems like running with us on a marathon, beads of sweats formed on my forehead as they started travelling down my face but the air of the wind touching our skin as we ran was like a fan to wipe it off but at the same time the reason to form another batch of sweats with both our feet running towards unknown, running on its own, away from danger.

"I'm losing breath!" Aiden shouted.

"You weakling! This is your fault so bear with it!"

My grip on him tightened when his feet started slowing down, many were looking at us like we were something crazy but I didn't mind them, instead, I pulled Aiden on the corner after seeing a small alley to hide beside a store.

I can feel Aiden holding his breath while I'm in front of him, close to his body to hide in this small hole. Both of my hands are pinned on the wall to stop myself from going near him but at the same time, to hide my body to those fucking shits.

"Where did those two go?!" The man asked in frustration.

I went near Aiden to hide my body when I felt someone taking a peek at our side. We were too close that he has to turn his head to the left side to avoid my face and since I was wearing my heels, our height was almost the same that I could kiss— I mean what the fucking shit?!

"You smell good." I commented in a hushed tone.

His cheeks and ears flushed and it made me smirk. I heard his slow but loud gulp near me, evident that he was intimidated by our position.

Without any valid reason, I stepped near to tease him more, and now his Adam's apple was bobbing while his eyes cannot stay in one direction because of our closeness.

"What are you doing?!" He whispered in irritation.

"Hiding." I whispered on his ears.

I smirked when I saw how the thin hair on his nape stood because of that silly whisper. 

Was it enticing, huh?

I took the chance of his awkwardness to stare at his face.

He has this pointed nose with his deep eyes that blended well with the thickness of his brows. His heart shape lips seems like a virgin— wait what?!

His eyes drifted back to my eyes that he caught me staring at his lips! His brows furrowed at me.

I avoided my eyes and stepped backwards because of shock but then I was about to say a word when he pulled my back closer to him if only he didn’t cover my mouth.

“Shh.” He whispered.

“No one?” I heard a man asked.

“Those two! I’ll bribe the owner of that club to tell me the name and address of that waiter! I’m damn pissed!”

I heard Aiden’s loud beating because of our closeness. Beads of sweat were on his forehead and he seems scared at what he heard.

Weakling.

Minutes passed and we heard nothing from the outside. He was pale as he catch his breath. He was holding his back and chest as if something was painful in there.

He saw me looking at him so he straightened his back and tried his best to calm down.

“I think we should head out. Your parents might be looking for you. You’re still a minor.” He gazed my clothes.

“As if someone will care.” I hissed and went out.

Thankfully, no one was outside. I stretched my arms wide and looked back at him. He was still holding his back but he straightened up after seeing me looking at him.

"Let’s buy some ice cream." I said, maybe it will lessen the pain.

"I don't—"

"I have a money, weakling." I showed him my purse.

Without waiting for his respond, I walked my own way.

I yawned and looked at the river while I was sitting on the chair with a table infront of me, waiting for Aiden's ice cream. It was calm and serene, the moon painted on the starless and cloudless sky was lonely, very unromantic for the cold breeze of evening to kiss my face and sent me shiver. The surface of the glistening river reflecting the luminous moon got rippled by the howling wind.

"Here." Aiden gave me my chocolate ice cream and sat in front of me.

"Where's yours?" I asked and tasted my ice cream through a spoon.

He shook his head and positioned back the bridge of his glasses using his fingers.

"You don't like ice cream?" I asked.

He slid back my wallet on the table and sighed.

"By the way, you're 17? It's not allowed for a minor to work in a club right?" I asked.

"I'm turning 18 next month."

I nodded.

"How long did you work there?"

"More than a year."

My forehead knotted at that.

"But you're a—"

"The son of the owner of the club is my sister's friend. I pleaded him to let me in and he accepted me."

My eyes widened at the sudden discovery.

"You have a sister?!"

He avoided my gaze but he didn't respond.

"Wait? I never heard that you have a sister? Why is your sister not with you?"

He shook his head and pursed his lips.

I pouted and nodded. I get it. He doesn't want me to know.

"Ice cream's delicious. Taste it." I reached for his mouth with the scoop of ice cream. "Ahh, weakling." I said.

He glared at me and shook his head.

"I'm—"

"Come on, weakling. Don't be shy. Say ahh." I kept a poker face although I was intending to tease him.

"Miracle, I'm—"

"Ahh. Say ahh." I opened my mouth.

He tsk-ed and opened his mouth. I smirked and gave him a spoon of ice cream. He avoided my gaze as he taste the sweetness of it.

Maybe ice cream can help him reduce the pain right?

So I gave him another batch of ice cream, he sighed and opened his mouth again while I smirked.

"How does it taste like?" I asked.

"It's—"

"My lips. How does it taste like? The indirect kiss." I licked the spoon he ate earlier and gave him a smirk.

He flushed and avoided my gaze.

"Sweet? Yummy? What?" I teased.

He scratched his nape and turned redder that even his arms were red. He scratched his arms too and cannot look at me directly.

"Ahh." I gave him another spoon of chocolate ice cream.

He gulped and opened his mouth again. This time, I intentionally put an ice cream beside his lips.

"Nah-ah." I held his hands when he was about to remove the excess of the ice cream beside his lips.

His forehead knotted at that but it disappeared when I removed it for him, he thought I was gonna remove it off my finger so he grabbed a tissue but I put my finger I used on my mouth and tasted it with a smirk.

"Yummy." I said and licked my lips.

He flushed once again while I smirked and grabbed the tissue to clean my fingers.

"I-I think we should go." He scratched his arms.

I was about to say a word when he stood. He flinched at the sudden move he did and touched his back so I stood too but he removed it immediately when he realize I was looking at him.

"I'll find a taxi for you." He passed by me.

I sighed and looked at him if he was okay but he kept on scratching his nape and arm. I tasted my ice cream again and followed him from behind.

By the time we reached the street, a cab was already waiting for me. He opened the cab's door for me and motioned me to hop in.

I sighed and went in the car. I was about to say another word but he shut the door of the cab and turned his back on me.

The engine started but my gaze stilled on him. I opened the window's cab and pulled my head out from the cab to shout at him.

"See yah, tom, weakling!" I shouted.

He stopped walking and didn't move for a second, the air of the outside was messing my hair but I didn't go in even when the cab was moving far from his distance.

He turned to me and I don't know if I was hallucinating but I saw his smile.

Until he disappeared from my line of sight.

I huffed and went back in. I closed the window and for unknown reason, a ghost of smile formed into my lips.

"Where have you been?!" I was shock when my brother came to me the moment I entered our mansion.

"Justine... Oh! Hi."

His forehead remained knotted along with his brows that were furrowed. He gave me clothes and my eyes widened at that.

"You're not in your condo unit? You're staying here?"

I mean he's a college student and he goes to a prestigious school so why is he staying here far from the school he went?

"Your birthday is near, Miracle. Weaks later." He smiled and tucked the strands of my hair.

I pouted and hugged him. He hugged me back and kissed my head.

"Dad's bringing his 5th girlfriend here." I whispered.

He sighed and caressed my hair.

"He's a cheater." I complained.

"How's your school?" He changed the topic.

"I hate school." I buried my face on his chest.

He chuckled and kissed my head. He was my dad's favorite because he was smart unlike me. He understands things easily while an easy multiplication was already hard for me to compute.

Dad hates me because of my disorder. Dad hates me because of my personality. Dad hates me because I was born.

Justine has always been my ally, the one who defends me, the one who understands me. Mom doesn't like the idea that I always got into a fight but Justine would support me that he even taught me basic self defense, how to kick man in their sensitive part, and many other things for my own benefit and safety because he knew my personality.

I never back-out in any fights especially if it involves an important person to me.

But this time, I did.

Especially when I saw the blood on my mom's hand while holding the knife.

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Celestial Aurora