Fany
Alfred managed to catch me on the sidewalk in front of the apartment. "Say, what's wrong?"
I shook my head, why is he so stupid? He should know my heart!
"Fany, why are you acting like this?" Alfred asked, gripping my arms like an eagle gripping prey.
"Alfred," Melissa's voice. He left the apartment with his family, but only his Mom and Dad got into the car. He was waiting for Alfred.
"Your fiancé is waiting. There, go--"
"Oh, so it's because of Melissa?"
Alfred let out a long snort, loosened his grip and chuckled. He waved at Melisa then focused on me. "You're jealous because you saw me with Melisa, right? Fany, that night I told you everything, right? About me and Melisa's strange relationship? Did you forget?"
"Yes, of course. I know ... everyone ... my friends are waiting, see ya."
I crossed the street into the Café. I stopped in front of the glass door only to see how Al
Adrian "Ouch, ouch my feet!" shouted Carl lying on his back holding his right leg. A big man dressed in a black suit got out of the car. The man in black crouched down, worried to see Carl's condition. Her voice sounded real, not fake, she really regretted her actions. “Sorry, I'm sorry. Are you all right, son? I really accidentally bumped into you. I swear to God!" "Chase the thief Bro, don't think about me!" Carl ordered, though his face was grimacing, he pointed at the robber. Looks like the money robbed is very valuable for Elisa's flower shop. "I'll try, Carl. You take it easy, okay?" I pushed my way through the crowd chasing the now frantic bastard just starting to run. I'm not a good runner. Luckily the sidewalks were packed with tourists and knick-knacks, making it difficult for thieves to distance themselves from me. It was only a matter of time before I caught him. "Go away, damn it!" s
Adrian "Hey, wasn't he the other day?" Another Mexican man came over, pointing at me. "He's the young man who came with the hot girl in front of the mini-market!" It seemed like they were a flock the other day, which bothered Fany. Good, this time I can beat them all at once without fear of dragging Fany into trouble. I ran tossing the lid off the trash can like I was throwing a Frisbee, hitting one of them in the face. I kicked the nearest man's cock, then punched his chin from the bottom until he looked up. One of them attacked with a penknife, wounding my waist. In the second slash, I held the sharp part of the knife until my palm was cut. I bumped his forehead until he fell down. The siren of a police car could be heard from far away. I threw the knife at the wall. It's dangerous for the police to see me holding a knife. Many policemen sprang up, making the onlookers at the end of the aisle make way
Fany After the last lesson on campus for the day was over, I was waiting for Adrian, standing on the sidewalk with my friends. I tried to smile to cover my feelings by acting normal and it worked. Until this moment only Casandra knows how I feel. I chatted with some friends, until we finally parted. Now only Casandra is left with me here. He put on a gloomy face while checking his screen. "Fany, I have cheerleading practice. It's better for you to wait on the field than here alone." I nodded slowly, following him. Better there than waiting on the sidewalk, right? The university grounds are always green with white stripes like the lines on a ruler. I sat in the stands where the members of the american football team were practicing, they were screaming like they were in the woods. The cheerleaders also practiced on the edge of the green grass field vigorously moving their pom-poms. Several american footbal
Fany Alfred's car stopped right across the street. He got out of the car and came to me "Fany, why aren't you answering my phone?" "You called?" I asked pretending to open my device. "Sorry, I didn't have time to pick up because I was in class earlier." He looked around. "Where's Adrian?" "I don't know, maybe busy." "Then let me take you home, okay?" "No need, I'm waiting for a friend," I replied, releasing my arm from his grip. I didn't dare look directly into his very worried eyes now. I chose to look at my toes. "Fany, why are you weird today?" he asked. I shook my head and it made his palms land on my shoulders. "Fany, let's be honest, what's wrong? I've known you for a long time, you're always like this when there's a problem. Is Adrian naughty?" I don't know why I laughed a little. Adrian is really naughty, if he becomes good then I'm surprised. I shook my he
Adrian I was screaming in the car. "Sir! Sir, the wound in my stomach—" The cops banged on the window pane from outside. "Shut up, don't talk too much!" He stood leaning against the door, obscuring everyone who was about to peek into the car. Damn this cop. I know he must be jealous because the policewoman was nice to me. However, I'm an American! I have the right to be treated when injured! To fight for my rights, I shifted my seat towards the next door. My hands were handcuffed, so I couldn't bang on the window. I didn't give up. I used my forehead to make a noise, crashing into the closed window of the car door. My efforts paid off. An old policeman who was busy securing the scene of a fight approached me now. He opened the car door, leaned in slightly and asked, "What's the matter, son?" I shifted my body so that the wound on my waist could be seen clearly. "Sir, I was injured earlier. Can't you rece
Adrian I don't know who the driver of the luxury car was, he just by giving a business card to the police, the police immediately became friendly. Now he and some policemen came to me. Sea leaned his head closer to my ear, she whispered, “Your acquaintance?” My shoulders go up and down. It can't be helped, I don't know who this black man is. The closer they got, the clearer what they were talking about. The black man said sternly to the police. "I guarantee this young man is good and is a hero." She was stylishly holding both sides of her waist and keeping a friendly smile while revealing her white teeth. “I am Louisiana Zulvian, will be the guarantor. He's not a criminal." "Why didn't you tell me you knew a politician?" whispered Sea. The sound of sirens made us turn around. Another patrol car arrives. Two cops… wait a minute. I know them. Two policemen helped me and Fany the other day in front of
Adrian I was on my way, so didn't want to pick up the phone. When stuck at a red light not far from the parlor tattoo location, I checked the cellphone screen. Brother called again and again. Meanwhile Fany also did the same. They're so compact that they're annoying, what's really going on? It seems that there is indeed something important, so my sister has called many times. Even though the streets were quiet, I could immediately dash to campus to pick up Fany. But there was no choice, I pulled the vehicle aside for a moment to pick up the phone from him. "What's wrong, sis?" I asked holding the phone. “I'm on my way to pick up Fany, can we talk later? "There's no need to pick him up," said Brother, who didn't know what he meant. “Fany has been brought home by her girl friend who is of Indonesian descent. You'd better go straight to your apartment." "Thanks for the info Sis, why did you meet Fany on campus—"
Fany Oh my God, Adrian came in with a battered face and wearing a dirty t-shirt. He was still smiling innocently as if nothing had happened, even speaking casually, "Sorry, I had some business, so I couldn't pick you up." "What's with your face?" I walked over to him, stroking his bruised cheek. "You fight?" "Well, there was a bit of trouble with the thugs." I squeezed the wound around his lips and made him wince. "I told you not to fight! Why won't you understand? Don't look for trouble! Why is it so hard for you to stop doing this?" He chuckled. "Enough, Fan. I understand." He wiped my cheeks from the tears. "Don't cry. I'm not looking for trouble at all. I'm just trying to help people in need." "Who?" "Her name is Elisa, girl--" "Whatever." I brushed his hand away. Another woman, another woman. After all he thinks I believe? He's Adrian Bened, the liar. He grabbed my arm