CHAPTER 2

"Ahhhhhhh!" My eyes got dazzled because of the light coming from that car. Terrified, I lose my balance causing me to be rooted on the floor, sitting pitifully. I closed my eyes as my heart is beating so fast and loud. Please, please, I don't want to die yet. I don't want to die here. I'm too young to die.

"Miss Yasha!" I heard the shouts of people running toward me. They sounded worried. 

I slowly opened my eyes and I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized that I'm still alive. I checked my whole body and thanks God, I am still alive.

"Miss, are you okay?" a guy who almost bumped me came out of his car. He sat to level his position on me and held my arm, maybe to check if I am okay, but I didn't answer him. I stood up and went inside his car instead.

"Oh God!" I breathe heavily when I sat inside. I thought I'm going to die today, but I am thankful to this guy. Even though he almost bumped me, he was of help, at least. Because of him, I was able to get away from this crowd.

My breathing was rapid. Of course, I run from the third floor down to the ground floor, who wouldn't get tired because of that? I felt like I run hundred miles.

Through the window, I saw that the owner of this car entered and sat at the driver seat. Then I looked at the side mirror and I can see that there are still people chasing me. Geez! Can't they stop? When will they stop?

"Drive," I commanded the driver while looking at the people. I'm anxious because they are still running towards our direction. Some are already knocking on the car window.

I was still breathing continuously and I don't know who this guy is, but I really want to get away from it, from this place. That's just it. As in right now!

I turned my gaze on this guy when I heard him heave a deep sigh. Soon, he operated his car. Huh! Serves him right. He almost end my life. Being my driver will be his payment for what he did.

"Could you please drive a little faster?" I thundered and I abruptly grabbed the seatbelt and held on the shotgun seat because of the sudden braking he made. Gosh! I didn't buckle my seatbelt for life's sake!

"You geez! Are you trying to kill me?" I shouted at him and right at that moment, he looked at me.

My eyes widened a bit as I saw his face. Okay, he's so damn handsome. And ... and so what?

"If I could just do it right now, you're already lying at your spot lifeless," I just rolled my eyes because of what he responded. "And who the hell are you, woman? You are so fucking demanding!" He said irritably. Wow! Wow, seriously?

"You shut up, will you? You talk too much! And geez! You almost end my life so just take the consequences and be my driver just for now! And yes, I am demanding. So, start driving now because I don't want to be overtaken by people!" Well yeah, he told me I am demanding, so be it. Might as well do it on purpose.

He shook his head as if he's losing his patience because of me. I even heard him mumble before he continued driving. And is he serious? Did he forget that I almost died because of him and now he got the guts to shout at me? Really?

Silence embraced us after that. No one's talking and who cares? As if I wanted to start a conversation with him.

Suddenly, my phone rings so I took it out. It was Aishi.

[Where are you?] She sounded so worried.

"At the car with this anonymous guy." I answered and I saw on my peripheral vision that this guy looked at me. His brows almost turned one line. What? I'm just being honest here. I really don't know him. Was that a big deal for him to be called as anonymous?

[What? Are you serious?]

"Don't worry, he's harmless. Maybe?" I answered unsurely.

[Should I call the police now? We can track you.] She added. I even heard her exhale a deep breath.

"Don't mind me. I can take care of myself." I heave a sigh. But I got hysterical again when I remembered what happened earlier. "Gosh! Shut it now Aishi! It's not that important. The thing is, what the hell the reporter was talking about earlier?" My head heats up again. I still remember what that thick eyeglasses guy told me.

Damn! I wasn't engaged!

[You won't believe me Yasha! Come on, open your account.] She said instead of answering my question.

My forehead crumpled. Won't believe what?