Chapter 12

Louie, The Fiancé 

I went out of the car before him. 

"Are you sure you won't eat?" He tried to invite me to eat lunch but i refused him. 

I shook my head. "I have school works, so i need to go home. Thanks, anyway." We talked casually. Well, it was awkward. The awkwardness just cut off when we’re arguing. 

I can't even believe i let myself argue with him. I was about to go to where my car is, when two familiar men went to us. I stilled on my position. I felt Seymour stares at me. 

The other man smirk at me. "Oh hey, sweetheart." 

I can’t help to rolled my eyes. "What are you doing here?" 

Bryle being lazy again while his both hands in his pocket, looking at me and Seymour. 

"Picking you up, of course." His smirk can’t be gone. I just keep on rolling my eyes on him. 

"Whatever. I have my car."

I felt Seymour walking closer at my side.