Chapter 2 - Dan

*Aidan Zavia's POV*

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"Get in the car, now, AZ." My annoying sister commanded and I just waved my best friends goodbye as they pulled out first from the parking space.

"I'll just walk home," I told Nad and I started walking away from her Mercedes.

"What? No, you are going home with me. Get in the car." She insisted and I turned to look at her and her girlfriends.

"I'm fine. Don't worry, I'll get home in one piece, and not pregnant." I replied and turned to walk away again.

"Aidan Zavia Seymour, get in the car. You're drunk." She asserted and I stopped in my tracks, then, let out a deep sigh. She really is so fucking annoying.

I don't wanna ride with her home because she already has her friends with her now. And, I just rode with her to go to the party because her jerk boyfriend is with her earlier. I really hate that guy.

"Just go home, Nad. I'll be fine. And besides, you still need to drop your friends." I uttered and kept walking on the sidewalk while she is driving slowly beside me.

"You won't know if you'll be fine or not, Aidan. Just get in, and I'll drop you first. Don't be so freaking stubborn." She spoke with irritation and I stopped in my tracks to face her while I toss and catch the party popper in my hand. I'm losing my temper. Should I just pop this thing at their faces?

"Why don't you just mind your monkey business and I'll mind mine? You're not Mom, Nad... Well, even if you are. Just go. You're the one who's being stubborn." I spat and she just groaned in frustration.

Then, I continued walking and I smirked as she finally drove away.

I hate-love my twin sister but she can't hate me. I just know that. Because even if I'm the most stupid, dumb, everything opposite to her, and useless Seymour, I am always looking out for her and I saved her life twice. But still, I am never enough for our parents.

The downfall in living a life with someone that has the same face as yours is when you are compared to each other. My life just sucks so much. Why am I not born in a different family? A family that doesn't make it a big deal if you are not that smart and don't compare yourself with your siblings. And parents that would be proud in whatever you achieve. A nice and accepting family.

I put on the hood of my jacket and placed my hands inside the pockets to lessen the coldness that the night wind is bringing me.

"Nine-twenty-three," I muttered as I glanced at the time on my phone. Damn, I think I'll get home by ten. And, it's okay. It's even better so that by the time I get home, my parents will be already asleep.

I just don't want them talking to me with their words of wisdom every time I get home drunk. Well, honestly, every time I'll get home if they are around.

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As I am walking in front of the academy, my head turned left to look at the establishment on the other side of the road. Then, a smile slowly crept on my face as I remembered my encounter with the redhead angel earlier. I just felt so sorry for her for making her the way so that my sister would change her skimpy dress. I just don't want her being with her boyfriend in that kind of clothing.

But damn, Ming hates me. I wish I could ask her out but I just know that I stand no chance. I'm just a nobody and she is... she is perfect. She is everybody's dream girl and I think she's straight, which is so fucking unfortunate of me. But I just wonder if why she never had a boyfriend before. Maybe there's a chance that she's gay? Mmhm, I should find that out.

As I continued walking on the sidewalk, I noticed that there are very few vehicles that are running on the highway while almost no people are walking on the streets.

Then, my gaze went to the other side of the road in which I saw two people have been following a girl. Damn, do they have bad intentions?

I immediately crossed the road and followed the men who are calling out the girl who has been walking about five meters from me. They really have a bad plan for her.

"Miss, I bet that you need a ride to heaven. We could bring you there." One of them taunted and I gritted my teeth. I just hate this kind of people.

"What about I'll give you both a ride to hell, you motherfuckers?" I yelled and I finally used my party popper. Damn, I'm supposed to give this to Mrs. Gibson's daughter for her eighth birthday tomorrow.

Then, the assholes quickly run in different directions and I laughed at their foolishness. Or am I the one who is a fool? Well, either way. 

The girl seemed afraid and she slowly turned her back from me, then, my jaw dropped to see if who it is. Damn, I should have beaten up those bastards.

I cleared my throat to speak and to compose myself.

"Are you okay?" I asked her and she didn't say a thing. What is she doing out here this night? Well, maybe her job finishes this late. 

"Did they hurt you?" I asked again as I walked nearer to her and she hugged her bag to her chest. Still, she's not saying a thing. Didn't she hear me?

"Ming, are you deaf?" I continued asking as I dusted off some confetti from the popper on my jacket, and she scoffed. Maybe she recognized me now.

"Or are you mute?" I uttered since she's still not talking.

Then, she turned her back on me and continued walking. What the...? Why is this human being never grateful to me? Am I really that invisible or ugly to her? Or maybe she's a homophobe? Fuck!

"Oy, you're not gonna thank me? I saved you from those bastards." I stated as I walked faster to catch up with her.

"I didn't tell you to rescue me. And, I'll be fine even if you didn't come." She finally talked, and see? She doesn't know how to thank people. Or maybe she just hates me that much.

"What? Why would you be okay if there were two of them and... you are alone and you're a girl? They could just---" I argued and stopped when she showed me a butterfly knife by doing tricks with her right hand.

"Wow! Oh-kay." I let out in amazement and I gulped. Damn, now I feel threatened because of messing up with her back at the diner many times.

She stopped in her tracks and I halted too. Maybe she wanna talk to me properly now? How I wish though.

I took off my hoodie and smiled my brightest smile at her. But she is just scowling. 

"You look beautiful if you smile. Well, even if you don't smile. Umm, I mean you look beautifuller, but no. Not a fuller... But umm, more beautiful. Damn, was that a word? Fuck it! Nevermind." I stammered and I laughed nervously. Damn, why did my mouth let those words out? Fuck my life! Now, she'll definitely hate me more. Ugh!

Then, I heard her chuckled and I think I am in heaven with a gorgeous angel in front of me. She's just so beautiful even in the dark. No, it's not that dark. In nightlight.

I think I was stunned when she turned and she is now walking and heading to a dark alley.

"Where the fuck are you going?" She asked me when I followed her.

"Umm, making sure that you are safe. Why are you going here anyway?" I replied and she stopped walking and faced me.

"And, why the heck do you care?" She asked with a little bit bitchy tone in her voice. She's just so hot when she's mad. Ugh, stop it, AZ.

"Well... because... you are alone? And... it's dark?" I reasoned out unsurely and she snickered as she shook her head lightly.

"I'll be fine and you can go." She uttered and I gave her a dazed look on my face. Damn, this girl is more stubborn than I am.

"No, I'll walk you home. Let it be a way for me to make up to you with the mess that I am causing you on your job." I told her and she scoffed.

"I'm sorry for... uh, everything," I uttered and she stared at my face weirdly.

"What? Come again?" She asked and I tried to avoid her gaze. She didn't hear me? I tell you, she kinda has an impaired hearing. Or maybe she's just making fun of me?

"I'm sorry... For the troubles that I caused you and the other messes at the diner. It's just that I hate my sister's boyfriends and admirers, and my sister too whenever she is wearing skimpy clothing." I answered and she laughed. 

Wow, it's such a beautiful sound to hear. And, fine, I'm being an overly protective sibling. It's just that those jerks only want one thing from her. If not for fame, they want to get under her lingerie. I just know them so well.

"You are so weird. But yeah, fine. I'll accept your apology only if... Today's the last time that you'll purposely make me or my colleagues spill food or drinks to any customer. Deal?" She stated and I grinned as what she said registered in my nervous system.

"Yeah, sure... But, I can't promise you that." I replied and she raised an eyebrow at me as she crossed her arms on her chest that make the things there to... Fuck, stop thinking about boobies, AZ.

"Okay, I can't promise too that I'll be nice to you. Bye!" She asserted and she turned to get inside the door of the building in front of me.

"Wait! Ming, I... I promise! Fuck! Damn it, I'm so stupid." I called out but it's too late and I just cursed to myself.

Then, a sigh escaped my mouth as I put my hands in my jacket's pockets. 

"Onyx Apartment," I uttered as I read the name of the building and I guess that she lives here.

Finally, I turned to slowly walk away, but then, somebody called me.

"Dan, here. Return this tomorrow. Not the coffee. And... thank you!" Ming spoke as she handed me a cup of coffee and her knife. And, what did she call me? Is this really happening now? Maybe I'm just dreaming. 

I accepted them, but I can't talk now. I think I lost my tongue.