A Loose Screw

Looking up, I began peering into his familiar golden brown eyes, that were filled with disgust. Quickly I realized that he was the man I got coffee on yesterday.

I jerked my body back from him and gave an apologetic bow, "I'm sorry for bumping into you."

"Really? Do you think I really believe this is a another coincidence. Miss stalker, are you still trying to get my attention. I mean you can dress up a rodent, but it'll always be a rodent," he said with a smirk.

This jerk!!! "First off, I have already apologized, two I have no clue who you are, and three you need to learn some respect you arrogant jerk. Now if you'll excuse me," I said raising my voice a little.

Who does he think he is?

He pushed me into the wall, hovering over me, "if I that you're actually stalking me, I'll put a restraining order on you."

"You must be missing a couple screws out your light bulb, if you actually think I would waste my time following someone like you," I said brushing past him.

Making my way out the hospital, through the entrance doors, I pulled my phone. I proceed to call Emilia she answered this time.

"Sorry I didn't notice your call last night. Are you okay?," she asked.

"Well it's a long story, but do you think I could stay at your house for a couple of days," I asked "Of course you can, but what about Hunter?," she asked.

"It just wasn't working out, so I left. I'll tell you about it later. I've got to go," I replied as I hung up the phone.

Then this man came up to me and gave me some papers, "ma'am this is for you."

As he left, I could see it looked like a bill. $800, 000 (USD), was written in bold at the end of page. Why was I given this? Looking at the top of the page it appeared this bill was for a man's suit. A man's suit, what?! In the documents, contained my name and the name Ren Yu. I don't know that name so it must be him. Just as I'm thinking this, boom, a black car pops up in front of me, all the windows were tinted. Based on what happened last night, I was ready to start running, but then the window in the back rolled down.

There he sat, with a smirk on his face, he says, "hello miss stalker, did you get the paper?"

I replied, "yes I did. But, I don't understand... You said you didn't want me to take your suit to the cleaners."

"Yes I did. However miss stalker, I did not say I didn't want to compensated," he stated. I couldn't believe this.

"This is outrageous!! You can't expect me to believe that suit was this expensive! Are you trying to scam me?," I shouted.

"Do you think I would come up with such a lie. It seems our worlds are quite different, but I presume that it is quite common for someone to replace something that they ruined," he said calmly.

"Ruined. It was just coffee, and to it was not like I poured it on you," I exclaimed.

"Anyways what's done is done. Pay the fee or suffer the consequences. Oh and one more thing, word of advice, it has a weekly interest rate, so you should start paying it," he winked, rolled up the windows and drove off.