CHAPTER 3

6PM

THREE days have passed since that incident with that guy.

That's why the face is familiar, it turns out he's the one Em was referring to.

It's a good thing I haven't seen him in three days, otherwise he'd look really bad.

I was walking home when a heavy rain suddenly poured down.

Geez...why now?!?

I ran as fast as I could, my hands covering my head. I was just walking home because my car broke down and it was annoying that I didn't have an umbrella with me.

I ran to find shelter and later I found one, but it was an abandoned warehouse or a dump of broken cars.

This road is the only shortcut to home, and I'm too lazy to commute. I went inside and shook out my wet clothes. The rain was still pouring down.

Tsk, maybe it will stop in a few hours.

I hope so.

I stopped what I was doing when I noticed there were cars parked, not just any cars but expensive cars and motorbikes. Wait, is there anyone here? As far as I know, there isn't. I looked inside to confirm that there was. 'Curiosity kills the cat' you say.

I went inside the warehouse and saw a lot of broken cars and drums. In the distance, I could hear someone talking, so I moved closer so I could hear them clearly.

"Oh, what's up Vein?" the man with the mustache asked. And I saw next to the man that there were some big men surrounding him and they were carrying guns. I gasped.

One. Two--- twenty? I whispered to myself

And I turned my gaze to the five men who were now facing away from me. One man in the middle of them seemed familiar. Who's Vein? I whispered again. Maybe one of the five men. Oh, I need to hide well here or they might still see me.

Even if I wanted to fight, I couldn't handle them. There were twenty men carrying guns and five on the other side. How could they fight back, the one on the other side was the only one.

"Let's end this." The man in the middle said emotionlessly. He was probably their leader.

Suddenly, the hairs on my entire body stood up. The way he spoke was so cold and scary.

"You still haven't changed, Vein," the man with the mustache said again and laughed, now pointing a gun at him.

Shit! I was shocked and turned to my side when someone pulled me. It was a reason for the men who were talking saw me already.

My eyes widened when I recognized one of them in the middle. That disgusting pale guy! He just looked at me with a bored expression and then looked back at the person in front of him.

"It looks like someone is messing with us here." The man with the mustache looked at me from head to toe while smiling. "Are you really desperate enough to ask for help from this beautiful lady?" he asked the five men while his companion was pulling me and now I could see their faces clearly.

It was like cold water was poured on me when he said that.

Fvck!

"Let go of me!" I struggled against the man who was already holding my arm.

I glared at him and he let go of me and crossed his arms. "Tsk...hey man with a mustache" I called his attention. He turned around. "Can I leave now, I was just passing by, bye!!" I was about to leave when I felt something cold pointed at the side of my forehead.

"Not so fast honey..." he said and the gun was pointed at me. Haaayyy..trouble again Jackie.

I finally got my bearings and just stared at the man who now had a gun pointed at my face. What did he think of me, screaming for help and screaming or crying?

"Can you please not point that at me?" I said and the beast just smiled. I moved the gun away from me but it went back to aiming.

Aish.

Tss...what I don't like most is people pointing guns at me. This guy really makes me angry.

I immediately kicked the man's hand, causing the gun he was pointing to fly out. I twisted his hand around and took the gun from his waist and pointed it at the back of his head.

I smirk. What do you think, huh? Are you the only one who knows how to aim a gun? I looked at the behavior of the man with the mustache and who was now gaping and the five men did nothing but gape.

Hello? Aren't they going to help me at least?

Suddenly someone fired in my direction, "Shit!" and chaos ensued. I looked for a place to hide, looked at the behavior of the five men, they started moving and fought with the man with the mustache guy.

Amaze and shook.

That's all I can say about them, the way they fight is like nothing, it's like they're used to fighting and are experts when it comes to this.

Gangster's, right? Suddenly someone fired again in my direction and the only thing that hit was the wall I was hiding behind. I aimed the gun I got from the guy earlier and also shot the guys in their legs.

This is really an advantage when your parents are good at these things.

And I am so lucky to have them.