5 Chapter 4

"What are you doing here? How did you know I was here? Who is with you?" I whispered to Acer Janssen as he untied the ropes that bound me.

"Can you shut your mouth first and help me remove the rope from you ?!" he also whispered to me buttoning loudly.

if he thought I would stop asking him he was wrong. He had to answer my questions before I knew if I was safe with him.

As soon as I removed the rope from my hands, I folded my arms and stared at him.

"Acer Janssen, Why are you her-"

Before I could finish my question he cut it off immediately.

"The fuck !? why does it sound like you just want to live here !? I'm already here and helping you are you still asking !?" He shouted at me.

"I just want to know if I'm safe with you!" I shouted at him too.

"Do you think, where are you safer, to me or them?" he asked me. "One more thing! Our parents are friends so don't act like I'm a very bad person because you don't know me!" He added.

"That's it! I don't know you so I'm not sure if you are kind! or you're just pretending! "I replied to him.

"You two! don't you have any plans getting out of this hell!? can you guys stop fighting first and get out of this room before they can see us!?"

We were both stunned and at the same time looked at who shouted. I was surprised to see Amos on the door. He was sweating and he was angry.

My eyes widened as I stared at Amos at the door. I was even more confused by what was happening now, I knew they were here to save me but I wondered how they found out that I was here even though they were all at a different table when someone took me?

what the hell is happening?

Janssen tsked and then he left the room first, Amos still looked at me badly as if I had done something very bad.

I kept looking at Amos, still so confused.

"Are you going to stare at me forever?!" he shouted at me.

I stunned and walk towards the door.

When I left the room, my eyes immediately widened. The bodies of the armed men were lying on the floor and drops of blood were scattered around them. I looked at Amos again, if my eyes were already big, now I have grown it even bigger. I pointed to the bodies lying on the floor and looked at him in surprise. I was ready to ask if he did it but he immediately went in advance of me.

"No. If you're asking if I killed them? My answer is no. I just made them fell asleep."

he explained as raised both of his hands acting like he's giving up.

While still looking at him, I roll my eyes and walk again trying not to take a step on the blood on the ground.

A white van is what I saw outside. I saw Janssen on the side of the van so I walk faster. When I got close, I immediately enter the van. I sat in a single chair beside the window.

I closed my eyes and crossed my arms. I waited for the car to move but it's not moving, It not even starting.

I kept my eyes closed, it took me two minutes to wait for the car to start but it still did not move. I opened my eyes and almost jumped in shock when I saw Janssen in front of me. He looked at my face seriously.

He leaned closer to me and locked me by placing his both two arms on both side of where I seat.

I was shocked by what he did and I really avoided my face to him. He tilted his head as if he were studying the entirety of my face. He even narrowed his eyes so I was even more consious. I bit my finger and just looked out the window. I heard him laugh softly so I turned my gaze back to him. I stared at him but he just stared at me.

I did not take my eyes off him, he did the same to me so we just stared at each other. I tried not to let him know that I was ashamed of him but he seemed to notice quickly because he even raised an eyebrow at me.

I was about to speak, but I could not say what I was supposed to say because the door of the van suddenly opened loudly. Janssen and I turned to the door at the same time and I saw Amos looking bad at the two of us.

"Will you just stare at each other forever or will we leave this place?!" Amos asked us angrily.

"it's Mackie's fault." Janssens answer before he stood up properly.

What th~ how did it become my fault?!

I am sitting at this van for a couple of munites! I am not the one who is holding the steering wheel because I am not the one who will drive!

They are the one who stayed very long outside! Amos is the one who will drive! He will decide when we will leave! and they are blaming me?!

"Excuse me?! how did it become my fault if I am here inside the van a couple of munites ago?" I answer sarcastically.

"even if you have been here before, you are still the reason." Janssen answered me but he is looking outside.

I don't have time to look at what he is looking at because I am still ashamed! My Gosh! Why am I ashamed of this man, I am still considered a gangster at school and then I am just ashamed of him ?! this is so wrong.

anyways... back to the topic,

"Why me? What did i do?!" I asked as my eyes widened.

seriously? what did Ido to them? why was it my fault? as far as I remember , they saved me and I did nothing wrong to them.

"If saving me was the reason why did it become my fault, well I tell you! No one asked you to save me! Now if you really don't what to save me. Get out of my way and I will f*ck*ng go back in~"

"You're sitting at my chair." Janssen interrupted what I was about to say.

"What?" I asked confused

"You're sitting in my chair" he just repeated what he said earlier.

"and?" I aksed.

I don't get him, what does the chair have to do on what we are talking about?

Wait, don't tell me they will also blame the chair in this situation?

"what, what do you mean by "and"? you are sitting in my chair and that's the problem!"

"I don't get you." I answered

"YOU! you are sitting in my chair!" He said again while pointing the chair where I was sitting.

"well it's comfortable here, what's wrong?"

Janssen messed up his hair at my answer while Amos, I heard him laugh.

"What is wrong with him?" I asked Amos

"You are sitting at his chair." And he answered the same too.

"he did not want anyone else to sit in his chair." He added

" THE HECK?! Where in a Van Janssen. The Van is BIG! it has many seats! Why don't you just seat in another chair?!" I shouted at him.

"Because. Because I want a solo chair!" he shouted back at me.

"You. You are one of the most not gentlemen in the world." I said to him

"I am only gentle with the girl I like." he said

I just smirked at him and stood up to change place. Damn this guy. I like my position their but here am I going at the last row seat of the van, tolerating his decision just for us to get out of this hell.

I know that we will not able to get out of here unless he already gets or does what he wants.

I sat and look at the window. AGAIN. I don't have my gadget with me so all I can do is to appreciate the view outside.

I look at Janssen who is now seating at "HIS CHAIR".

He's now sleeping peacefully as if nothing happened earlier.

That's how men are, When they get what they want, they act like nothing happened. They will act as if they care but the truth is they don't care at all because they already get what they want.

Boys are always like that.