webnovel

The Daily Life of Sociopath [MOVE]

Move to this link: https://www.webnovel.com/book/the-daily-life-of-sociopath_29838638108975205

kidd17 · LGBT+
Not enough ratings
116 Chs

Chapter 8: Dress Up!

I leaned my head on Rose's shoulder. She keeps scrolling through her feeds. Liking pictures, comment, and stalked that account and repeating. "Babe," I hummed. "I want a ring like this. Will you buy it for me?" I'm peeking at her phone.

"Okay," I return her phone. "We should go to the jewelry store." She nodding her head. I'm tapping my finger on the table, observing her face. Her smile is the new addiction for me. I hold her hand and rubbed. She's the only one I love.

If someone comes to me and claimed she is theirs, I will make sure they live in the hell for the rest of their live. She unpredicted woman. How can I predict her? She's the most mysterious woman I ever met. "Why are you looking at me like that!?" I keep silent as I stare into her eyes. What are you thinking?

After she knows that secret, I feel she is distancing. My trauma about her won't heal if she keeps doing this. "You alright?" She puts her phone as she wiped my tears. "Babe, Hey!" I straightened my body.

"I am just glad to have you, but seems like you distancing from me." I said. She embrace me from the side and leaned her head on my shoulder.

Rose kissed my cheek longer, then chuckling. "I'm not distancing from you, babe." I'm looking at her. She pinches my nose, then peaks my nose. "I'm searching for a reference for our theme. I know you already made your suit, so I decide to searching for my wedding dress."

I'm looking deep into her eyes. She touched my scar on my hand and kissed it. "How can I distance from my knight? She is always there. Whenever I need help, she always protects me. Even thought… she's a jester in the box with a crank on the side. For me, you are my hero."

"I'm sorry if I'm not… tell you, babe." Rose nodding her head. "I'm not ready because… no one belive it." Rose's words seem genuine to me. I shouldn't have negative thought about her. We both know each other past, wound that can't be healed by time.

A hero you said!? No, I'm not your hero. "Why?" She leaned her head on my shoulder. "Why you called me your hero?" Honestly, you are my soulmate and savior. I want you to become my wife because I love you. People said, when you hold someone, you loved them, but letting go of that person, you also you loved them. Now, I know what that means. It's all because of her.

"If you wanted to know the answer, kiss me." She lower her voice. I'm looking at my surrounding. No one here except Mr. Valentino and his students. I kissed her forehead and she whine. "Why you kiss my forehead!?" She looks at me.

I'm giggling. Took a deep breath. "Cute squirrel." I pinched her nose, and she keeps whine. I peck at her lips. "Done." I said.

"Thanks for the waiting," he put the catalogue color in front of me. "As you said before, your wedding will hold on September 30th, that means…" he flipped the calendar, "D-17, right!?" We're nodding our head in sync. Mr. Valentino took off his glasses.

"I wanted to wearing a dark brown." Mr. Valentino put in another catalogue color, especially brown color.

Mr. Valentino opened his notebook. "So… I'm suggesting to wearing a white shirt. You don't fit using turtle neck. Please stay away from that thing, young lady!" He stared at me. "You can wear brown, black, or spot tie or bowtie is fine. If you don't like to wear both of them, it's fine." I'm flipping the page and touching the clothes.

"What about mixed color, it's that okay?" I'm looking at him.

Mr. Valentino touched his chin. "Humm…" he nodding his head. "You can mix it with a darker color. Don't forget to wearing black or dark chocolate oxford shoes with black or orange long socks." He said.

I'm nodding my head. "Um… this one, please." Mr. Valentino wears his glasses and looking at my choice, then writes my order in his notebook.

I'm looking at Rose. Seems likes she wants to say something to him. I rubbed her back, kissed her shoulder. "It's fine." She looks at me. "You can ask him if you want to."

She cleared her throat. "Mr. Valentino, can you help me choose a wedding dress?" He looked at Rose from head to toe. I know she's uncomfortable when Mr. Valentino looking at her like that. I pulled her closer.

"Try to choose a simple satin wedding dress, floor-length, and white. I have a friend you need to meet. Just leave me your phone number at my assistant. I'll send her number to you." Rose nodding her head. "Don't let her see your dress before the d-day. It will become a bad omen for your wedding."

Rose nodding her head. Oh, no wonder she keeps distancing me. I took a deep breath and looked at her face. She looks excited, joy, and… trilled for the past few days. Why I'm not noticing it? I rubbed my face roughly and took a deep breath.

How can I keep thinking negatively about her!? "Babe, you alright?" I'm nodding my head. I took a deep breath and exhale. I should try to fix my trust issue with other people. How can I put trust in her? No, from now on, I should trust her.

"Y-yeah, I…" I picked my phone and looking at the notification. Sarah!? What do you want? "Babe, Sarah wants me to call her. I need to…" she nodding her head. I'm walking get out as I calling her. Something was off. We noticing something was wrong inside her.

Since I'm preparing for my marriage with her, Sarah's behaviour change. First, we haven't noticed her problem. Ever since I planning to my wedding with her, she keeps sends me chat, texted me, and asking about Rose's whereabout, at first, I thought she wanted to ask as a friend. I took a deep breath and waiting for her to pick up.

"Lobak, please come to my house alone. I need you to… help me something. Can you… stop by?" what!? What the fuck is wrong with you? She hangs up before I could answer her favor. I'm sending her a chat, it's not sending.

Something was off. What's wrong with her? Rose tapped my shoulder, lowering her eyebrow. "Sarah told me to stop by, but… it seems off! I'm not recognize her anymore." Rose looks at me into my eyes. A wrinkle appears between them.

I hold her hand, kissed her finger. "Please, checking on her." I'm nodding my head. Since I don't know what's the problem is. I should be careful.

I faced my own best friend. Sarah was easy to predict, but I shouldn't be cocky. I walked to the lobby as I called that lazy policeman. I need to back up if something happens to me.

TBC