Chapter 12

Aki's Pov

I've been searching for her. And Exactly who? Tinnie, that girl who has my heart in her clutches like in one move, it'll be my death.

I've been looking for her since morning, and it's afternoon. As I glanced in every direction, I spotted someone familiar—Tinnie's friend.

I ran to her as fast as possible. If I could rival the Roadrunner from the cartoon Coyote and the Roadrunner, I guess I'd be more than that.

"Hey, have you seen Tinnie?" I asked Chinny or Shieneva, but they usually call her Chinny. She's cute. I'm not going to lie about that. She has a charm that could rival any girl. 

"Why?" she raised an eyebrow, chilling my spine. "I haven't seen her. And it's been days. No text, no calls. Nothing." she huffed nonchalantly, looking down at me like I'm useless.

I got ghosted for no proper reason. For ten days, I didn't receive calls, texts, or even a heads-up that someone named Cristina would stop contacting me. I tried calling her but to no avail. 

"I think she was with Angelo or not." she shrugged. 

"You saw them?"

Looking at me intently, I could see her judgmental hazel eyes, which would give you nightmares. "Music room."

I hissed under my breath, and without thanking Chinny, I ran past her. I ran and jogged till I reached the friggin music room. Chinnie was right. I was still catching my breath when I heard voices laughing. I slowly glanced, and the figure I saw left me dumbfounded. What I witnessed was gut-wrenching for me.

She never looked at me like that. The way she laughed and smiled made a difference. I could differentiate. I couldn't stand it any longer. I took a few steps toward them, making them realize I was there.

"You did, gwiyomi, but still didn't look cute. Me? Just one pout, and it's cuteness overload," Angelo laughed.

The two of them stopped when they felt my presence. 

"Aki, you're here." Angelo was about to give me a bro hug, but I pushed him away. Tinnie's still frozen in her place.

"Yes, I'm here. And I'm taking what's mine." I took a step towards Tinnie and pulled her close.

She tried to pull her hand away from me. How often must I tell her to stop hanging out with other guys? She needs to know that she's mine.

I stopped and looked at her angrily. I knew people were staring, but I didn't care. I couldn't care less about other people or their comments.

"What part of 'you're mine' don't you understand?" I couldn't stop myself from shouting.

"Shut up! You showed me why somebody can't trust somebody." I saw a pang of pain in her eyes. "You don't own me."

She walked away.

"Yeah, you're good at walking away without a care in the world or the people around you. Come back here," I called, but she didn't look back. She kept walking until she got into Drin's car.

But before she left, she mouthed, "F*** you," and even raised her middle finger.

Frustration is written all over my face. And I am here disappointed at her and conflicted with myself.

Tinnie's POV

I quickly got into Drin's car, and he immediately sped off.

"I'll take you home," Drin said. I just shook my head.

I don't want to go home.

"Take me to Light's house. I want to spend the night there."

"You sure? I know you're upset with your dad; you better call him first," Drin suggested.

He's right. I need a heads-up.

I dialed my dad's number. Even though I'm upset with him, I still need to let him know.

"Hey, Dad, I did something disrespectful today. I don't know if I just insulted the son of the CEO of Cruise Securities Inc." I heard him groan in frustration.

"I understand. That's how you are. You're a black sheep. What can I do—you're my daughter." I couldn't help but smile. Ever since my mother died, he just let me do things on my own. Putting a lot of trust. "Thanks, Dad." I ended the call. 

I even use my mother's last name. They never got married before she brought me into this world. Drin and Light are my stepbrothers.

"I did not know what you did back there." Drin chuckled while driving. "Eyes on the road," I commented. 

I inhaled deeply and looked at the building as we passed by. Thousands of thoughts started to overcome me, leaving me with nothing but overthinking or perhaps I should stop for a moment to not think about certain things.