Chapter 5:
Right. So I decided to sneak inside. But here I am, worried that someone might see and say I was a burglar. I always knew I was too self-conscious to do impulsive things but hopefully my stubborn self would permit at least this for the sake of sleeping inside the warm, comfy house and comfy bed. It was only the start of the night, barely seven or eight but the freezing cold I was feeling left me more desperate to sneak inside the house. My only problem was how to get inside. I know perfectly well that infiltrating my new home would be dangerous - I could end up in jail if I wasn't careful enough but what choice do I have?
If I do get inside, I'd have to face the arrogant and seemingly egoist of a man, and hell, that would be too much of a torture. It hasn't even been a day since I left home but all this problems is making more and more stress for me. I wouldn't be surprised if I get insomnia one of these days. I should just suck up and ignore what people would think of me. It was my decision in the first place to run away from home and be free to do what I want.
My brain was working on a way to get inside the house, though I thought of an idea, I still think that kicking the door open and murdering someone can solve all of my problems, but I was sure that I'd never do that. No matter how I get mad at others, it wouldn't be at the point where I would actually kill…. hopefully.
I hugged myself. It was cold and I stood in the back garden. I was regretting wearing a thin green V-neck t-shirt, black pants that hugged my legs and sneakers because it really wasn't helping me with the cold I'm suffering right now, though I can at least thank my long wavy hair for covering most of my exposed neck and back.
I inhaled deeply, running a soothing pat on my chest.
First, I glanced around the house to see whether there were watchful eyes. I waited first when I saw a girl and a boy – probably a couple, before hurrying to the window, thank goodness it was dark or I would definitely be seen by people who were chatting miles away, far but close enough to let them know I was breaking through the house.
I was only half way to intruding the house when I felt eyes on me.
I froze. A shiver ran down my spine. Slowly, I looked behind my back.
"What are you doing?" an extremely calm and amused voice said.
The person behind me was staring at me, amused and smiling a bit. I couldn't see well in the dark but he was a 'he', obviously. His voice was princely unlike the bastard who kicked me out of my house, and his body was lean. I expect this guy to be popular, though I still can't figure out his face due to the darkness. I took a moment before speaking.
"It isn't what it looks like." I reasoned.
"Mind me when I'm saying this but climbing through a window at night would suspiciously look like thievery or am I wrong?" he questioned.
I bit my lip. There was no way I'd be able get out of this one. I'd be sent to jail and my grandpa would know where I was, reprimand me then my freedom would be out of my grasp! My eyes opened wide when I got too panicky and slipped from the window. I closed my eyes, waiting for the painful impact, but it never came. The only thing I noticed through my furiously pounding heart was warm hands that enveloped me into a tight hug.
When I snapped out of my stupor, I realized my current embarrassing position and shoved the guy who surprisingly saved me from the fall, causing me to fall on my bum.
I rubbed my bum and stood up muttering a small 'ow' then stood face to face with the guy.
"I'm sorry!" I apologized, not because I attempted to go inside the house but because I shoved him when he was trying to help. I was aware of my reddening face but shrugged it off.
He raised his brow and crossed his arms.
"You do realize that breaking inside the house at night just because Natsume is your idol will earn your way down to jail, don't you?" he asked, suddenly turning serious.
I scanned my brain, looking for a possible way to understand what he was trying to say. The part where he asked about intruding the house, I understood. But the part where there was 'Natsume' and 'Idol' didn't sit well with me.
"Excuse me? What are you talking about?" I asked, confused.
"Weren't you going inside to get Natsume's 'toothbrush' thingies and possibly take advantage of him?" he asked and frowned, he was undoubtedly imagining the things he just said.
I blushed, understanding what he was trying to say. 'Natsume' guy was probably the arsehole who kicked me out and this person just thought I was his 'fangirl'. Yuck.
"For your information, I live here!" I shouted. I didn't mean to shout but he was so convinced that I lusted after that, that jerk! How can I calm down?
"Listen, I know how you want to live with a handsome lad but you should consider the possibility of being jailed." He said, looking at me with pity.
I gaped at him, how could he misunderstand what I just said? I wanted to shout in anger so much that I actually crouched down to calm my nerves. What I heard next made me snap.
"Hey, don't cry! Don't worry I won't tell anybody about this and I'll tell Natsume to give his Toothbrush to you or something, I promise. I'll even let you shake hands with him!" he said frantically.
"FUCK! I SAID I LIVE HERE YOU MORON! I GOT KICKED OUT BY THAT SHITTY ASSHOLE AND NOW I'M TRYING TO FUCKING TRESSPASS IN MY OWN APARTMENT!" I shouted. I was breathing heavily, face flushed. I immediately clamped my hands in my mouth. I just swore! My grandpa would be hysterical if he heard me. That was so unfeminine of me! Oh my goodness. I think I'll be a laughing stock when I get home; I never ever want to swear, ever again!
I peeked at the guy and he was gaping, a bit shocked maybe. I looked away, embarrassed then took out my phone, ignoring the guy. I dialed Hotaru's number.
"Hotaru, please come here. 20 minutes. Bye." I said and hanged up the phone. I was awfully getting used to making a call then hanging up without hearing the other, but it can't be helped. Hotaru would refuse coming here if she had her say. She'll be in a bad mood when she gets here. I better be prepared.
I looked at the street, away from the house when the guy spoke to me.
"Erm, look, I'm sorry. I thought you were… you know," A small pause. "let's just go inside." He said. I frowned.
"How do you suppose we do that? I can't even go inside without going 'through the window'." I said high lighting my words.
He looked thoughtful for a moment before he waved his hand to say 'follow me'. And I did.
We circled the house until we got to the front door. I was about to protest when he motioned for me to shut up. I expected him to ring the bell, instead he grabbed the door knob and turned it. I was glowing red when I saw the door open. I hadn't exactly tried to open the door, or did I? Sure, I did bang it but never tried to open. How foolish was that? I feel like an idiot.
I muttered and frowned when I saw the guy smile at me.
Now that light was present. I could see that this guy was actually very handsome. His features were opposite of 'Natsume' guy, though not in a bad way. His face was screaming gentle, his eyes were cerulean blue, his hair were light blond, in other words, he was a typical handsome prince type. While the jerk was Bad boy handsome type, talk about ironic.
When we reached the living room, beside the kitchen, I took in the shocked expression of the jerk and smirked. He probably saw me smirk, because his brows furrowed. I smiled sweetly.
"Hey there." I said, smiling. Inside, I was ready to pounce on him and kill him, damn practicality and just bury him somewhere I wouldn't even remember. Unfortunately, I was too damn reasonable to do something stupid. I silently cursed myself.
"Ruka, why the hell is that crazy girl in here, you know what she's after." The jerk said calmly, raising one of his brows while staring accusingly at 'Ruka'. It hasn't even been a minute that we faced each other and my blood was already boiling, is that even possible? I shook my head and ignored the 'crazy' part the jerk just said.
"Did you even know that this-" 'Ruka' pointed at me. "'crazy girl' is going to live here?" he said raising his brow. When 'Natsume' deepened his frown, 'Ruka' explained further.
"And I don't even know the details. She even considered entering through the window and risk going to jail. I suggest you two talk things out. Oh, one last thing, she's not one of 'them'" He reasoned.
"Huh? What do you mean by them? The fangirls?" I interrupted.
When I saw 'Ruka' guy nod, I knew my face looked bewildered.
"What?" I shouted "What are 'fangirls' exactly? You refer them like a bunch of zombies from the movie in Walking Dead! You should be glad 'someone' even consider you an idol because all I can see is an egotistical, big-headed jerk face who's got nothing but his twisted personality problem!" I shouted, I faced the jerk half way I've talked.
Who wouldn't be mad? Fangirls are still.. girls! And I am a girl. I mean, what are we to them? Virus carrying maggots? I know I'm not one of 'them' but still, that's just mean.
"No one's asking for your opinion, crazy girl." The bastard replied, unaffected by my sudden outburst.
Crazy girl… is this my new nickname for the week? I hope not, because then, people would wonder why there was a corpse in the middle of the city. I'm not going to lose it. I'm not going to curse. Shite, I hope Hotaru can get here sooner.
I didn't proof read or edit this chapter, well, maybe a bit. But I hope there were no errors. And I hope the readers liked this chapter. Next chapter is entitled "First Night".
Look, I know that I used up five or six chapters to story tell just one day worth of well, story, and I'm sorry. If you hadn't noticed, Mikan's day since she ran away in the first chapter is not yet over. I just wanted to remind everyone. People! Give me your opinions!