"Why are you asking many questions?" I half scream.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I'm just curious." He apologizes and I roll my eyes.
I can't believe it. He's asking many questions that are out of the line. Why would he care? Who cares if I'm leaving? Who cares if I'm going somewhere where I want to? This is my life and no one can't stop me.
Seconds fled we passed the houses of my friends and I ducked so they can't see me. I didn't tell them that I'm leaving now. For what? For lecturing me that I'm a leaver? Hell no. I'd rather keep my mouth shut than let them give me reasons to stop from moving.
I play my fingernails as we passed the village. I'm going somewhere where I couldn't see or even hear her voice. I roll my eyes when I recalled her image. She's really annoying.
"We're here, miss." He announces.
I give my fare and climb off of the car. As I walked inside, my phone beep. I roll my eyes in irritation and I shoved my hand in my jeans pocket then get the phone. I glanced at the receiver and I wince when it registered his name.
"What the hell?" I begin.
"Hey, Liana. Are you coming?" He asks and my halo disappears and turned to displease.
"Yes, how many times I tell you that I'm coming? Can't you catch it?" I snap.
"Whatever, I'm just asking though." I heard him chuckle and I hang up the phone.
I put it back in my jeans pocket. I held the holdall and pull inside the airport. I almost scream when someone spurts her coffee to my shirt and it leaves a stain in it. Fuck.
"Can't you understand that I'm not into mocha? What the hell is going on in this airline? Why can't you get what I want? Are you deaf?" I half yell.
She bows her head. "I'm sorry ma'am. I'll just replace this and give the exact one."
I half nod. I can't stand by their stupidity here. When would it happen that I order cappuccino but she gives me mocha? I am so pissed.
I'm not in the mood for the whole trip. I can't calm knowing someone is so annoying in ears. I want to sleep but his snores contrast the whole decks.
I tried my best to prolong my temper, because I know anytime I could yell to whosoever it is. He is a fucking idiot. Why can't he just cover his mouth so he can't make a noise?
When the plane landed. I pull my sunglasses upward through my hair. I held the holdall and walked outside the airport. I know he'll fetch me, I hope so. Because I'm tired riding taxis knowing my money was just only limited.
I run my stare, hoping I can see him. When my eyes stopped at the direction of the wall. I caught a man standing while scanning the whole place. My brows furrowed as I step onto the man's direction. I don't know if it was him or not.
"Jadster." I call in an attempt, and to my surprise, his head inclined and meet my eyes.
"Liana? Is that you?" He walks towards me and his hands travel to my back.
"Yeah. I didn't even notice you. You're so manly now." I compliment.
He pushes himself and face me. His sky blue eyes fern to mine, while he mess his jet black hair, where gelled properly.
"You too. Come, let's get the fuck out of here." He chuckles and I half-smile.
I sat down on the chair of his bike. I find it vaguely cool. Maybe, I can ask him to teach me how to drive in this.