Chapter 5 Like a football

Anna's POV

I just ran without knowing where I was going right now. Finally, after running sometimes, I reached an empty alley.

I looked around, seeing nobody was around; I burst into tears.

I pressed my hands over my mouth to stop myself and prevent others from hearing me. I silently let my tears come out; I didn't want to look weak in front of everyone, especially in front of that devil. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction he wanted from me.

After a while, I stopped myself; I looked up and fanned my teary eyes. I wanted to dry these tears and prevent them from coming out. I already spent so many tears on this heartless devil.

Five long years were enough; he didn't deserve that, nor would he ever do. Also, I couldn't believe these stupid tears were coming again. I wanted to curse someone, so I cursed them for being so foolish and shameless.

I wiped the tears with my hands and took a deep breath and looked around. I needed to run away because, as far I knew this devil, no tears could melt his heart. Now that he brought me here, this bastard wouldn't let me go at my will. I needed to find my way to escape from this castle and whatsoever.; It was like a prison to me now.

I started walking around carefully to see where I was. No matter how long I was walking, I couldn't finish the way. How long is this shit? I started feeling a little irritated with this; it was too long to end and begin again.

When I finally stopped, I didn't know where I was. I looked back. Now I finally understand when people say you can get lost anywhere if that place is unknown. My condition was like a sand mountain needle, nor could I walk forward and go back because I was lost here.

It seemed my head was too hot to look at anything around me when I was coming here. Now suffer until someone comes to find you. I wanted to run away, but look, I was waiting for someone to find me and take me back to where I came from. I looked around and saw a balcony. An idea came to mind, and I went to the balcony. "Huh," I cleared my throat a little and wanted to let my head out from the window because it secured the window with a protective layer. I could not let my head out. So, I attached my face to the window and let out my voice as loud as I could.

"Hey idiot Blaze, I lost my way. Send someone to get me right now. It's too dark here," I said as loudly as my throat could bear. It was a little funny, though, but it also reduced my anger a little.

At least I called him an idiot, and everyone might hear me. I felt proud of it. He deserved it. How dare he?

Blaze's POV

As Anna ran outside, I followed her but carefully so that she wouldn't catch me and get angrier than she already was. I could understand her anger. I deserved her hate, rage, everything because it was my deed that turned her love into hatred for me.

When I finally spotted her, she was crying with both hands pressing over her mouth. Silly, but still very stubborn. She did not change even a little; I know my disappearance caused her all the pain.

She was such a lovely girl who always lived with no care of the world. She did everything she wanted. She was like air; she was like her own master. My Anna was courageous, but after five years, she lost that spark from her eyes.

Now seeing her crying like a thief, I wanted to pull her in my arms and tell her she could scold me, curse me, hit me for hurting but not herself like this.

Five years of what I did was for her, for our future, but I didn't know what to do with my life and how to say to her the unspoken words I was holding in my heart, especially my identity. She will hate me more if I say this now-a black life I'm living. She already hates me too much. I can't break this news right now, and I don't have that strength right now. Making her fall in love with me again is now my priority, and it is likely impossible.

She started going towards the wrong side. I wanted to stop her, but I knew she would go in that direction if I said no and stopped her. My Anna was born with stubbornness, and I didn't think this habit was going anywhere. Nor do I mind her addiction; everything was okay if she was with me; nothing else mattered.

She stopped after coming to a dark spot; it was on the north side, and sunlight could not reach her because it was on the opposite side of the ocean. So, it was very dark, and I knew she feared darkness.

I stood behind a pillar. If she felt my presence, she would get angrier. She scratched her head like a lost child. I wanted to smile; she always did this when she was confused. After a few seconds, she didn't know where to go, and suddenly she went toward the small window covered with a protective layer.

She attached her face to the window and was about to do something, which I knew nothing good would be. And I heard her scream, "Hey idiot Blaze, I lost my way. Send someone to get me right now. It's too dark here."

I already had this bad feeling.

My people heard her mightily-clearly. I sighed in defeat.

This girl.

I was their boss, and she tarnished my formidable reputation in front of them. She kicked my reputation like a football.