Chapter 6 Offer

I stand still as I watch Jones pull out another cigarette from his pocket and carefully light it. Smoke puffs out from his mouth meeting me directly on the face.

" Let's make a deal,"

He says and for a moment I say nothing. A deal, he wants us to make a deal? I mentally sigh as I look behind me and see my mom's car still there. Oh! She might be watching me and yeah she refuses to leave even after all the lies I told her, she preferred waiting.

" I don't do deals..."

" Just as I thought,"

He says immediately.

"Uh! The hell are you_"

" Listen we can't talk here, here's my card, give a call before the day runs out,"

He pulls out his card from his wallet and stretches it to me before dipping his wallet back into his pocket.

I don't know if I should accept this card, I mean this was the guy I met yesterday, though he helped me but...

" What's going on in that head of yours, little Queenie?"

Uh? little what?

Maybe I should accept the card. He's probably not that bad, right? He can't be Mr. Strange, can he?

I collect the card and stare at it before nodding my head. I am pleased.

" You know Queenie_"

" Sarah! My name is Sarah,"

I say but he shakes his head as if refusing to what I said. What a jerk.

" Well I just wanted to tell you that_"

Beep! An electronic sound from him rang out. Jones paused for a while before dipping his hand into his pocket, again!.

I watch him as he partly pulls out something from his pocket before returning it immediately.

There is this different look he has on his face, something more dark and angry. He stared at me and I couldn't help but flinch, the expression his face wore terrified me a bit.

" Just hit me up, okay?"

And with that he walks past me.

" Scarlett! Get your butt here, will you?"

That is Max. I Quickly keep the card in my pocket and begin to head away, going to meet them.

***

We finally arrive home and I am exhausted. We all climbed down from the car. My mom and Max went to offload the car boot while I walked to open the door and when I did, I walked in throwing myself tiredly on the couch.

" Come on sis, come help us,"

Max speaks as he walks into the kitchen and comes out afterward. I groan pathetically feeling too lazy to do anything, I am just too worn out.

" Scarlett, give us a hand and don't just sit there,"

My mom says and I know I have no other choice but to adhere. I stand up and walk out only to find out they are almost done packing.

***

Somewhere In Baridona, Preddy's Fraternity.

There is this man, A Man who sits on his office chair calmly watching her every movement from the several digital computers.

His hands move to the cup of coffee that is on his table. He brings it close to his lips and takes a sip.

Hm! Just the way he liked it.

" Mr. Pedro,"

A lady calls his name. He hears the echoes of her heels as she walks closer to him holding some files.

" The doctor is here,"

She casually says and looks up at what he is watching. It was the first time he'd be letting anyone watch with him.

" Who's that?"

The lady asks and there is a brief silence, The man abruptly stands up but says nothing, he walks past the lady and heads for his office door. He gets to the door and pauses before looking across his shoulders.

" You wanna know?"

The lady remains quiet. Does she even want to know? It isn't even any of her business.

" She's my daughter,"

***

Scarlett:

We were done packing and arranging and had already begun cooking. Max is out of the house, he said he was going skateboarding with his friends.

Well, that's just how it is. He never stays at home for a day, always moving around.

I watched my mom blend some tomatoes and ginger while I assisted in chopping the vegetables and as I did so the knife accidentally slipped out of my grip and pierced into my skin.

" Ouch!"

I blurted out, keeping the knife away. Blood pours out and I hiss in pain.

" Scarlett dear, be cautious!"

My mom freaks as she hurries to where I am and takes my injured finger, staring at it with concern.

" It's okay mom, I'll just go treat it,"

She stares at me for a while then worriedly nods her head and lets my injured finger go.

" I'll clean it up," she says, gazing at my blood which had stained the counter. I heard her heave a sigh as she sauntered to grab a cloth while I scurried out and ran upstairs and into my room.

I go into the bathroom, turn on the tap, and dip my injured finger into the rushing water.

I let the water wash away the blood before turning it off and returning to my room. I took out the bandages from my table and immediately bandaged the cut so it wouldn't get infected. After I finished, I walked towards the door wanting to leave but the buzzing of my phone stopped me.

I looked around and found it on the bed. Wait a minute! How the hell did it get to my room? I wonder before nodding in realization, it was Max.

I pick up my phone and see it is my boss calling. I froze. Why does he have to call?

" Ugh! Hey, Hello!"

I speak nervously over the phone the moment I answer the call and unconsciously, my heartbeat fluctuates and I feel butterflies fluttering its wings inside my belly.

" Scarlett,"

His voice felt like a sting in my heart that I almost forgot how to breathe.

" Long time I heard your voice,"

His usual cold voice says over the phone.

" How are you catching up?"

he asks me and I feel my heart slump.

" Good,"

My voice sounds like I have a lump in my throat. I mentally slapped myself on the face. Be cool.

" Well then I think..."

He began but my blaring mouth couldn't help but to interpose.

" I'll hit you up later, I gotta go,"

I said immediately and quickly ended the call even before he could say anything else.

I let out a heavy breath and tried to calm my nerves. That man does so much to me that I can't seem to understand.

I stare at my contact list just as something pops up in my mind.

Jones! I haven't called him yet but I already stored his number on my phone. Without wasting a minute, I scrolled through my phone and dialed his number and immediately, he answered.

" Yeah?"

A different kind of voice is what I hear the moment I place the phone on my ear.