?SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA?
✍️Written by Pinky?
?Chapter Six [6]?
Subtitle: {Trapped?}
?Ruby’s Pov?
“su-ckmy a-ss.” I muttered to myself. Gosh, why did I say that?
I hope he didn’t hear me. But due to my luck, he heard me.
He smirked as he stuffed his hands into his pan-ts pocket and look down at my legs then slowly his gaze moved to my bre-ast .
fu-ck! Was I been trapped with a pervert? or a rapist?
No, no, no. My life can’t just end like this. As much as my life su-ck, I still want to live.
“How about we keep ourselves busy while we wait for a helper, what do you say about that?”
His gaze held mine this time around.
He didn’t just say that, did he?
I hug-ged the bucket of champagnes against my chest and took a step back from him.
“Wha…what do you mean by that?” I stuttered in my words.
His smirk only grew wider as he took a step towards me.
“Do… don’t come any further…” I warned. I was hoping that my voice would come out in an aggressive or intimidating way but instead it came out in a stutter.
“You are trembling.” He now said as he stood in front of me.
I wanted to run but I couldn’t because I was trapped. I wasn’t just trap in a sto-re room with a guy that might be a pervert but I was trap in between him and the door.
“Sta…stay away from me.” I said again, still trembling.
Yeah, I was practically trembling. Don’t judge me. I am fu-cking scared right now.
“Wait…” He look dee-per into my eyes. I was putting on a mask so my eyes and li-ps are the only thing he could see. “You didn’t actually think that I was talking about se-x, did you?”
“You didn’t?” I questioned back, confused.
Hold on a sec, when a guy say something like, *let’s keep ourselves busy* and then look down at your legs and bre-ast … doesn’t he mean se-x?
He started laughing all of a suddenly. I stared at him, giving him a look that says; Are you alright?
Why exactly was he laughing? Does this situation look funny to him?
“Oh my God… I’ve never laughed like that for a really long time.” He said after the laughter had died down.
“Um…What exactly are you laughing about?” I had to ask, okay?
He smiled. “You. What kind of a guy do you take me for? You didn’t actually think that I will want to have se-x with a girl I’m just meeting for the first time. I can’t even see your complete face.” He said.
Okay. That made sense.
Dang it! I judged too soon.
“Then why did you look at my legs?” I asked.
“I wasn’t just looking at your legs. I was looking at your attire. You are a waitress and not a guest, huh?”
I tried not to take offense with what he had just said.
“Isn’t it obvious.” I snapped.
He held out his hand in surrender. “Chill. I mean no harm, mask girl.”
“Mask girl?” I scrunched my face at that name.
“Yeah. The mask suits you though. It lovely.”
My heart did some funny backfli-ps at that word. Wait, was I blus-hing?
“Then why did you look at my bre-ast ?” I wasn’t still convinced.
He smiled then point at my neck. “Your necklace are beautiful. I was staring at it and not your ‘bre-ast .’ Van I ask you something?”
“what?”
“Do you play basketball?”
“No. Why?”
He was staring at my bre-ast this time around. I pulled the bucket over my bre-ast and shoot a glare at his way.
“You have a feature of a basketball player. I mean, your bre-ast are…um.. too small?”
Holy fu-cking shit! This guy didn’t just say that right now.
Honestly, he was right but does he have to say that out loud?
“You know, it’s better to say mean words about Someone behind their back then to say it to their face!”
“Oh. I didn’t know that. I’m quite a straight forward person. Anyway, I will keep that in mind then.” He chuckled. There was a few moment of silence until he spoke again. “When I said we should keep ourselves busy, I wasn’t talking about se-x. I was talking about us chatting.” He explained.
Oh.
“oh.” I slowly dropped down the bucket of champagnes. He nodded his head and collected one bottle from the bucket then headed to the corner of the sto-re room and sat down on the floor.
I collected one bottle also for myself and followed him from behind.
Why am i even talking this bottle? It’s not like I’m going to drink from it or something.
I sat down opposite from him. We will both seated across each other.
He pop out the cap of the champagne while I did the same, following his lead.
“Honestly, I’m glad that we are trapped in here.” He finally said after a long silence.
“You are?”
“Yeah. I hate parties, okay?” He said.
“But shouldn’t celebrities be use to that already?”
He didn’t say anything but chug-ged the drink. He puts down the bottle that was still full.
“Celebrities life su-cks big time.” He finally said, surprising me. I actually thought he would reply me again.
“What?”
“All my life, I’ve always dreamt of becoming a superstar but I’ve never thought or wish of living my life for other people. I just wanted a normal life. As a normal superstar.”
“But you got the opposite?” I questioned.
He sighed as he took another gulp from the drink. “i guess.”
There was a few moment of silence again but I was the one to break the silence this time around.
“Why are you telling me all this?” I have to know his reason for telling me all this which I’m quite sure should be his de-epest secret.
He shrugged. “Because it’s you?” That was his reply.
What does he mean by that? He must have seen my confused expression because then he now said.
“For once someone sees me as myself not as a celebrity. You don’t even know who I am, do you?”
He was right. I don’t know who he was. He might even be the mal that Cherry had a huge crush on and I won’t even know.
“I’m honored then. That means I’m actually your first normal friend, hmm?”
He laughed. “Yup. Lucky you.”
We both started laughing. I don’t know about him but I felt save having this conversation with him. I felt happy.
I felt normal… For the first time in my life…I wasn’t worried about anything. It seems like I’ve been trapped in here without my burden.
He was smiling at me and returned his smile and that was when I noticed it.
I could hear it loud and clear.
My heart were beating fast.
And it’s beating for this guy seated in front of me.
A guy I’m just meeting for the first time.
A guy I don’t even know his name.
A complete stranger but yet it feels like I’ve known him all my life!
??????????
?Malcolm’s Pov?
She was different.
Different from every other female celebrity I’ve known.
Different from Kara.
It felt great to actually let out the pain and the negative thoughts.
Like the saying goes…; A problem shared is a problem half solved. And i must say, that saying is very true.
I don’t know. I can’t even see her face completely because of the mask she had on.
But i felt so save telling her everything I had in mind.
And she on the other hand listened to me without even judging me.
She understands me.
She was the first person aside from Mason to ever understand me.
I slowly placed my hand against my chest. My heart was beating fast.
I’ve never felt this way before.
I think I like this girl, sitting in front of me.
The waitress with the mask on.
“Actually, I’m also glad that I’m being trapped in here,” She suddenly said, breaking the silent.
“I thought you hated it.”
“Well, I did at first. Come on, I thought I was trapped in her with a um…”
“Pervert?” I completed the sentence from her. She shrugged and looked away, shyly.
Aww. She look so adorable.
“I’m sorry of I had made you feel so uncomfortable earlier.” I can’t believe I’m actually apologizing to her.
She smiled and glance at me. “Well, thank you for making me feel so comfortable now.”
We both started laughing.
“Cheers to that.” I said. We both clic-ked the bottles against each other and chug-ged down the content.
She shivered as soon as she swallowed the alcohol. And that was when I realized.
“You haven’t drunk an alcoholic drink before, right?”
“Uh…is it that obvious?
I knew it!
“I hope it’s not because of me you are drinking it right now?”
She shook her head. “Nah. I just wanted to do just one thing I’ve never done before.” She said looking down at the bottle. “I lost my mother months back. She died of cancer.”
“Oh my God. I’m… I’m so sorry.” I said feeling so sorry for her.
She looks up at me and shook her head. “I had said that same words to my mother while was still struggling to live but do you know what she said…?” She paused as she sniffed. Her eyes were welled in tears. I could see the unshed tears. The scar left by mother’s death was still fresh. “ *don’t be sorry over someone else predicament.*” She started smiling.
It was a bitter smile.
“So don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault.” She said as she sniffed again and took a full from her bottle.
“Ar…Are you an only child?” I doubt she would answer that question. it’s not like it’s my business.
“I have a brother.” She said. It seem like she was going to say something but then she said. “Just a brother.”
“What about your dad?”
“He left.”
I didn’t even know when I moved towards where she sat and pulled her into my arms.
“I’m fine. It’s all in the past.” She kept mumbling to herself. She was trying to a-ssure herself that she was fine.
“It’s okay.” I muttered against her hair as I patted her back gently.
No doubt, I was in love with this girl.
It was love at first sight.
#TBC.