A proud smile spread across Lu’s face as Alita wiped her bloody fist on her dress, flipped her hair angrily, and lean closer to Flavia.
“I’m sorry I didn’t give you time to answer my question,” Alita said through clenched teeth “The thing is that I have been in a lot of mess lately and urgently need my type to transfer aggression”
Flavia couldn’t help but rush away with her palm on her bleeding nose. Her shoulders dropped in defeat and she covered her head with her white purse. Her shoe made popping sounds as she rush off creating the dark humor of a bride running away from her wedding.
Lu couldn’t contain his proud smile he watch Alita still fuss about how too far his ex- whatever had gone. Even if they had a shabby contract about their previous wedding or love life, she shouldn’t have been led into it in anger.
“I can’t believe she did that!” Alita sniffed, blinking back tears in her eyes.
She kept shifting uncomfortably as she tried to fix her wet hair, she noticed the bloodstain on her dress and gasped.
“Oh no!” She began to breathe heavily, her face turned white as she shrieked, getting scared of the gown “Lu help!” She whispered “Its blood. Did I hurt her bad?”
Her innocent green eyes stared into Lu’s clueless expression. His lips went into a straight line as he watch her try to avoid the sudden cameraman and private individuals, taking videos and pictures.
“Where is the restroom?” Alita whispered.
“Go straight” Lu directed “someone will be right behind you, getting a dress” Lu added, he placed his hand on his ear and began to talk with someone.
Letting him make his calls and go to where he had directed, Alita kept her face hidden from the camera, she didn’t want to be in the news headline the next day. She kept watching back and rushing away not bothering to survey where she is heading to, she collided with someone.
“Alita,” Rocco said in surprise, he kept staring at her like a piece of gem.
Relief sweet through Alita as she tiptoed, closed her eyes, and stretched her hands, she had expected her small frame to be in Rocco’s huge fame but it didn’t. She opened her eyes to see herself being carried bodily, like a kid, she wiggled in anger and he dropped get, reciting an apology.
“You are in public,” He said as he lead her inside the supposed restroom “And you know you belong to Lu” his throat tightened, it was just as if he didn’t want to say what he was saying “ALONE” He added.
Alita couldn’t comprehend her worry as she noticed another man in the restroom and she flinched, hiding shamelessly behind Rocco was the next thing she did.
She clung unto his sleeves as she pressed her face at the back of his arm, shaking like a wet leaf.
“It’s okay,” Rocco said, he shook hands with the stranger and smiled at Alita “He is Ugo, one of us”
Alita shrugged, she kept nodding and shivering as she waited for Rocco to make a lengthy phone call, it was almost like they would never finish talking. Since she is the main reason why she heard Lu yelling at Rocco on phone, she felt getting to talk with him causal would help.
Her green gaze homes on Ugo’s face that looked as cold as ice and plain as a brick. He didn’t even look as if he could breathe as his gaze too locked on her, eyeing the blood sample on her dress. She swallowed, put both hands beside her, and kept moving her balance from one foot to the other.
“You won’t be crashing the party” Rocco finally said to Alita’s relief, he moved closer and stared at her for a while “You are cold”
It was just a statement, but Alita felt grateful. She hate why Lu would make her wear light clothes and let her freeze out. She accepted Rocco’s large jacket and giggled at the way it absorbed practically all of her small body.
She didn’t know how it happened or why she did it but she later knew it was wrong. She leaped a bit on her heels, got hold of Rocco’s face, and grabbed it. Before he could question her actions, she planted her lips on his and kissed him.
At first, he hesitated, his hands barely wrapped around her and wouldn’t shift, His heart melt on what he had and never would have. He couldn’t control his urge when he had to put his hands inside Alita’s hair and yanked her head back gently, taking the kiss, kissing her as he knows he would pay for it later.
The suckling sounds had gone far from being annoying as Ugo cleared his throat awkwardly and stared at them in great shock.
“I am sorry, Alita” Rocco whispered as he walked away with Alita tailing him “This can never go on”
His throat clenched again, it felt like there had been a knot, holding his voice, stopping him from saying hurtful things as Alita shed tears.