Chapter 216: Since When Did You Become A Member
Me and the gang are to meet up, so before going to the location, Malo and I stopped by the convenience store to get some snacks. He was helping me hold the basket while I found new flavored chips.. and also I have been giving him a mean look.. I wasn’t going to talk about it but I needed to. I let my eyes narrow as I scanned the shelves, my arms crossed tightly over my chest as I let the silence stretch between us until he started shifting his feet uncomfortably.
"Hey, when you see two people in a position you saw in the kitchen, you leave immediately.." I said to him, dropping an onion flavored chips. The bag hit the plastic basket with a loud crunch, punctuating my words perfectly.
"If you are talking about you and Princess in that intimate position, that wasn’t the first time I have seen Princess like that.. and I was hungry, you know how many times I checked the kitchen looking for breakfast..." he said.. but my mind stopped hearing him after he mentioned that wasn’t his first time seeing Princess like that.. A sudden, cold weight dropped right into the pit of my stomach, making me freeze mid-reach for another bag of snacks.
"Y-you have seen Princess in that position before... can you elaborate that please.." I said. My voice hitched a little on the first word, my grip tightening on the shelf edge as I forced myself to look at him, my heart beginning to thump a fast, nervous rhythm against my ribs.
"I work for Princess all the time, there were multiple times I have walked in on her and her ex-girlfriend doing the thing... one time they were right in the club room on the couch..."
"Can you shut up.." I said, not wanting to hear him talk about Princess and Kiara. A hot wave of jealousy rushed straight to my face, turning my cheeks bright red as the mental image flashed vividly in my mind. I grabbed a random bag of chips and shoved it into the basket just to give my hands something to do.
"Just so you know, it is weird for me to digest the fact that my best friend and my boss are together.. it’s still processing..." Malo muttered, shrugging his shoulders as he adjusted his grip on the plastic handle.
"I said shut up... say something else..." I said, feeling annoyed. I turned my back to him, pretending to be deeply interested in a row of chocolate bars, my jaw clenching tight as I tried to force the thoughts of Kiara out of my head.
He paused, thinking of what to say. He looked around the aisle, his eyes blinking rapidly as he searched his brain for a completely different topic to salvage the situation.
"Last night was a horror.... It turned out that that girl happened to be a night walker.. that’s why she was able to survive a ripped heart... do you know they can still live without a heart.." he said, reminding me of Princess’s heart being ripped, then I looked at Malo. He was totally fine just like Kiara, and I heard some people died during the attack. The mood instantly turned heavy, the playful bickering completely draining away as the terrifying memory of the blood-soaked couch came rushing back.
"How are you alive?" I said. I looked him up and down, taking in his uninjured arms and legs, wondering how he had managed to avoid the absolute slaughter down there.
"Hiding... the best way to survive is to run and if you can’t run, you hide... unlike the Alphas, people like us only get to live once except for you who happens to be a moon wolf.." he said. We were now at the counter after grabbing his donuts and some soda drinks. He set the items down on the counter with a soft thud, his voice dropping into a rare, serious tone.
"So if someone ripped my heart, I get to regenerate..." I muttered. I looked down at my own chest, the palm of my hand pressing against my top, feeling the steady, warm beat underneath.
"It hasn’t been confirmed yet unless we try, but we can’t because you happen to be pregnant, according to Pali once you have given birth we can get to see what you are capable of doing..." he said. He happened to be right, and that meant I have to wait less than a month for my due time before I get to find that fucking night walker or whatever kind she was.
Malo and I argued about who was paying. He said his only food was the donuts and two cans of drinks, which he knew I was still going to eat his donut...
I ended up paying for the snacks and we went to the gym, the one Yuki had rented for her MMA teaching.
Yuki paid for 2 years rent, and since she wasn’t around so we claimed the space since we were busy looking for a business idea. The gym was huge, the smell of rubber mats and old sweat still lingering in the air, the big mirrors reflecting our small group as we gathered in the center.
I sat on one of the benches now eating donuts, I could feel Malo’s eyes glaring at me. He wasn’t happy that I was focused on the donuts more than the chips I actually bought for myself. I took a big, deliberate bite, letting the sweet glaze melt on my tongue while keeping my gaze locked straight ahead, completely ignoring his pathetic pouting.
Sasha and Haley were also there. We were discussing business ideas, what we needed to use the space for instead of a fitness MMA gym...
We each came up with different kinds of ideas, Haley talking about some kind of AI start up shit, I just don’t know why everything has to do with AI whenever she talks... She kept waving her phone around, listing off terms and numbers that went completely over my head, her voice steady and totally sure of herself.
While eating, I suggested opening a food business, Malo snapped his fingers agreeing to it, he even added his ideas saying we could call the business Starpants and make our own Krabby Patty, instead of burgers we make Starpants donuts... His eyes lit up with sudden excitement, his hands gesturing wildly in the air as he started building this whole imaginary menu right in front of us.
Malo and I were busy creating wonderful ideas until Haley erased our fantasy, calling our ideas childish, children’s fantasies.. Sasha did say it wasn’t a bad idea but Haley said there are many donut shops and stands around, instead we should look for something profitable, something to match and hide the actual money we make.. none of us said anything, we were already offended by the way she called our business idea children’s fantasies but then Malo talked the moment she said as a member of the group. The room went completely quiet, the fun mood popping like a bubble under her cold words.
"Since when did you become a member?"
