Silhouette
I looked behind me when I felt someone following me.
I saw someone simply hiding on the pole when I was seen facing up.
Who else can this pokemon?
"Hey, life. It's just a matter of stress once, with the stalkers," I whistled and then continued walking.
I turned into a hallway to find out how far the pest behind me would go.
I took the cellphone out of my pocket when it rang. I immediately opened the message sent by Kal.
From: Kal
Acid? There is a problem with the agency, we need you. As if you feel sorry for me, come back here.
I looked up and stopped walking out of annoyance. I swallowed the sense as I repeatedly read the message he sent me.
I don't know what was hard to comprehend in the things I explained to them before, in the things I finally let go of before I left the agency. Why can't they still move on?
I quickly typed the answer so that they would stop chasing me.
To: Cal
Kneel first.
I pocketed the cellphone and carefully looked behind me, the person following me was still there.
I saw a dark hallway so I quickly entered. I could hear the sound of the shoes of the person following me.
I hid in the dark part of the road while waiting for what he would do.
"Fuck! Where the hell is she?"
I frowned when I heard what he said. Well, legit! This is really my stalker. You're really a different kind of Silhouette, you're too thorny with your fans.
I was alerted when he passed in front of me. As soon as he passed me I quickly grabbed him by the shoulder.
I dodged the blow he gave, I attacked his stomach with the kick.
He backed away as he coughed because of the force of the kick I gave. "Fuck!"
He still didn't move, he still rushed at me and punched me. I bent down before pulling his arm and throwing him to the ground.
He tried to stand up but I stepped on his back. He tried to pull away so I put more emphasis on stepping behind him.
He was probably overwhelmed by the pain I gave him.
"S-Silhouette, get off! It's Ryzma!" he stuttered with a sigh while still beating the bed.
Shake I laughed before releasing him. He immediately stood up and rubbed himself, he also lightly massaged the injured arm.
"Stop following me, agent Ryzma. You won't get anything out of me," I said simply before walking away from him.
"Acid! Hey! Talk to me for a moment!" he shouted.
Bored, I turned around and grinned. "My maximum is only two seconds, so we're done talking."
He stamped his foot as if disgusted. "Why are you so hard-headed, Acid? Aren't you really coming back to our agency?"
I shook.
"Why?" I want to step on this woman because of her awkwardness.
I was tired of hearing them scratching at me.
"Ryzma, don't you understand me?" I will ask.
She shook her head. "I really don't understand you, Acid! You promised me that you'll never leave the agency until I become a good agent like you!"
I saw how she wiped her tears away causing me to grin slightly.
"I don't know anything about your drama, Ryzma. Whoever you met Silhouette then, it's not me now. No matter how close you were to me when we were still working together, I don't know anything now," I replied coldly.
He shook his head and tried to approach me but I just walked away from him.
"But you're the reason why I was brave, Acid, you promised me. Won't you keep your promise then? You told me that you'll do everything to teach me everything you know about fighting, but why did you leave?" she sighed crying.
I was touched on the lip before licking my own senses.
"Why don't you teach yourself? Let Kal teach, won't they and they stay by your side? Edi, make the most of it," I replied with a shrug. "One more thing, stop following and harassing me, Ryzma. I've long since given up the life I had with you, so I hope you'll get out of my sight as well."
That was the last word I uttered before I turned my back on him. I walked away to leave him there stunned.
If what I said hurt him, I don't know.
It's not my fault if he gets mad at me, it's better for them not to follow me.
I don't need people around me to say I'm happy and content with the life I have.
They better stay away from me.
It's better when I don't have anyone to approach, I don't have anyone to socialize with and I don't have any friends.
I can live alone, even if it's just me.
I would rather be alone, than be hurt again when I lose an important person in my life.
I came back to mind when the car in front of me suddenly braked.
"Hey! What ?! Are you going to kill yourself ?!" shout its driver.
I stared at him at the scandal he was committing, people are looking at us now because of his speaker-like voice.
"That's right," I replied before he left.
I just ignored the gaze of the people around me, I continued walking while watching the people I passed.
"Ay putangina shet!" I was so crunchy because I was shocked when I felt something cling to my leg.
I turned to the little boy who was now hugging my leg. Like a monkey in a trance.
"Sister? I'm like you," she said smiling.
I was still slightly backward. Is it begging? Ba't mistiso? And why is this boy so handsome?
"Boy, let go of me, you stink," I teased her.
He shook his head and hugged my leg even tighter.
"I don't want to, you're beautiful, eh. Like me, please?" its pleading while still sulking.
I looked at him in disbelief.
I tried to snatch my leg from him.
"Hey, stunt boy. No matter how handsome you are, I will never take you with me. Period!"