Bossy Man, I'm Not Afraid Of You!!!

Girl: "I love you."

Boy: "I love you more."

Girl: "Hahaha."

Love, it is something we all crave, but most of us don't understand how it works. Of course, that scene of open affection would touch anyone's heart but it was breaking mine. How could I let this happen to me? I thought to myself as I looked through the glass window of the cafe I worked at. Because the 'Boy' was supposed to be my boyfriend, Hunter and that 'Girl' was my older sister, Claire. Before I noticed it myself, I was already walking out of the cafe towards them.

"How could you do this me?," I yelled. Jumping in surprise, they turned towards me.

"Oh, Mina, it's you, what's up," said Hunter.

"What's up? Really? Why are you holding hands with my sister," I said?

Hunter replies, "Oh this, it's nothing. Why are you being so jealous?"

I couldn't believe him just now. Then it hit me, this wasn't his first mistake. Every time we went out he always looked at another girl and every time I confronted him, he would say the same thing.

"Jealous…, "I chuckled to myself.

"Why would I be jealous of a man wh**e, like you?," I told him.

With a smile on my face, I turned to my sister who looked shameless, "and you, I could expect this from him, but you're supposed to be my sister." At that moment I could feel a pain in my c.h.e.s.t.

Claire just looked at me and laughed, "hahaha. Of course, he would want me instead of someone childish like you. Word of advice sis, you should learn to grow up."

Then before I could notice, she had poured her coffee all over. At that moment I was feeling completely embarrassed, everyone had gathered around up outside watching, taking out their cameras. Maybe she was right. I held back the tears forming in my eyes as I tried to escape from the scene as fast as possible. Without noticing, I had bumped into someone.

Ouch!! I looked up to find a handsome man with golden brown eyes looking at me. He was wearing an expensive suit, which was now covered with coffee.

"I'm sorry for ruining your clothes," I said.

"Hmph. Can't you pay attention to where you are walking?!" said the man.

"I've already apologized, I'll pay for your dry cleaning," I said.

"And what, allow you to take my clothes to one of those shabby cleaners? When you are clearly in need of a trip there," he said.

"Then what do you want me to do?" I said.

He snickered to himself, "it's not me who needs anything from you but the other way around right."

Coming closer to me he whispered to me, "what is it you want from me? Money? Love? "

"Huh," I exclaimed.

Pushing him back, "I don't even know you, and why would someone go out of their way to meet an obnoxious person like you." With that, I walked away.