(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
Horror movie

Louise stopped her steps and turned to stare towards the man who was smiling knots at her.

"Why do you keep going anyway?" louise asked annoyedly staring at the man.

"I'm just walking" the man replied lightly as if he wasn't bothered at all.

The girl let out her breath lazily and continued her footsteps, indeed walking a little past a few shops was quite a pleasant thing.

Not too tired and not causing much movement.

"You wanna try the desert over there?" asked James while pointing towards yok dessert across the street.

"I don't like it" replied Louise ketus who didn't even seem to respond to the man's remarks.

James didn't say anything, he just smiled and pulled the girl's hand away.

"Eh? What'sthis?" Louise flinched but her legs followed the direction of the man who pulled her so as not to fall.

The man was like a stone head while still carrying the girl to the place he had pointed.

Louise was silent, she was still processing her state that had just stood up and down the street but now was sitting in a cafe cake with a variety of beautiful cakes in front of her.

"Why not eat? Try it," he said as he stared at the girl.

"I told you not-hup!"

"Sugary right?" james asked with a smile as he suddenly thrust the cake with strawberry jam into the mouth of the girl in front of him.

"Enak," said Louise unconsciously while taking the cake that was still held by the man in front of her.

The man rubbed the tip of his fingers that were exposed to the sweet cream and smiled knotingly looking at the girl in front of him.

Of course he knows what he likes and dislikes the girl but he used to always be indifferent because he did not want to have feelings that are falling.

"You're not like this to cheat, are you? Or are you a fraud?" louise asked as she had swallowed the food that was in her mouth.

"I'm not fooling you" he replied briefly with a frowning forehead, puzzling over why the girl in front of him accused him.

"Initially you approached me, after that brought the child and because it didn't work you didn't bring the child again but now approached me" said Louise who was also confused how to convey her intentions.

"I didn't bring Bianca because you didn't want her, did you?" asked James who understood what the girl in front of him meant.

"What can I do for that child? You want me to take care of it? The child that I don't know myself" replied Louise who immediately changed her expression.

"You don't have to take care of it because I can do that, even if it's about Bianca I just want you not to ignore her and most importantly don't yell at her..." said the man, this time his tone sounded different.

Louise dumps her face, while picking up her milkshake.

"Ck! You wanna act like a good father? I'm the one who looks like the bad guy here." decak him while sipping a drink in his hand.

James didn't say anything, he just didn't know a good father had to be like what he knew just didn't want to see his daughter's pretty face cry.

"He likes you so much, so I hope you can do that too." said the man who stared at his evasive face.

Louise didn't say anything, she just took a quick glance. It didn't matter what he did but how could he possibly regard the three-year-old as his biological daughter if he never remembered at all?

"Louise?" call James to the girl.

There was no answer but those green eyes were staring at the man who was calling out to him.

"Why don't you remove the tattoo?" james asked when he saw the girl poking.

"Tattoos?" Louise reflexively looks towards her hand, giving it a sickle shape that looks so obvious.

"If I don't like it, I can cover it with make up" she said.

"Not closed but deleted, why don't you delete it?" ask James again.

"Don't know.." replied her softly who also seemed to not understand why not just delete it.

"You know what it means and when it was made?" james asked as he glanced at the tattoo that was still on the girl's swab.

Louise shook her head, where she might remember when she made it or what it meant if all the memory of the tattoo creator was lost.

"It's a sign of his possession, the scythe's a symbol that indicates a person's territorial area" said the source, describing the meaning of the scythe on the girl's wrist.

Louise said nothing, however she could not deny or say anything she could not even remember.

"And this scythe was made after we slept together for the first time," he said as he touched the image of the tattoo with the tip of his fingers.

Louise frowned and seemed to disagree, she never remembered sleeping with the man in front of her at all.

"Crazy huh?! When did I ever sleep with you?!" ask her in annoyance.

"Surely you've done it with me, otherwise there would be no Bianca" James replied with his flat face.

"Then why did I forget? About you or about the kid?!" asked Louise who was still staring with complete disbelief.

"Maybe I'm too much of a jerk for you to remember?" answer the self-conscious man with his treatment first.

"If you realize why you're still following me? You shouldn't bother me anymore, right?" asked Louise cringing.

"I'm a jerk and I know that's why I keep chasing you" he said with a smile and unsynchronized eyes.

Such as regret, pleasure, relief, and some expressions that he could not read at all.

"What are you doing indeed? I mean you used to be such a jerk?" louise asked who did not remember anything about the man in front of her.

James was silent for a moment, he was confused how to say all the outrageous attitudes he had done.

"I hurt you" he said softly without a smile at all and eyes that looked regretful.

"Hurt me? What kind of pain?" asked Louise cringing.

There was no answer, the man could only be seen taking a breath and raising his fork.

"Do you want a bribe? The mocca taste is also good," said her smiling little as she thrust a fork towards the girl in front of her.

"Mocca? I remember Zayn." said Louise unconsciously.

The man could certainly hear her, she was still smiling yet this time smiling annoyed at hearing the name of another man yet she could not clearly show her jealousy to be able to take the girl's heart again.

"Zayn also has a mocca scent" replied Louise who involuntarily smiled as she recalled the room that always had that sweet scent.

Either chocolate or mocca that makes it seem like they want to bite with anxiety.

"the scent? Hahaha..."

"Fuckin' scent!"

The muttered man who was cursing and feeling hot heard her but tried to calm down and instead showed a horrible laugh.

"You..."

"Don't laugh, it's terrible." said Louise Lirih who felt creepy even though the man in front of her smiled and laughed.

"Why me?" asked James who smiled broadly while holding the cake fork firmly until it seemed to tremble and almost made it crooked.

Why did he know the smell? He's done anything?

Trying to smile with a hot heart is the same as showing her choking air.

"I feel like I'm getting into a horror movie right now" said Louise softly as she stared at the smiling man with the heat on and the cake fork that began to bend in the man's grasp.