Chapter 30 [ Part 2 ]

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I did an upspree the past few days cuz I
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===== Chapter 30 [ Part 2 ] =====

A strained smile...

And it only took one more push before she fell from the balcony and to the ground.

Just one loud thump sounding out, breaking the still air, before peace from the cries and noises later eventually ensues again.

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"Hey! Isn't that your friend Peach?!" Obviously shocked to see his daughter's friend around, your father's tone of voice was incredibly loud as he pointed the girl's identity out.

Of course, at that very same moment, his eyes that were squinting also happened to perceive the hand that is just about to smack the poor girl. The realization quickly snapping him out of his trance as he rushed towards the pair without any more second thoughts.

"Hey! You over there! What are you doing?!"

You, who had also been taken aback by their appearance, snapped back to reality when your dad left your side and suddenly began to go towards them.

"Dad!" you scream after him.

You were cursing under your breath as you rush after his trails as you never informed your dad that you and Peach had stopped hanging out a few months ago.

Dad should have at least suspected it since you thought it was so obvious. Peach after all never visited your house despite Alessio and Dante always coming by. But then—judging the current situation—your father clearly never caught onto it.

Dad...

You mentally facepalm yourself as you watch your dad beginning to smack Dante on the head a bit too roughly. "Ill-mannered! Scumbag! Beast! How could I have let you hang out with my daughter when you can even dare to lay a hand on your girl friend!"

"Hey! What the fuck! Ouch!"

Dante cries out, shoving the man away from him.

Dark blue eyes glinting in anger as he glared at the man who out of nowhere smacked him in the head. His narrowed eyes slightly faltering as he remembered your presence, who was standing right now slightly behind your angry father. 

Dante's expression looks unreadable upon being caught red-handed in such a terrible position. And then, there's Peach beside him who looks at you guys, starstruck? Of course, that gets you taken aback. She doesn't seem mad to you at all.

"Are you okay?" your dad asks the white haired girl.

Peach nods. Her cheeks burning soft pink; it makes you return back to those good old times when you still hang out with her.

Those sudden swarm of precious memories makes you suddenly feel sad.

You avert your gaze away as you remind yourself that those days are over. You fail to realize Peach's blue eyes dim at your retreating gaze. Just like you, she also wanted those days back.

If only they can reunite again...

But.

there's a wall the hindering you guys.

The wall, also known as Alessio.

"Good."

Daniel sighs before returning his glare to Dante.

He has never been fond of this rude lad. His dislike even further deepening when Dante intentionally decides to blatantly disregard him.

Not even giving him a look, the youth turns to you instead and call out his greeting, "Hey."

"Hey," you quickly greet back.

Maybe too quick? His oceanic-blue eyes slightly widen. Suddenly you feel awkward. Your nails dig deep in your palms, and you have the urge to grab your dad's arm and run away.

Ugh, why do we have to see them here?! Wait, actually; we don't even to hold a conversation with them. I should stop being so anxious.

Daniel grits his teeth, glaring at the blonde-haired man with undisguised hatred in his (E/C) colored eyes. Such an insolent bastard! Daring to treat him like this! From the start, Daniel has never liked him— and he certainly would never in the future!

He doesn't understand how his beloved daughter could have make friends with this types of people. You're too sweet for the likes of these bastards.

Well...

Daniel turns to you who had just greeted back Dante. He sighs in his heart as he cannot help but feel slightly grateful that you are in a relationship with the other guy than this bastard.

At least that Alessio is still acknowledging his presence while this ba—

Darker shade of (E/C) eyes glowers upon those unbothered ocean sights. "Are you really not going to greet me, huh? After what you almost did there, you really had the guts to be rude."

Dante clicks his tongue. "What are you saying, (Y/N)'s Dad? I wasn't doing anything," the guy shamelessly lies, "and if I ever were doing something, then I am going to tell you—it's none of your business."

Daniel looks even more angry, and you can sense that he's so close to erupting, so you do something before he actually does.

Stirring everyone's attention away from Dante's infuriating words.

"So you're here with Peach, huh? What a suprise.. I did not expect to see you guys here." You try to smile through the awkwardness, stuttering midway as you also do your best to end the conversation.

Dante tears his gaze from your father and blinks his eyes at you, as if confused by your fake smile.

Of course...

Since the guy has been hanging out with you for a few months now, he can already quickly distinguish the faces you make. And this smile you're making—it felt so forced.

At first Dante is puzzled.

Since you guys are in a friendly relationship, there's really nothing for you to be awkward of—unless if you know his feelings for you.

But surely there's no chance you know.

Right?

But then when he senses the girl beside him flinch.

He remembers Peach.

Oh, yeah... no wonder. Dante rolls his eyes.

"I did not expect you to be here too," he lies, "Did you come just now?"

"Nope!" you answer, a bit too excited.

A smile dawning on your face once he took the bait. You turn to your dad, who's just eyeing your guy friend with spite.

"Actually, we were just about to leave. My father and I had been bonding since earlier, and we're kinda tired now." You gently pat your Dad's arm.

Your dad nods, agreeing.

"Yes." He sharply glares at Dante. "So stop bothering my daughter with nonsense questions, so we can finally have our rest," he snaps with uncensored hostility.

Dante clicks his tongue. "Then I will stop now. Your old man obviously is need of sleep. And—" Your breathing seems to stop when he suddenly and weirdly reaches out his hand.

His fingers lightly brushing the skin near your eyes. "You obviously need some rest." The corners of his lips twitches— a shadow of a smirk seems to take form.

What?

You were a bit taken aback by his flirt; you couldn't help but gape at him.

Your dad of course wasn't happy, and he roughly pushed the man back. "Keep your dirty hand off her! Did I even give you the permission? One is already enough; I don't need more cockroaches swarming over my daughter."

Dante snickered. "Cockroach?"

Daniel raised his brow as if wondering this stupid teen was really daring to challenge his authority yet still he maintained his glare. "Yes, you!"

The blonde-haired man only threw out a laugh yet again, irking your father more.

You look at Dante with concern, slightly shaking your head as if to gesture to him to stop pissing your father, but his lips only curved into a very smug smirk.

"I think you would like to rephrase that, Daniel. Roaches only tend to be attracted to garbages, so you're basically calling (Y/N) a piece of trash."

"Y—You!"

A trembling finger was pointed at him.

Your father could nor believe the audacity of this scum. Even you were caught off guard by your friend's remark; your eyes went wide like saucers.

Dante is just about to spit out some more careless words when he felt something knock him hard on the head. He cursed, quickly turning to his side and glaring at the one responsible for the pain.

"Peach!" he snaps at her, but she does not care.

She just immediately scolds on him, angrily ordering him to take his words back about (Y/N) and apologize to your face.

"Bitch," he cursed under his breath, but he still did. His eyes glancing at the floor. "I'm sure you know that I didn't actually mean you being a trash."

"I'm sure you don't."

Of course he doesn't. You're already used to how Dante talk so roguishly; but since your dad doesn't really hang out with him that much, he would obviously care.

You heave out a sigh, not wanting to stick here any longer in this awkward situation. You turn to Daniel who is still giving Dante some dirty looks as you finally try to persuade him once again to leave.

"Dad, let's go?"

His eyes dart towards you, who look even more exhausted than earlier. His heart tugs at the sight, and he presses his lips for a second. "Okay, fine. Let's go."

And so finally, to your relief, the conversation with them is up! Before you guys leave the arcade zone, Daniel warns Peach for the last time about her companion. Then, towards Dante, he gives him one last glare and threatens him to keep away from the girls.

The blonde haired man gives him a strange look.

When Daniel has his back on him, he flicks a finger.

"I truly wonder how that son of a bitch can be (Y/N)'s father. He's way different from her and totally not cute," he grumbles under his breath, staring at the pair who is now stepping on the escalater a long distance away.

Totally not cute?

Peach raises a brow at him.

"I guess you have now decided to not shy your interest towards (Y/N), huh? But I think it's better that you don't say that about her father when you're actually secretly desiring him to be your father in law," she casually advices him, tapping him on the shoulder.

What? His blue eyes squinted. What is she saying about father in law?!

Does she know?

Dante snaps his attention to her in a panic. "Bullshit! What are you saying?!"

"Nothing," Peach says in a singsong tone, yet she's obviously lying with the way she is acting right now. He grabs her in the wrist as he angrily demands her to spit out everything she knows.

"God! That hurts!" She cries.

He doesn't listen and just shake her, making her eventually exclaim the answers he needed in order to finally release her from his grip. "Okay, okay! I'll answer, so please drop your hands. And yes, I know! I know for quite some time that you have a crush on (Y/N)!" she confesses.

Dante's blue eyes widen, dropping his hands off her.

"Qu— quite some time?" he echoes.

"Yes?" Peach rubs her arms as she responds in a questioning tone, looking rather confused on why would he have such a shocked reaction over his face at her words.

She tilts her head, thinking. It took awhile before she realizes why. And when she did, she slaps a hand over her mouth, staring at him wide-eyed.

"O— oh my god?! Did you just realize now your feelings for (Y/N)?!"

Dante doesn't answer.

She stares at him intently for quite awhile before a fit of laughter escapes her throat. "Oh my god. So you're actually that dumb. For several weeks, I've seen you give her googly eyes, but you're only realizing just now that you're smittened with her."

"B—bitch!"

He shuts his eyes, looking so red and embarrassed upon being caught with his gestures toward his friend. Peach cannot help but laugh more, never realizing that she'll ever see Dante in such a cute state.

"So you really do like her, huh?" she teases.

"Shut up!" he cries.

"Beside she's taken anyways," he reminds her, and he reminds himself. He never really had a chance with her, so why bother even tease him with (Y/N). 

"And I'm also fucking stuck with some other bitch," he adds, groaning in dismay right after, as he suddenly begins to walk toward somewhere else.

"W— wait what? What other bitch?"

Confused, Peach runs after him, not totally understanding what Dante was talking about. She had never really caught the news of Dante confessing his love for Ia as she was too focused with school and (Y/N).

"I'll tell you along the way," Dante says, "Just accompany me for a bit; I'll only retrieve something."

And to that, Peach nods.

Accompanying him is just an easy task for her anyways, and this is the only time she can get to hear Dante talk quite seriously about his life, so why not go for it.


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