Angry Cute Eyes

KEITH GREY POV

I look at her with guilt.

Damn it! I made her cry.

She looks at me with a set of angry cute eyes before storming upstairs.

I stand up, ready to come after her, to punish her for insulting me, but I currently can’t do that. We grow silent until we heard a yelp and an engine roar outside the house.

Sue me. But, I never felt guilty for lying. I believe it was beneficial. Until Vale, of course.

I sigh and reach for my phone in my back pocket. Scrolling for Brandon’s name on my phone and text him to follow her before putting it on the table.

I was sooo in trouble.

“What did you do? ” Caleb asked.

He crossed his arms as he looks at me with a cold expression.

I look at the guys who are currently surrounding me—preventing me from coming after her.

“I lied to her, ” I sigh as I run my hands on my hair and look down. Guiltily.

A sudden pain shot through my jaw, making me look at them with wide eyes, shocked. I was not expecting this.

They were furious. I received a few more punch and kicks as I defended myself. I don’t have a choice when they force me to fall on the floor. They continue to hit me, and most of them landed on my face. I didn’t fight back.

I wanted to argue that it was just a lie. Yet, the guys are acting so offended by this.

Damn! They hate where my popularity comes so much.

What if Vale doesn’t want me anymore?

Geez.

She already leaves you.

My conscience speaks.

“Fix it. I don’t want to see your face. Not until Vale comes back, ”

Caleb storms out of the house, followed by Jake and Brett.

I look at Dylan, raising my eyebrow while panting on the floor. He surprisingly takes the barstool and sits in front of me.

“Man, you mess up bad,” he folded his arm across his chest.

“I know,” I groan as I try to sit up.

“She never cries, ”

I close my eyes as I run my hands on my hair.

“I know, ”

“She cries twice in two days,”

“Damn! I fucking know it, Dylan!!”

“Good, ” he got up from the barstool before walking behind me and tap my shoulder.

Or should I say, gripping it?

“What do you want me to do? ”

“You know we love her like our sister, Keith. So, get your ass ready and bring her back before we break your bones in half, ” he said in a threatening tone before walking away.

I nodded my head silently. I cursed at their protectiveness over Valentina Rodriguez. The woman who messes with my head from the very first time I saw her.

I am threatened worse than this before. But, my own best friends?

“I am their fucking leader!”

I helplessly shout to no one in particular.

My phone on the table rang, and I slowly stood up and limped towards the table. I saw Brandon name’s on it. I picked it up and put it on my ear.

“Sir, we lose her, ”

I sigh, annoyed.

“How did you lose her so easily?! You’re the best in following a car!! ” I yell.

“We’re five cars behind her, and she doesn’t stop when the traffic lights turn red,” he explained.

I rubbed my temple. What did this woman think she was doing?! She could get killed doing it!!

“How about her tracker? ”

“She turned it off, sir,”

I huff.

“Keep searching, ”

I end the call and look around to realize that Dylan was gone. Great, now I’m all alone.

I open my contact list and search for her name. I dial her number, but she’s not answering. I dial again, again and again, but she never picks it up.

Oh, come on!

Finally, I settle on sending a message to her.

To: My love

Me: Princess, where are you? I’m genuinely sorry. Come back, and I’ll explain, please? They’re gonna kill me if you didn’t come back. Baby, please.

I typed as fast as I can and hit send.

I know she’ll scoff at this. But remember the attraction that we had? Yeah, that’s it. I just hope the attraction will never wear off.

I never beg for something small like this. Kill me, but I can’t help but want to live my life in peace. My source of peace was gone.

Princess, where are you?

Pfft. You’ll never be in peace.

My conscience speaks. God, why did I have an annoying conscience?

I look at my message once more.

Hmm...perf-wait!

Why is the word baby in there? Where did that come from?

Oh, no!

I gaped, my mouth hung open.

Oh, no!