If only he loved me too

It's been a year since the downfall of the Price Enterprise company, piece by piece, shares by shares the business was at its last breath. the person suffering the most from this downfall was Robert Price. He looks tired, old, and helpless every time I meet him he looks older every passing second. he tried for a loan but the bank wouldn't sanction him one, he sorts out his friends and business partners but no one wants to invest in a drowning company. It's heartbreaking watching the most prestigious people crumble to the ground.

"Hey, you ready to go?" asked Adrian, yeah, the bartender Adrian. we are sort of became best friends now, attached to the hips and he also works here at Price enterprise as an intern. The funny thing is even after telling him not to join my company he still insisted. I don't know why but his stubbornness is kind of a relief to me since I have a nagging feeling of loneliness in a deep part of my soul which thrived for attention.

"Yeah, let's go," I walked out with him towards the parking lot

"what do you want for dinner?" He asked me as we drove off in my car, we're kind of carpooling since his bike in the garage for servicing. well, that's what he told me but I know the truth, there have been some unusual things happening to me or around me, he has had a couple of accidents lately, be it mugging or hit and run or just bar fight, it was getting too regular no to notice.

"I'm carving Chinese," I smile at him while keeping an eye on the road, it's been a habit of mine, I always have an eye out on the road since the night of the accident. 

"I know a great place," he said excitedly adding the address of the restaurant on the GPS, he is always full of energy and has a bright smile even at his worst he still smiles. he makes my heart flutter with feelings and warmth but I know it's not the flutter I crave. 

We arrived at a small cozy old fashioned Chinese place, it had the typical Chinese outlook with bamboos and everything was in deep red, they had the complete traditional Chinese interior and the smell of spices was just exotic.

"I know it's not much but they have the best Chinese in the city," he said nervously his cheeks colored with embarrassment or he just being shy I can't tell with him

his anticks "I love it, it feels like home," I commented to which he let

we ate in peace while making small talks here and there, Adrian did most of the good talking because I have an

wherever I go. I glanced behind Adrian and saw a person

need to use

with you?" he asked while shoving a dumpling in his mouth.

the mysterious person, he pretended to be engrossed in his meal but I doubt he even knows it's

inside the bathroom and waited for a couple of minutes, then exited and paid the bill and left for our car, Adrian was talking again, something about the bar where

Adrian into the isolated corner of

he asked alerted by my

have a tail," I tell him

hit his leg, holding his arm, kicking him down on the ground and when he attempted to take out his gun, I

what the hell are you doing?" he panicked but I

asked, "And why are you following us?" pointing the gun at him, he smirked arrogantly assuming that I wouldn't shoot

shoot me," mocked me, I took off the safety and shot at his leg he screamed out in pain like a motherfucker. But there was a second scream that was much more sacred than