"What happened?" I ask kneeling in front of her. I felt guilty all of the sudden for not showing up earlier or not even thinking what was gonna happened to her.

Then she hugged me tightly.

I didn't know what to do, but I placed my hand on her hair then caress it.

After a minute, she started to calmed down and said with a sob, "Some muscled drunk guy was here earlier then he saw me. I-i answer politely. But he-he started to get flirty and try to-o touch me but I run away. And hide."

This is really my fucking fault.

I shouldn't even have planned this.

It's just dangerous. And I didn't even thought of that.

I didn't show weaknesses though.

"Why did you waited this long?" I asked.

"I knew you'll come. So I waited. And I was right, you're here now." She said pulling away from me then wiping her tears at the back of her hand.

Yeah, I was here. But I'm late. I should have kicked that asshole ass who made my gorgeous joyful annoying girl cries and put off her smile from her face.

No, she isn't mine.

"It's okay." I just simply said then added, "I'm here now."