"Tsk!...Does no one in this town know how to ring a doorbell properly?" Camila complained with a frown on her face as she got up from Kafka's embrace, frustrated that she woke up when she was on the verge of sleeping after a sleepless night yesterday.
"First it was my daughter in the morning that was making a racket, and now it's someone else...Does everyone just forget basic manners when they come to this house?"
Bella had a guilty look on her face, knowing that she was the one who interrupted Kafka and her mother's intimate session earlier with her intense ringing.
But in all honesty, it wasn't her fault, as she wasn't ringing the doorbell so hard because she was getting impatient, but because she wanted to see her mother as soon as possible since she was scared of the things that had been happening in the past month and wanted to be in her comfort place as soon as she could.
Bella knew her mother was beyond frustrated with the obnoxious noise, which was obvious with the cold look she had in her eyes as she glared in the direction of the door. And when she got curious as to how Kafka was reacting since she knew that he wouldn't be too happy as well, she let out a shreak because of what she saw.
"Kyaa!~"
"What is it now, Bella?" Camila turned and asked Bella, not having time to deal with her daughter now. "I've already got a madman ringing my doorbell like crazy, and I don't want you to be making any unnecessary noise as well."
"N-No mom, I didn't mean to scream...I-Its just...just look at Kafka..." Bella whispered with a frightened look on her face, as if she had just seen a bloodthirsty ghost.
And when Camila turned to see just what her daughter was pointing at and was frightened of, she too shivered as well as her daughter did as she saw Kafka with a calm look on his face and a gloomy look in his eyes, turbid eyes like she saw earlier, only this time he looked like he was only seconds away from slamming the head of the person who was ringing the bell into the pavement to make him stop and looked like he wouldn't mind the bloody mess it would make if he could regain silence again.
She immediately understood why Bella looked so scared, as she was also fearful, but not for herself or her daughter since she knew Kafka would never lay a finger on them, but for the person outside who was basically signing his death wish, judging by the dull look on Kafka's face.
And just when she saw Kafka silently get up from the sofa and he looked like he was going to deal with the person outside, Camila quickly pushed him back onto the sofa in a fright as she got up and said in a hurry,
"You stay here, Kafka!...You don't need to get up!"
"Me and Bella will talk to the person outside since it's a small matter, so you can just sit here and rest while we come back after having a small discussion." Bella frantically nodded her head to what her mother said, as she didn't want any problems occurring in her safe haven when she had just come back from a world of unnecessary stress.
But even after all that endless harassment, Bella stayed firm with her decision since she was a strong-willed girl and continued to go on with her life no matter how stressful and dreary each was becoming due to his very presence.
What broke the final straw and made her immediately want to return home so that she could find solace and have a break from the torture she was going through in another city, was when her friends, whom she thought she could trust at the time, started to support the guy who was pestering her and told her that she was being too stuck up for ignoring his advances when there were many other girls that wanted to be with him, including them.
The moment she heard her friends utter those words, she packed her bags without saying goodbye, knowing that she wouldn't ever speak to those foxes, she called her best friends ever again and made a run for her home where her mother resided, whom she knew was the only person that she could ever trust at all times and didn't have to worry about turning on her like her friends as well as her own father did.
And just when she reached home and thought that she could have a break from that horrendous life and thought that she finally found peace in her mother's lover's embrace, somehow the annoying dude had found his way to her home and looked like he was going to pester her on her doorstep as well.
Normally, she would've been intimated if a man she despised followed her all the way to her hometown, because it was a bit too creepy and scary even for her to comprehend, especially since she didn't know how he knew where to find her.
But because she knew she now had the home ground advantage unlike before and had her mother by her side, who she knew was someone that was not to be messed with unless they wanted a few broken bones, she didn't mind his presence at all and moved in front of her mother to face him directly with no fear in her heart at all.
There was also another major factor in play that made her feel like she could do anything she wanted now and not think about the consequences that came with it, which was the neighbour next door, who was silently sitting inside and was probably even now staring in this direction with a mundane look in his eyes, like he wanted blood on his hands.
She knew that a little call was all she needed to release the ferocious storm that was brewing inside, so she confidently folded her hands and directly confronted the stalker before her with a fearless look on her face.
She also enjoyed the feeling of knowing that she'd be safe no matter what happened because of the confidence she had in Kafka, who seemed like someone who could solve any problem before him. She also finally understood what her mother meant when she said that there was no need to fear, even if the world was breaking apart, as long as Kafka was watching over you by his side.
This also made her wonder if she should just steal him away from her mother, not because she was into him, even though she wasn't clear about that matter herself.
But because she could use him as a handy bodyguard wherever she went, who she wouldn't mind protecting her for the rest of his life while he stayed by her side at all times, even if it was in her bedroom as well which made her blush at the rather dirty thought.
But she immediately threw this idea in the bin, knowing that her mother would probably disown her if she tried to do so, since it was obvious how much she cared for Kafka.
And she too didn't want to interfere with her mother's happiness, knowing that she was one of the reasons her mother lived an unsatisfactory life for so long, which she regretted ever since she slowly started to realise her mistakes after the incident with her father, where she came to learn her father's true face and his despicable behaviour that disgusted her to the core...