Chapter 36 Women Trouble (2/2)

”No, it's my phone...” Malene held her phone up as though she was trying to show him something and she seemed to be a bit nervous. It felt kind of uncomfortable to have ordered food and not be able to pay.

”Your phone can pay for food? I don't think that will fit in the card swipe.” Laz had the feeling of corning a small animal in the forest and almost started to feel like a bad guy. Almost.

”No. No.. It's an application on my smart phone that can be used to for things by connecting to a digital wallet that stores information..” Malene's voiced trailed off as she looked at the rather brand new credit card reader in front of her on the counter. Since she had been looking at Laz's eyes, she didn't notice how new it was a first, or that that it had the digital screen to pay by digital wallet.

Bringing her head up quickly, she gave Laz a death glare that would have been sure to kill him had his skin not been as thick as it was.

”Oh, that. Sure thing, just use the reader in front of you.” 'They have these things on the vending machines at our school even, obviously we will have them as well. Still, seems like she's a bit less mature than I originally thought,' Laz thought to himself while watching her pay for the food.

Grandpa Chu had walked up out of the kitchen just in time to see Malene pay and Laz slide the box over to her.

”Boy! Go be a gentleman and help her out to her car,” his grandpa scolded after noticing Laz intended to leave her to do it herself.

”Alright,” Laz knew he probably should have done it that way to begin with, but he was feeling almost a bit offended at her thinking they were that far out in the middle of nowhere.Laz had lived in many different places as well so he knew what remote was. This was far from that.

Taking the box off the counter, Laz walked around and stood there for a moment, completely indifferent to her death glare.

Malene finally turned around with a ”hmpf” and made her way to the door. Even though she was somewhat upset at his rude behavior, she still ended up holding the door for him since she felt that with the full box, it would be hard for him to open.

'I guess this girl isn't all bad huh?' Laz thought as he walked out the door.

Malene gestured to a parked black Lincoln in one of the parking spaces. As they approached the car, the trunk popped open and Laz set the box down gently. When he was about to reach up to close the trunk, Malene put her hand in front of him and told him to back up. Doing so, Laz was momentarily surprised to see the trunk could close itself as well.

”Oh,” was his only response. he couldn't see inside the car since the windows were darkened so he didn't know that he was being watched by Malene's mom the whole time.

”Thank you and please come again,” Laz recited as he made his way back to the shop.

”Wait a sec,” Malene called after him, walking towards him slowing as though she was reaching for something.

Laz didn't feel anything off about her behavior as it looked like she was going to give him a tip, so he just stood there facing her without moving.

Malene brought her hand out of her pocket as though she was holding something and brought it forward as though to hand something to Laz. In the next moment, his sight narrowed quickly to focus on her hand as he sensed a big threat coming from it.

Despite his quick reactions and enhanced senses, he wasn't able to make out what it was. The only thing he could tell was that it smelled like metal that shot out from her hand and scraped against his cheek before quickly disappearing.

With practically no pain, all Laz felt was a small trickle, like a water drop ran down his cheek.

”Don't get close to me. Don't come find me. If you say anything about me to anyone, I will kill you before you even figure out how you died.”

Malene turned around and walked back towards the car, opened the door and sat down before pulling the door closed while Laz just stood there in shock.

'What the hell was that?' He thought to himself while reaching up to his check. After touching the wet spot, he brought his hand back down and realized it was a drop of blood. She had cut his cheek with a blade so fine, it didn't even leave a scratch, just a single drop of blood.

For the first time since he had seen this girl, he realized that she was an entirely different kind of trouble.

'God damn it,' he thought.