Waiting For a Girl Like You

"Carla Ji! Where the hell are you? Have you been slacking off? You're running behind with all of the deliveries. The customers have been calling and are complaining that they haven't received their orders yet!"

Karen was the owner of the diner where Carla Ji was working as a delivery girl. The many complaints that she received over the phone from angry customers overwhelmed her and she vented it out on Carla.

"I'm sorry, Karen, for the delay with the deliveries.

I had a problem with my scooter and couldn't find a repair shop to fix it. But I tried fixing it myself and it seems to be working now. I promise I'll deliver all the orders.

I'll be there in 10 minutes. I have to go now, Karen. I'll talk to you later." Carla Ji had just delivered an order to a customer and quickly hopped back on the scooter to go to the next. She was in such a hurry to make up for lost time that she forgot to put her helmet on. She turned the throttle to maximum speed, blinked uncomfortably in the cold wind that was blowing in her face, while stewing on the abuse that Karen had unfairly flung at her on the phone.

The scooter that she was riding was a cherry red color and had little details. After speaking with Karen on the phone, Carla felt a little nervous about facing her.

'What a bad day!' Carla Ji thought to herself as she was driving to the next delivery. Her scooter had broken down and there were no repair shops available, so it wasn't her fault. 'Everything is going to be all right. Just take a deep breath and smile!'

Determined to finish all her deliveries for the day, she put her phone inside her pocket and concentrated on the road.

The strong wind blew in her face and whistled in her ears. She had to focus on her driving and not to think about Karen.

Finally, she had caught up to all of the deliveries that she had to do for the day. There was just one more delivery left and she was excited about finishing so she could go home and rest.

Delivery played an important role in the food industry. It allowed customers to choose what they wanted to eat without the hassle of getting it themselves. But for the delivery person, it was a very demanding job. Deliveries were all over the city and it took a lot of traveling to and from each customer which was all time-consuming. Carla Ji would start work early in the morning and usually finished late at night.

It was nearly nine in the evening and had become dark. The street lights had been lit up for a while now and there were very few people walking in the streets. Most were already in their warm homes with their families.

Carla Ji had almost arrived at her last destination, which was just around the corner about two or three minutes away. She was so relieved that her working day was nearly over.

After the stressful day that she had with her scooter breaking down and then being abused by Karen for being behind on her deliveries, all she could think about was delivering her last order as quickly as possible and going home to relax and let this terrible day be behind her.

Distracted by her thoughts and driving fast, she didn't notice that someone was in the middle of the road until the last minute.

"Hey! Get out of there! Hey! Get out of my way!"

She yelled at the person to move as she was fast approaching.

The man wasn't moving out of the way. He just stood there slightly hunched over as if he was hurt and looked at her with a cold and defensive glare. She tried to brake but the scooter wasn't responding. She let go off the throttle and kept squeezing the brakes desperately trying to stop in time, while yelling at him at the top of her lungs,"Hey! Get out of there! Get out of my way!"

The scooter wasn't working properly, ever since it broke down earlier that day. Even if she did manage to brake, she was too close and would surely hit him if he didn't move.

Just as the scooter was about to hit the man, Carla Ji held on tightly and squeezed her eyes shut at the last moment and waited for the inevitable, thud! But instead of the 'thud', Carla felt the scooter ease to a stop.

She opened her eyes in surprise and saw two strong hands holding on firmly to the handlebars of the scooter.

Carla Ji blinked with wide eyes, trying to process what had just happened for a few seconds.

And then she looked the man up and down that was standing in front of her to make sure that he was okay. She noticed that he had muscular arms and a strong robust body. 'With that physique, no wonder he was able to stop the scooter, ' she thought.

His shirt was covered in blood and he seemed hurt. He looked at her questionably and asked as he winced in pain,"Are you okay? Can I let go of the handlebars now?"

He seemed tense and uneasy, and kept looking around.

He spoke a little abruptly to her, but there was something about this man that Carla Ji liked. She had an earnest and sincere feeling about him. He was charming and had deep expressive eyes. On top of that, his aura was so engaging.

The man that stopped the scooter when Carla Ji had lost control even though he was injured, was Terence An.

She put her feet out to the sides of the scooter to steady herself, and then remembered why she was going so fast in the first place. She still had an order to deliver.

Carla Ji turned to look at the delivery box that was on the back of her scooter. And saw that the contents were all scattered about and ruined. She frowned at the sight and it was then that she felt her scooter sink down by the weight of another person. Terence slid in behind her and yelled,"Let's go!"

"I can't! The orders!"

He was trying to tell her something, but she wasn't listening. All she thought about was the order that she had to deliver and how it was just one big mess now. She worried about what Karen was going to say when she found out.

'What will I tell Karen? How will I explain this to her?' Carla Ji didn't know what to do anymore.

She was still thinking about the dilemma that she was in when she was suddenly jolted out of her thoughts by something that was wrapping around her waist.

Terence An was holding her so tightly that she felt like her slim waist would break because of the strength of his hands.

"Go!" shouted Terence. "I'll pay you ten times the price of that."

Carla Ji suddenly heard the sound of stomping feet. And as she turned, she saw a group of fierce-looking men heading towards them.

"There he is!"

"Hurry! Get him!"

Carla Ji's eyes widened in fear at the site of them. They were obviously after the man that was sitting on the back of her scooter, holding tightly on to her. She didn't have much time to think.

In an instant, she started the scooter up and with full throttle raced off as fast as the scooter would go. 'My life is more important than this food for delivery, ' she told herself as she concentrated on putting as much distance between herself and the angry men as possible.

Carla Ji was a bundle of nerves. She tried to convince herself that the man on the scooter with her was just a large order that she needed to deliver.

She was exhausted. It had been a very long day. In her mind, she told herself as soon as she dropped the man off she could go home and rest.

Reassuring herself that she just had to do this one last delivery and then would be able to go home, Carla sighed and just kept repeating to herself that soon all of this would be over.

'You are just a large order.

Just a 'huge' order.

Just another order to be delivered, ' she kept repeating to herself.

Once Carla Ji felt that she was a safe distance away, she eased off on the throttle. The screaming sound of a motor stopped immediately and ran smoothly again.

She checked her mirrors, confident that no one was following them. Finally, she felt more at ease and wasn't as nervous and jittery as before.

'Damn it! This man is heavy, ' she thought to herself. It was difficult driving the scooter with him on the back.

The scooter was only a small one. Although it had a seat for another passenger, it was only intended for a child or someone similar to Carla Ji's frame. Fortunately, Carla was only a petite girl. Otherwise, they both wouldn't have been able to fit on the scooter. Especially since this fellow was not only tall, he was also buff. She had to concentrate hard on keeping her balance and hold onto the handlebars much harder to avoid the front wheel from wobbling.

Terence An kept his hands around Carla Ji's waist. He didn't want to let go, just in case, she tried to do something stupid against him. It was awkward for her since she didn't know who this man was. A short time ago, she nearly ran him over with her scooter and now he was holding onto her as if he was never going to let go.

"Sir, can you take your hands off my waist and just hold onto the scooter, please?

It is difficult for me to drive when you are holding on so tightly. I can barely breathe. I would appreciate it if you could just let go and hold onto the scooter instead."

Carla Ji felt that there was no need for him to keep holding onto her since they were out of danger.

"Not a chance!" Terence An replied. "You are a delivery girl. You know your way around here and are familiar with the streets. When you take me to a safe place then I will let go of you."

Terence An was hurt and tired. He wanted to find a safe place where he could clean himself up and rest without worrying that someone was going to follow them.

He managed to fight them off but he still got hurt in the process. His face was bloodied and his clothes were dirty and bloody. He just wanted to rest a while.

Carla Ji could only sigh, 'It has been a hell of a day today! It's like the worst day of my life.

First, my scooter broke down, then I nearly ran over this man with blood all over him. I don't even know if he's dangerous or not. Then my last delivery ended up scattered all over the place. This day has been an absolute disaster for me, ' she thought.

She felt her phone vibrating in her pocket, but she chose to ignore it. She was overwhelmed by everything that had happened to her today, and couldn't handle speaking to anyone at the moment, especially if it was Karen.

Carla Ji was totally drained. All she thought about was getting home and running a nice warm bath for herself, where she could soak her aching tired body. Absentmindedly, she weaved in and out of the familiar streets. And before she knew it, she had parked out the front of her house and turned the motor off on the scooter. The silence startled her, and she began to panic that she had just brought a stranger to her home.

She pretended like she didn't know the place where they had stopped and started the scooter up again. And she turned the handlebars to head in another direction.

"Isn't this your house?" asked Terence An. "Why are you turning around?"

Terence wasn't stupid. He knew that Carla Ji was trying to distract him and take him somewhere else away from her home. He reached out and held onto the handlebar of the scooter.

The scooter stopped moving suddenly. Carla looked across and realized that the man was squeezing the brakes with his big strong muscular hand.

She felt frightened that he was aware of what she was trying to do. Her heart was in her throat

when Terence An leaned forward holding onto the brakes. She could feel his hard body against her and could smell the blood on him. He felt very hot and was sweating profusely.

"Of course not! That's not where I live," Carla Ji tried to mislead him. "I don't know how we got here. I just kept driving so we could get away from those bastards. It looks like a dead end street. I'm just an ordinary delivery girl. How am I supposed to know all the streets here?"

Carla babbled nervously trying her best to deceive him.

In the calmest voice that she could manage she said,"Hey, you can get off now. It's safe here." As she turned the motor off the scooter. She wanted to get rid of Terence An without offending him.

Just as Carla finished talking, she suddenly felt a weight on her back. She turned to try and see what was going on and

was so startled when she saw Terence.

"Oh my gosh!" shouted Carla. "Hey! Wake up. Please wake up!"

'Why is this happening to me? Seriously, right in front of my house. Could this day possibly get any worse?' she thought hopelessly to herself.