Chapter 100


    Chapter 100 – Fixing the Broken (Anj’s POV) Dn deepened his kiss, taunting my tongue to y


    with him. It was challenging to make my brain stop thinking so many things despite the passion


    and fire of his kisses. I did not resist when he pulled me to sit on hisp, wishing to shut down


    my brain even for a few minutes to enjoy this moment.


    When I kissed him back and curled my fingers in his hair, he just lost himself to me that his hand


    grazed the skin of my shoulder, sliding slowly to the hem of my shirt, groping his hand


    underneath my clothes.


    But before he could reach the cup of my bra, I caught his hand, and I couldn‘t believe I was


    gripping his wrist so much just to stop him. I was out of breath when I pulled away from him.


    “We‘re here to talk, not to –“My heart hammered in my chest when I heard footsteps. Anya!


    I stood up quickly and ran inside, and I was right; Anya was there, pacing and panicking around


    the kitchen and not knowing what to do.


    She raised her hands in the air. “I... I d–didn‘t see a thing. I’m just...” She breathed out as she put


    herself together after stammering as she exined. “I‘m just here to take my tea.” She breathed


    out, walking toward the countertop.


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    “You don‘t like tea, Anya. You‘re a coffee person,” I snarled at her.


    “People change,” Her lips quivered as she forced her lips to curve a smile. Her face flushed red


    when she saw Dning inside. Taking a deep breath, she picked up the cup and turned her


    back on us.


    “You‘re not going anywhere, Anya,” I said. “Sit! You‘re not taking my tea anywhere.”


    She stopped walking, turned around, and ced the cup on the kitchen ind. “You don‘t have to be


    angry. I‘m leaving your tea now. See?”


    “I said sit!” I yelled when she was about to leave. I turned to Dn. “You, too. No one is leaving this


    kitchen until we settle this thing.” He sat on the farthest chair possible. “Who wants a beer?” I asked, and


    they both raised their hands. I opened the refrigerator and took two cans of beer, and as I sat, I gave


    them their cans and took the cup of tea in front of Anya. “We’re not ending this night without clearing


    things out,” I gritted my teeth. My heart was about to burst because of anger, and I hated seeing my two


    friends like this. “God, you’re my friends, we live in one house, and we all act as if we have done


    something stupid we‘re avoiding each other.” I hissed at them.


    Anya knitted her eyebrows and shook her head. “I‘m not avoiding you, Anj.”


    “Yeah, right!” I said angrily. “But you‘ve always been in a hurry to work when you and Dn


    always go together before with all your excuses of saving gasoline and time. What made the change,


    Anya? Prices rollback?”


    She stretched her lips, attempting to smile, but when I scowled at her, she pursed her lips. I heaved a


    sigh. “I hardly see you here at home, Anya. What‘s wrong?” She shook her head. “Nothing. Dating?”


    I sneered at her. “Who are you dating? Mr. Simon?” I widened my eyes at her, not caring if she was older


    than me. “You think I didn‘t know you’ve been hiding in the nursing home?”


    She nced at Dn, then lowered her head. “What exactly happened after you and Dn left while we


    had that crazy game?” I asked, lowering my voice this time. “You said you‘d just pee.” I turned my head


    to Dn and red at him.


    “I was so drunk I went to my bedroom,” She uttered in a low voice.


    “I was so drunk I decided to sleep,” Dn answered, speaking for the first time, but his eyes were


    elsewhere.


    I pressed my lips tighter, not wanting to confront them, but I was tired of watching them falling apart.


    “Yeah, right.” I nodded. “Ah! That‘s why you pushed Dn out of your bedroom early that morning.” Anya


    gasped. She gaped at me, her eyes looking at me and then at Dn. I turned to Dn. “And what?


    Despite being sober, you kissed her when she kissed you?” “It was a mistake,” Anya cried. “I... I told you


    I was drunk.”


    I opened my mouth, but it took a few seconds before I could talk. “A mistake,” I nodded.” That‘s


    why you did it again. The first could be a mistake, but the second is what? Is this some kind of


    experiment you went back to her room and had another rumpy pumpy to check if it was really a


    mistake?”


    “Why didn‘t you say you knew about it?” Dn asked quietly.


    I shrugged. “Because you were my friends, the only family I have. If you separate, I will be torn


    apart.” I licked my lips. “I don‘t want to be selfish, but I don’t want to lose both of you.”


    “Then let‘s just forget about it,” Anya brimmed with tears as she looked at me. “I‘m okay, and


    Dn‘s okay with it –”


    “I‘m not okay with it! Damn it, Anya!” Dn cut her. “What if you get pregnant?”


    “What if I don‘t get pregnant?” She cried. “It was... It was a mistake. I know how much you love,


    Anj, and –“She stood up. “.... I can‘t do this. I‘m sorry, Anj. I‘m really sorry.” “Sit. Down!” Dn‘s voice


    roared around the kitchen. Anya sat beside me, and she kept on whispering sorry as she hugged


    me. “I am not an irresponsible man, Anya. If you get pregnant, I will marry you.” He finished his


    beer and stood up. “That‘s final!”


    “Don‘t you think that‘s unfair? You don‘t love me!” She stood up and started sobbing.


    My lips parted, unsure if I did the right thing, opening a wound, hoping to stitch it, but I only made it


    worse. Now, Anya is hurt. Dn is in pain. And I... I was alone again. This is all because of that


    stupid Tequ and crazy game. “Then pray you‘re not pregnant,” He hissed, his voice hurt as he left


    Anya and me and banged the door of his bedroom as he closed it behind him.