Fuck.
"No, no, I said-"
"Oooo, Hi Iam Zella!", She talked to herself, trying her new nickname, "Oooo it's nice, it's nice!"
"You want me to call you that?"
"Yes please, it'll be our little secret." she giggled.
"Sure, Zella" she smiled at me and hugged me sideways, I love this day.
"I should call you......Zr". And with that she bursted out laughing. We caught attention of some people and they looked at us weirdly. I glared at them and they looked away.
"I-i-it sounds like someone's snoring." She said between her laughs. I let out a soft chuckle too but muffled my laugh with my hands when we gained too much attention.
After her laughter died down, she looked at me and narrowed her eyes.
"I am enjoying your company, but I won't forget what you did." With that, she left and went towards Maria and Aria.
What the-?
Zake came from behind me and said "Damn boy, one minute you're laughing and all and the next she ditched you....damn!"
I raised my hand and he flinched away, fucking asshole.
"Piss off Zake."
"Look man why don't you man up and just say sorry?"
"I will, I will, but Iam waiting for the opportunity to arise."
Zake stepped away from me and held his hands up in a surrender. I narrowed my eyes at him and he said, "Damn, Who are you? and what have you done to my best friend? Because I thought the problem was saying sorry not waiting for the opportunity. Damn! I love this change."
"Stop your fucking damns, what's gotten into you?"
"No, I won't stop saying 'damn', I heard Maria saying to Aria that it's hot when boys say damn."
"Bro, you're whipped." I said laughing.
"Oh, look who's talking, Oh, Zella, my sweet, sweet bella." He said mocking me.
I raised my hand in a fist and he chuckled before running for his fucking life. Idiot.
Whipped, Maybe Iam though......?
Just a little though...right?
"Bro, calm down, your bones are seriously gonna break. I even heard them crack."
"Don't tell me to fucking calm down, Maria. Do you see that? See that fucker smiling and grining at her? And Rozella is so oblivious, she doesn't even notice his want for her."
Fucker, fuck, What if she chooses him?
What if she asks for a divorce?
No, I won't sign the papers, but, if that will mean, for her being away from a monster like me then I'll gladly sign the fucking papers.
What if she chooses Mark over me?
What if she chose to leave me?
"Stop! Stop!! She will not do that. I won't allow it." I said punching my already bloody knuckles on the washbasin.
I took a deep breath and washed my face.
After reminding myself constantly that she wouldn't do that, I opened the door to the bathroom only for a body to collapse on me.
I was about to remove the fucker who dared to touch me, when I heard sniffling. I looked down and found emerald green eyes with tears pooled up in them, staring straight at me.
"Zella? Zella, what happened? Are you okay?" I asked panicked at her state.
She shook her head and said, "No, nothing is a-alright." She kept on shaking her head on my chest, gripping my shirt tightly.
"What happened? Zella look at me."
She didn't and continued to hide her face in my chest. "Zella. Look. At. Me." She looked at me with her red puffy eyes and my expressions softened.
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