5 Part Three

            She was A okay. Absolutely fine. The day was filled with butterflies and dandelions. She definitely hadn't spent the early hours of the night crying like she'd lost her cat or something. And if she had, there was nothing a little makeup couldn't fix. Noella took in deep breaths as she stepped out her door angry that she had to face the world so soon. Why couldn't she be stuck in her room for a week, with tubs of ice cream like those girls in movies? Why couldn't she binge watch Arnold Schwarzenegger movies in some dark room? Why couldn't she go club her sorrows away?

        Because this was real life. And real life hurts.

         "Ella." Yemi greeted solemnly as she stepped out from the next door and Noella felt herself get madder.

         "I don't want to talk to you!" she yelled and stormed off.

           "What? Ella! Wait up! Ella! Ella stop this instant!"

           "Leave me alone!"

           "I get that you're upset. But why take it out on poor innocent me?"

           "Innocent? Pfft! You've been fuckin since you were eighteen!"

          That earned a gasp from other neighbors who had awoken from the ruckus.

          Noella ignored the hurt on her friend's face relishing in the satisfaction and hating the twinge of guilt that sprung up.

              "Why are you being a bitch?"

             "Oh? I'm the bitch, bitch? I cane home crying about seeing Evan fuckin some woman and what did my best friend do? She went on ahead to shag her boyfriend!"

           Yemi frowned confused.

            "So it's a crime now for me to have sex with my boyfriend cause you have relationship issues?"

            Noella rolled her eyes, gave her a nasty look in response and stormed out of the building this time, rushing towards the parking lot. Tears bridled her eyes and she fought them heard, searching her bag desperately for her keys.

               "Ella"

           Like some chain reaction, she stood rigid for a second then whipped around to face him.

       And there he was. Looking the least bit remorseful. She ached to reach up for his stupid face and disfigure it. To hurt him like he had hurt her.

            "What do you want?" her voice was calm, but her expression showed she was seething.

       At least she hoped it showed.

               "Sorry you walked in on that. You should've called or something. That would've saved your virgin eyes." he joked, his smoke and fire eyes lighting up.

            Now she was hanging by a tiny tether. How dare him act like everything was all pink rainbows between them?

            "Go away." her voice was blank.

            "I don't even get a hug?" he teased opening his arms.

           "No!" she blew. "No! Don't you fuckin touch me!" she screamed taking like fifty steps away from him.

            "Tsk tsk. Bad words Ella. Calm down... Please?"

            "No! You were right. This.... Allll of this," she gestured between them "Is stupid. I'm letting you go Evan. You're free to go and shag all the women you want to. You aren't stuck with boring plain old me anymore." she spat venomously and made to leave.

            "Ella, stop it. I get that you're angry. Let's face it though. This is your fault. I am a man Ella."

            "Of course. That explains a lot. And you're right. My fault. I never should have allowed this to happen! I made the mistake of wanting a relationship, and made an even bigger one by choosing a man who can't keep it in his pants. Absolutely my fault. You should be glad Evan. I'm setting you free.".       

              "Noella." his voice dropped an octave lower. His eyes soft, mellow. She knew what he was trying to do the moment he stepped too close for comfort.

             "Just stay away Evan. We're no longer cuffing whatever. It's over. Congratulations." she pleaded trying to shove him out if her way, but years of not exercising were laughing in her face..     

           "Crap. Please. Let's talk about this Noella. I was wrong. I am wrong. Hell, I shouldn't have gone all ahead and done that. I was so mad! I was so angry and...and frustrated with you Ella. With everything. Us. I feel so much for you and I can't have you. It fuckin hurts Noella."

              "Then leave. I can't give you what you want. You know my plans Evan. I am not that woman. So please, just leave." she hated that her voice sounded weak at the end. She hated that she felt weak at the thought of him leaving. She hated that she felt weak at all.

              "I can't."

         He was a breath away now. Mint, aftershave mixing with lemon.

              "Why not?"

               "This." he whispered claiming her lips with unbridled ardour.

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I know it's pretty short. I just had to update. Please wait patiently for the next chapters. Thank you so much for being patient with me.

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Miriel.