Chapter 3

I slightly knocked on Anna's door and waited for her to open it. Her hurried footsteps were heard before the door opened as she peeked from behind the door.

"Haven! You haven't called me?", she exclaimed, quickly opening the door and letting me in.

I was feeling extremely disturbed and I wanted to distract myself badly. Anna is the best person to rely on during any kinds of swings.

I was about to suggest her that we could watch a movie when I noticed a purple contusion on her arm that she desperately was trying to hide. I took a step forward near her to see a faint bruise on her cheek.

Was she hurt? My mind concocted different scenarios in which Anna could get hurt. I gently touched her cheek and saw her flinch.

"Anna? What happened? Were you hurt?", I asked, softly, holding her hand.

She fiddled with the hem of her dress, something she used to never do, and looked at me.

"Uhm, it's stupid, I fell down the stairs", she nervously laughed.

I narrowed my eyes, not completely believing her. She would've told me if she fell, right. I brushed it off, not wanting to push her more.

"Let me guess. Here to watch movies?", she asked, eyeing the snacks I bought on the way.

My lips broke into a smile as I dumped all the junk on the couch. In a few moments, we were giggling as we opened the bag of chips while flipping through the movies. I honestly needed it with everything happening so fast.

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It was late at night. I could stay back at Anna's for the night. However, a part of me wanted to see him around. Would he be there lurking around the streets? Is he hurt again?

I brushed off all the thoughts and decided to stay with Anna. Somebody needs to be there with her to help her with the mild injuries. The injuries that I believe she blatantly lied about. I decided to ask her about it once again.

I apologize for the short chapter, peeps. A lot has been happening with the pandemic around. I'll surely update long chapters daily from now on.

With love,

Sam