Chapter 20: Chapter 20

When Anya arrived at their house, her Pappi was even more surprised. She nodded at him and ignored what he said. She felt bad so she needed to rest. She put on a comfortable dress and lay down on her bed. She sighed before closing her eyes but after a while her cellphone rang. When she looked at who it was she was just shaken.

It was Andrius. He was just so persistent. If he was just in front of her, she would set him on fire, again. Anya desperately wanted to rest and Andrius seemed to have no intention of resting her.

"Thank you! What else do you need? I wanted to rest Andrius!" she angrily pointed it out on the other line. Andrius made her head hurt even more.

"Hey, easy. I just want to say, take a med. You're in bad shape a while ago. It scares me, seeing you like that. Please baby, don't be stubborn this time," Andrius pleaded from the other line. His voice was sad. Anya also heard him sigh.

She felt sorry for Andrius. Maybe, she was very harsh on him. She was found guilty of cursing him earlier. But, no one could blame her. Should she be happy with his lie?

Annoying.

Anya must first stand firm against his charisma. She had to stop being fragile when it came to Andrius.

"I'm sorry. It's you ..."

"Yeah ... I know, it's all my fault."

Andrius grabbed whatever Anya had to say. "I love you, Anya. Rest. I wanted to see you tomorrow," he added before turning off the line.

Anya blushed at the thought. Andrius seemed to be angry. Even so, she still forced herself to sleep. Peace and quiet was what she really needed, this time.

It was morning when Anya woke up. She would not have gotten up if her Pappi had not been shouting. He was saying something that she did not understand. When she looked at her Pappi, he was at the foot of her bed. He sat there and stared at her.

"It's morning. Get up there. You were still asleep from yesterday," he said while shaking his leg.

Anya got up because of that. She frowned and faced him. "Pappi, my head hurts. I think my migraine is attacking, again."

"You know Anya, ah. I noticed something about you. Admit it. Has Mr. Monterio ever broken you?"

Anya frowned at what her Pappi said. She thought for a moment what he meant. When she realized that, her cheek immediately turned red. She also couldn't look at him directly.

"Just once, Pappi. Besides, it's not delicious," she replied to her father.

Anya bit her lower lip so hard. At that moment, she wanted to be swallowed by the ground. She was never a fan of lying. So, it was hard for her to do. Especially, to her Pappi. She gasped. She was literally fucked up. When she looked at him it just stared at her intently. It was as if he was dragging her into the truth.

"All right, it's up to you. You're big. No matter what happens, I still love you." her Pappi said and smiled. That smile could not reach his eyes so he was even more surprised.

"Do you have a problem, Pappi?"

Pappi just shook him and he did not answer. He left him in the room wondering. Her Pappi was always the jolly type. But now, he seemed different. When Anya finished, she looked at her wristwatch. It was early in the afternoon so she decided to go to Carla at her condo.

She wore a dark green high waist knee length wavy skirt paired with a black fitted long sleeve. She also wore her three inches silver stilettos. And to complete her classy nerdy look, she also wore her thick rimmed eyeglasses. While her hair was naturally wavy at the end and let it loose.

Anya was beautiful. Pointed nose. Pouty and kissable red lips. She was white in complexion and she has a lean body.

"Pappi, I'm just leaving. I'm just going to Carla." Anya said goodbye to her father.

Pappi was in the living room of their house and watching Kdrama again. He glanced at her and stared at her.

"Go home early," he answered her.

Anya hugged her father and went straight away. Many things were playing on her mind. There were many questions that she wanted to be answered. But first, she had to prioritize her problem with Carla. She needed to talk about it first.

She quickly reached Carla's condo building in Metro. She also became friends with the receptionist of the building so she greeted her first and continued inside it.

While riding in the elevator, Anya closed her eyes. Her head hurts again but she didn't know why. She quickly reached the floor of Carla's condo. She continued walking until she was right in front of the door. She knocked when she saw that the door was not closed. Anya even shook herself. Even when Carla was really, very careless She turned it and went inside. But, Anya was only a few steps away when she stopped.

"Ohh ... Fuck! Shit!"

"Harder ... Bryan. Ahh .."

Carla and Bryan was having sex on the couch. Her bestfriend and her ex was having sex. To her shock, Anya's pouch bag fell. The two stopped what they were doing and looked at her whereabouts.

"I-I'm sorry, I-I shouldn't butt in. I'll leave," Anya stuttered. She didn't even know what to say. She felt disgusted. She felt Carla betrayed her. She does not know. She was not sure. As far as she knew, her heart ached.

"Stay!" Carla commanded.

Anya looked at Carla first and sighed. She picked up the bag that had fallen on the floor earlier and turned away from the two. They are busy organizing themselves. When they had finished, Carla called her immediately. Bryan still grinned as she approached them. She sat on the couch and faced the two.

Anya seemed to vomit. Looking at Bryan who was looking at her intently, made her want to puke. Now, she wondered why she was able to love the man. She just wasted her time when she cried when he left him. He wasn't worth it. A fool that looked like a mad dog she sees here now.

"Why are you here?" Carla asked her while raising an eyebrow. She was even more embarrassed to be angry with her.

"I wanted to clear things up between us Carla. I didn't know that Andrius was the man you loved. I didn't know ..."

"Pwes! Now you know. Leave him. He's mine, Anya. We are the thing. You are not!" Carla said emphatically to Anya.

Anya laughed sarcastically. That laugh was insulting. She was still shaken afterwards. She looked at Carla, unbelievably. How does she say that thing, even though it has a different taste just now?

She stood up from the seat and stared at Carla intently. Does she hear what she said to him? She knew Carla for years.

"Are you for real?" Anya asked. Still unable to believe. This is not her friend anymore. The Carla in front of her was different. She no longer knew her.

"If you are my friend. You will do that for me. Are you my friend, Anya?" Carla challenged her to take it. Anya also stood up and approached her slightly. If it weren't for the small table between them, she might have been overwhelmed by it.

"What if I do not want to?" Anya also challenged her friend. She would never give Carla the satisfaction this time. Maybe it was the time for her to fight for the person she loved.

Anya had already left her for Bryan. That she did not regret. Seeing these two screwing each other. She knew, she made the right choice.

"You will not be happy with him, Anya. I will make sure of that. I will make your relationship a living hell! Mang ..."

Carla didn't finish what she was going to say because she had slapped her hard. Her face turned in the other direction and it immediately blushed.

Anya's breathing hitched. No one has the right to threaten her or her relationship with Andrius. Carla crossed the line.

"I didn't owe you so you have no right to threaten me! Because whoever should be ashamed of the two of us. It's not me!" Anya said emphatically.

"Hey, Easy Anya. You shouldn't slap--" Bryan suddenly touched his nose. It was exactly as Anya punched him. The girl looked at him angrily and looked like he was going to be eaten alive.

"You two together! You're a thing!" Anya pointed to Bryan. "You are so stupid!" she said and kicked Bryan in the face again.

Anya continued walking out of Carla's condo. She just snapped. She ended the friendship. Never in her entire life she wished, Carla and her would end up like this. That Carla would dare to ruin her, just so she could have Andrius. It broke their friendship. Anya never wished it would happen between them. But as a saying goes ... Nothing was permanent. Sadly, her friendship with Carla wasn't permanent.

Anya was thankful because there was a Grab right outside Carla's building. She immediately got there and drove to their house. It will be six o'clock and it will be dark on the road.

Anya desperately wanted out of Carla's place. She wiped away her tears inside the car. It hurts for her to have that happened but she has to accept it.

When Anya arrived at their house, she immediately got out of the car. She immediately saw Andrius' car outside their gate. When she looked around he was also leaning against his car. He was staring at their house specifically at her window.

"What are you doing here?" Anya asked if she could get close to the young man.

Anya immediately got his attention. Suddenly the tired look on his face when he saw her disappear. His blue eyes twinkled with joy while looking at Anya, unbelievably.

Andrius' actions were fast. In an instant he embraced her. She tried to get away from him but he was too tight to hug her. So instead of protesting, she also let herself felt his hug.

Maybe, for all the stress that they felt for the whole day, it was the consolation. Their tight embrace. Anya felt it. Even Andrius felt it too. The hugs they've shared eased the burden they felt inside.

"I miss you. I wanted to see you so bad. My day isn't the same anymore without you baby." His voice reflected the plea. He was still leaning on her shoulder and even sniffing her neck.

"I've only been absent for a day," she replied here.

"Not seeing you in a day means forever for me, baby. Just a glimpse of you, and it is enough for me. But, hugging you tight like this ... It's heaven, baby," Andrius kept saying to her as he gave her a small kiss on the neck.

Andrius acted like a baby that Anya couldn't help but smile. When did she smile today? She didn't remember. Maybe no. But Andrius mere presence could already make her smile. And for her, it was enough.

Andrius Monterio was enough for her.