Chapter 11: Taking Sides
"Don’t you dare to..."
As Liam was speaking, the elevator door closed. Meeting Liam’s eyes, her smirk turned to a grin. Joy filled her heart seeing his defeated, grumbling face.
"Have fun kissing your black-eyed girlfriend, Blueberry tart!" she said, softly. She wanted him to hear it and didn’t want to hear it at the same time. And she didn’t know if he heard it.
The bang at the door made her wince a bit. She held the ’door close button’ just in case. "Don’t open! Don’t open!..." she kept on chanting staring at the door.
"Thank God!" she let out a sigh when the elevator started to move.
"Wait! Cherry!"
His desperate voice seeped from above.
"Wait..?" she muttered to herself and her grin got wiped out from her face. "I waited for a year, Fizzy... And now..."
Her eyes clouded and a lump formed in her throat. She sniffed and pulled her tears back.
The elevator opened on the first floor and she left the building immediately just in case Liam is chasing her. Her heart was heavy and even breathing felt like a chore for some reason as she walked to the car she parked a block away.
Well, everything will be alright!
She told herself before driving off. At least she can say with a clear conscience that she tried.