shall we?

chapter eighteen

Brett's POV

I was speechless after hearing what Angela said. What's even worse than having to marry somebody you don't even like? And forcing themselves in teaming up with your ex just to get rid of the marriage?

"Angela, you don't have to blame yourself for this." I said softly, while bringing her closer to my chest. "This is no one's fault. But their's. So it's not for you to blame." 

"I know, but the problem is that I have promised Darius to draft a plan to go against the marriage. I didn't know whether or not I could trust him given he had betrayed me a lot of times even after we broke up. I don't even know whether he meant it genuinely this time or not. But why did I promise myself to this? I really wanted to say no, but I don't think it's okay in doing so since a promise is a promise." said Angela. 

I inhaled, thinking of what to tell her. We're just in a relationship for just two days, and certainly I didn't want this to end just because of the stupid marriage. 

"What if you try and give Darius a chance? Perhaps he meant it this time as he's one of the victims as well." I guessed. "Although I can't 100% guarantee this." 

"That's the point!" said Angela. "But then I can't trust him because of how shit his personality really is. He betrayed numerous girls! All he knows is, to flirt with girls shamelessly, and take them onto dates despite he has a girlfriend himself! However, I don't feel sorry for Melani because that wannabe stinker totally deserves Darius' infidelity!" 

Letting Angela go and marry Darius is definitely not the best choice, given how much both of us hate him for his infidelities towards Melani and the other girls in the popular clique and the fact that we are official and are a couple. However, it seems like calling off the marriage by joining hands with your ex is the only method that is effective. Given Angela's parents as thirsty for money and wealth, they would do anything just for more wealth. And no way in hell they're going to accept me as her boyfriend. 

The situation seems really hopeless. And like it or not, I have to let go of Angela in order for her to be safe and fine, and help her family. No, stupid. You love her, right? You coward. You should have done something to stop! But then, you have nothing to do with it. You have no power or ability to stop the chaos. What could you do, Brett? 

"Angie, no matter what decision you made at the end, I'll support you and root for you. Please remember I'll love you no matter what because you made me the happiest person alive." I said. "Now, go plan your plans with Darius and call me if you need some help." 

Angela didn't move. She didn't move away either. Instead she went forward and hugged me tight, sobbing in my arms. 

"Brett, I've changed my mind." said Angela. "I don't want to help him. I don't want to team up with him. All I want to be is with you. Don't worry about me, I'm going to be fine. I'll turn it down through my own ways."

I widened my eyes in shock and happiness. "Are you sure about that?"

She looked so determined. She had never been so determined before in her life. With affirmation and willingness, she nodded at me.

"I am sure about this, Brett. If I accept the marriage, it means that I'm betraying you. I don't want to commit the same sin Darius did, and I couldn't bring myself to do that." said Angela. "Because I love you, I am willing to risk it off and bear everything that comes after."

I smiled at her, admiring her determination while feeling a sense of remorse on how I was thinking of the idea on breaking up with her and end the relationship. Seems that I'm the person whom she needed the most at the moment. If I told her the idea of breaking up, then it would be twice the pain for her to carry! I smiled to myself, praising myself that I had done a great job by standing up for myself and the relationship at the end. At least I did what I should do as a boyfriend.