Accidentally Became Luna

ABL 30: Saving Grace

Amanah

6 Weeks Ago

Never did I think that what happened with Miall would be the reason I would go back home, it wasn't my first option but when Anin suggested we take a vacation back home, I agreed.

I had a lot of mixed feelings about the whole situation with Miall, and I just couldn't bear to be in the same space as him. Oh, I hated him so much!

He came by almost every day to apologise, but Nyleve didn't allow him to see me. He would stay in the house all day and continuously beg his mother to allow him to apologise to me.

As if he couldn't just climb up the walls and stand on my balcony all day, but no...he was ashamed to face me and wanted to feel as if he was putting in the effort even though he wasn't.

And as strong as I was, I would just spend the whole day crying because I will admit this: I was really hurt this time. Despite knowing that I had almost no chance with Miall, I wasn't expecting him to do such a thing right after our engagement. It really hurt me, and I shouldn't have been hurt.

However, Earth was needed! Well, more specifically, Frankie was needed, and I had never felt like a bad bitch as I did right now! Even with my very pregnant belly.

Even though we were on Earth, my home, I was still moping around, and Anin did not like that at all. She said Earth was the place to be, but I disagreed.

This place had been nothing but horrible to me. I grew up alone, never really had a stable home, and I didn't really have great memories of being there...it was hell for me.

It seemed like everywhere I went, I never had a home.

"Come on, Amanah! Get off your lazy ass, and let's go exploring your city," Anin pulled my hand, and I groaned, turning around. I knew she had the strength to fully pull me off this bed, but she kept it at a minimum.

"There's nothing so great about this city," I mumbled, pulling the blanket over my head.

"Come on, look at this apartment Miall got for you. The view is truly amazing," when she said Miall's name, my heart sank, and I threw the blanket off me.

So Miall bought me a new apartment and somehow moved everything from my old apartment here. I wasn't complaining because this one was way better than my old one, plus the elevators worked, and the pipes weren't always creaking and making a noise, BUT why did he get it for me?

"Mine was better," I said bitterly, obviously lying, but I was angry and hurt.

"Ooh darling, I don't know about that. You did say you always had to look out for your money, even though I haven't seen it; I know this place is a hundred times better than whatever hole you were living in," Anin said, and I glared at her and raised my middle finger.

"It was a comfortable hole bitch," I climbed off the bed and dawdled away to the bathroom, which by the way, was amazing, and I was in love.

I was not really fond of showers, but to see that my bathtub had its own wall-mounted faucet set shower, I was fucking happy, plus the tub was huge, it could easily fit Miall and me.

There I go again, thinking about that liar. I really had to get my standards up.

Just the thought of Miall made me weep. I filled the tub up while crying and enjoyed my bath despite crying. I hated hormones; I didn't want to cry, and I wanted to feel nothing about it, but I felt really betrayed, and it angered me that I didn't take it out on him. Instead, I chose to keep my silence and dwell over it while he was probably still fucking Willow.

I was the fool here.

After my session in the bathroom, I got dressed and joined Anin in the living room, and she immediately started talking.

"So, I was thinking we could have breakfast, lunch and dinner out today just so that you could get some fresh air," or just so that you could explore the city.

"Okay," I said with a shrug, and she looked at me in shock.

"Just okay?" She raised her eyebrow, getting off the couch, and I nodded.

"Just okay," I repeated after her. "Let's go if you're ready," I grabbed my phone and groaned when I saw another text from Miall.

Miall: I'm sorry, Amanah

Miall: Please tell me how I can make it right with you?

I rolled my eyes at his texts; he'd just been on a roll for three weeks straight with these apology texts. How in the world did they even get through when he was on another planet?

I hope NASA gets a hold of this frequency and just steals him and performs tests on him until he loses the will to live—no, I don't. As much as I prayed for his well-being, a broken foot wouldn't hurt him.

Anin and I walked through the lively streets, and I had to admit, it did feel good to be out with the sun hitting my skin. I somehow felt better.

"Wanna go shopping?" I asked Anin as I raised the credit card, and she grinned, agreeing immediately.

"I need a whole closet makeover!"

Just like what any woman would do with a credit card that wasn't hers, Anin and I splurged on shopping as if our lives depended on it; although I probably wouldn't be able to fit in these in the next month, we had fun shopping.

Other people's money was nice.

"So, where is the best place to grab a drink?" Anin asked me after we handed our bags to the warriors who were forced to follow us. I didn't want them there; however, Miall was adamant about having them follow us since he wasn't allowed to, and Nyleve agreed.

It also felt like we were some important royal people. So maybe having these warriors as our guards wasn't so bad.

"That would be Frankie's bar," I pointed south, and she shrieked excitedly. She grabbed my hand and rushed us down the road. This girl loved to drink.

"I finally get to meet Frank!" She screamed, and I giggled as I watched her run excitedly down the road as if she knew where his bar was.

"Turn left," I yelled as she passed the corner we were supposed to turn at; she quickly doubled up and waved her hands like a lunatic.

"Hurry up!" She shouted, and I laughed.

"I'm pregnant!" I shouted back, and she raised her middle fingers.

"This will be a good exercise for you," she cheered and randomly started doing star jumps. "Come on, Amanah, you can do it!"

She jogged on the spot like an athletic lunatic. I swear Anin was an alcoholic; who got this excited for a drink...or was she excited to meet Frank?

"Shut up, you're loud," I said, hooking my arm around hers so that she didn't run off.

"You're too slow, let's go see Frank!"

"Why are you so excited to see Frank?" I asked her, and she pouted.

"Because everyone has met Frank except for me, and I've heard nothing but amazing stories about him. I want to know who your saving grace was," she muttered quietly, and I stared at her with a soft smile.

They would get along just well enough. 

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