LOVE AT FIRST FLIGHT (Lesbian)

Chapter 29

They both were the same hight. Andrijana put her chin up, looking down at him. He was as red as a ripe tomato. He couldn't believe that his masculinity was shaken and jeopardised. One girl refused him, another one broke his nose, a big bear gay humiliated him in front of everyone including his male friends, and now a humble bug turned out to be a tigress who had found her voice to stand against his will.

"Honey, maybe we could go now. I don't feel well." Hana's cockiness was expired. The girl was not so much dull after all. She was scared either of us or her boyfriend. His behaviour was definitely toxic and unpredictable. No wonder, she preferred Andrijana's company (motorcyclist's forever sweetness, caring, and understanding were adorable and charming). Even being a homophobic swine, Hana must have been reaching out to simple, kind things she was able to find in her devoted friend.

"Stand back and don't meddle, ти си таква будала, Хана!" He pulled her hand down.

"Don't hurt her!" Andrijana gasped.

The man's nostrils widened, he raised his hand to hit Andrijana.

My body started moving to stop it, but we all gave a little start when we heard Alana's cooing voice:

"Khm-khm, excuse me! Could you, please, turn your face towards the Sun. I want all my beautiful followers see your true gentleman face. Smileeee!"

"Шта дођавола радиш... what the hell! Give me your phone!"

"No no no, boy! I don't want to stop streaming. We are not going to disappoint all my subscribers! Relax, you gonna be popular! Everyone would see how a big, strong man treats humble ladies. I bet all your friends and family members will be so proud of you!"

I looked at Alana with admiration. I would never guess how to mange the situation. She did it as if she had elegantly blackmailed people before.

"You are bluffing... How many followers do you have? Two-tree family members?" he stammered. "Delete it!"

"Bluffing or not bluffing: that's the question! So you're taking the chance? Am I right?" Alana grinned almost maniacally. She held her phone with a firm hand.

I frankly didn't know if she was bluffing or not, but she did look like a rich stylish influencer. The man might have come to the same conclusion:

"I'll sue you!"

"I can give you my lawyer's number," she murmured in a tender voice.

My knees smote one against the other, for I felt her genuine mood: ruthless and overwhelming like a tsunami.

He clenched his jaw and turned away making his way to the opposite side of the park. His misfortunate girlfriend pathetically wobbled after him swaying on her high-healed shoes.  

Our trio were left alone. We were watching them disappeared behind the nicely pruned bushes. Andrijana, who was standing still all the time, covered her face and started crying bitterly.

I hugged her from behind patting her trembling back, "We'd better go back to the car unless they decide to return."

Andrijana nodded, squeezing my hand. Silently walking ahead, Alana put her phone into her pocket: the lights were off, the curtain fell, the show was over.

I turned, watching for the last time the way  were gone, Hana and her so-called boyfriend. Even though she was a disgusting homophobe, I felt sorry for her.