Accidentally Became Luna

ABL 48: You're Envious

My door opened as I cried, and something was thrown onto my lap. I saw Miall close my door before jogging to his side. I looked down at my lap, and a paper bag sat there.

Did he get me something? Oh, I fall in love with him every single day.

Without waiting for him, I opened the bag, and I was surprised he got me the pet! Although it was a teddy dragon. My lips slowly folded into a smile before I started laughing.

"Thanks," I whispered as I looked at the black dragon with strips of gold lining around it. It was so cute, and I loved it already. I sniffled as I felt the tears well up in my eyes; if this wasn't an action of love, I had no idea what else could be.

It was big enough to fit my whole lap, and for me to hug it while I slept, well it wasn't like those huge lifesize bears, but it was great enough.

Miall drove to his next destination, and I slowly fell asleep when he left the car. This time, he came back with flowers. It was a huge bouquet, but I wasn't a fan of flowers; I guess I didn't like the smell.

I know, I know, it's supposed to smell great, right? But for me, it honestly smelt like everything sweet, just trying to smell sweeter and that made me sick.

We were finally headed back to our side of town, and it felt like I could breathe again.

"What was the point of me coming along with you?" I asked as I clutched my dragon.

"You'll see," he said, and I nodded. We were not driving in the direction of home, but it was somewhere else.

We finally came to a stop in front of a beautiful house; the lawn was cut, and I could lie down there for days! Everything about the place was just so clean and tidy while I was in slippers because my feet couldn't deal with any other shoe besides those.

"Come on," he held his hand for me and helped me out of the car. In his other arm, he held onto the flowers. Even though we were out of the car, Miall kept a tight hold around my hand, and I didn't try to remove it. I actually liked it.

He knocked on the door, and we waited a few seconds before the door was pulled open.

"Oh fuck you, Miall!" The words left my lips once I saw where we were. This was getting exhausting, and I was about to lose my marbles!

"Amanah, wait, I—" Miall tried to interject, but I was beyond pissed.

"No, really fuck you. What is it this time? Who are you trying to convince now? We all fucking get it, but how many times should you do this to me? I can't take it anymore. I'm tired of being angry at you and hurt by you! Why don't you get it through your dense skull that I get it, and it's on me that I can't stop wanting you, but you don't have to hurt me like this continuously? Yes, you love Willow, and I—"

"No," Miall said, and I stopped.

"What do you mean no?" I gritted, and he sighed.

"Uhm, do you guys want to come in?" Willow offered, pulling the door open wider.

I stormed inside and sat down on the couch. My heart was racing, and I was furious. I wanted to cry, but I didn't want to cry in front of her, especially after our last conversation. She's probably thinking that I'm a sore loser, and I fucking am.

Even with the vast change that had happened, he still wanted her. I would never be anything more to him than the woman carrying his child. This fucking sucks!

"Here you go, Amanah," she said softly, handing me a glass of water.

"Thank you," I muttered, drinking the water. I couldn't face Miall. What was he going to do now? Propose to her right in front of me? He might as well take my heart out of me and crush it, and stupid me would still yearn to be with him.