Kenan Yildiz - Ex

Chp. 3

I take a deep breath before putting on the dress. The dress he had gotten me when we first started dating. You know, the usual black dress. Spaghetti straps, tight around the chest and waist and flowy down the legs with a slit along one of the legs.

Arda is going to come pick me up in about 30 minutes. 30 minutes is all the time I have to prepare myself. Prepare myself to finally see him again. Face to face.

I put on the dress. It still looks as good on me as it did when he first got it for me. Still embraced my every curve perfectly. I admire myself in my mirror, feeling a sudden confident boost.

I put on some body shimmer (lotion with glitter) on my chest, shoulders and arms, to make my skin sparkle under the lights.

My hands are almost shaking from how nervous I'm feeling. (Nervousdöm iykyk.) I can hear the clock in my kitchen ticking, from how quite it was. Made sense since most people were asleep or out in the city.

I do my makeup, then my hair and I'm ready. I'm ready.. "it's just Kenan, Bella. You know him." I whisper to myself.

I hear Arda knock on the door as I put my earrings on. I walk over to my door, opening it for Arda. He looks like his usual, casual self.

"Hey!" I say as I give him a warm hug. "Hi! I missed you. You look, stunning Bella." Arda compliments as we break the hug. He says it in a way a friend would, like he was happy to se me looking my best.

"Thank you!" I say with a big smile, appreciating his compliment. "You look good too." I say in the same friendly way, as I lock my door.

"Kenan would definitely not like you saying that." Arda says as he lets out a chuckle. "That's the point of tonight. Right?" I say with a crocked smile. Arda smiles back at me with a smirk.

"I suppose you're right." He says, as he pretends to think. We soon enough make our way to his car. I get in the passenger seat, quickly buckling my seatbelt, before taking a deep breath in.

Arda then starts the car and pulls out of my parking lot. I check my lip gloss in the car mirror, nervously. I close the mirror and start fidgeting with my lip gloss instead.

"Why are you so nervous?" Arda asks confused and worried. "I... I don't know either.." I say my eyes, glued to the road. The black car in particular. It's the same as Kenans.

"I just don't know how he'll react... What if he doesn't even care that I'm with you...?" I say my voice worried and scared of him not even caring, when I'm doing all this just to get a reaction out of him.

I look over at Arda as I hear him laugh. How could he laugh at me right now? I scoff annoyed at his reaction.

"Bella, I can guarantee you he WILL care." Arda says in a tone that almost sounds humorous, like he was mocking me for being clueless. As much as I wanted to believe Arda I didn't.

Why would he care when he's the one who broke up with me? Well technically HE didn't break up with ME, but you know what I mean.

"Bella come on, you know he's going to care. As soon as he sees you walking in with that dress with me by your side.. he's going to lose his mind." Arda says exaggerating every word.

"No, he won't Arda. He's the one who broke up with me. Literally your whole team heard him yelling he didn't love me." I say, my voice low as I continue to watch the black car that's still in front of us, but it soon enough leaves. Just like Kenan.

"That may be true, but. You don't know what happened after you left." He said in almost a teasing way. Like a child who just got told he wasn't allowed to tell anyone that the ice cream lady gave him extra.

"What happened after I left?" I say a little too quick, that I turn my head towards the window embarrassed. Why did I care so much, for fucks sake!

"Oh Bella, wouldn't you like to know. Too bad we've arrived." Arda says as he parks his car and signals me to get out. Okay, just forget everything. You're here to annoy Kenan. I take a deep breath. Now or never Bella.

I step out the car, coming to stand besides Arda. He gives me a big supportive smile and I give him one back. I link my arm in his and we slowly walk towards the entrance of the celebration.

Light from the house and streetlights lightening the path. The sound of music and crickets blending together to make one sound. The music getting louder and overtaking the sound of crickets the closer I get to the door. The closer I get to Kenan.

Was he going to be angry? Annoyed? Upset? Disgusted? Surprised...? All these emotions but not one single one of them being longing. I myself, was definitely feeling nervous and excited about what was going to happen. I couldn't deny the little part of me that was filled with anticipation. Anticipation of him caring. Caring even though he shouldn't.

I want him to feel longing when he sees me here with Arda and not him.