Chapter 22

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Abigail's POV

I let myself sink in the car seat as I exhale. I couldn't believe why just happened. Its just - its so unbelievably fast. Like, from all the hate back then to bag slamming to partnering to texting and now this. Business that couples do. Was I even actually ready for it? I thought I was. But no I wasn't. Everything was destroyed just because of an unlocked door. One very, very important move that has been missed. Ethan's the first guy (besides my father) to have me exposed infront of him. I trusted him. And I still do, but I'm just - I have a feeling in me that I really don't know how to explain. Just one wrong move.

I sighed heavily as I took out my phone and dialed Zara's number and put it on loud speaker. I let my phone rest on my car's dashboard as I started the engine and drove away from his house.

"Hello?" Zara's voice rang

"Hey Zara. Its me,"

"Yeah whaddup?"

"Hey are you free? Can I meet you at Starbucks?"

"Sure. Be there in a sec."

Just like that, and I've got one of the people I felt comfortable with to talk to me. To spill all my emotions to. Someone who's willing to sit and understand me.

***

I parked my car outside the Starbucks cafe. I stepped inside the cafe, breathing in the strong aroma of the coffee wrapping the place.

"Abes!" I spun around to catch Zara calling out for me, signaling me to go over

"Heyyyy thank you for coming tho," I said, reaching out to hug her

"No worries. What's wrong? Oh and I ordered dark mocha for you. Is that okay?"

"Yeah tots. Thanks Zara!"

"Stop thanking me. Anyways, what's wrong? What happened? Something to do with Ethan? Hm let me guess. You both had sex?"

I tensed at her last word "Dude. Stop speaking like a chicken's fart. Lower down your voice for gods sake!"

"OH MY GOD. You both actually did do that business?" Zara looked at me with her eyes wide open

"Uhm. Not exactly I think? But if him sticking fingers up my slit is considered sex then yeah we did."

"Dude. Tell me every. Single. Thing. About it."

I sighed heavily as I told her the story, and filled her in with every information she needs to know

"Wow," That was the only word that left her mouth as she leaned back against the chair, sipping her coffee. "I never knew everything could happen so fast. Honestly, I don't think Christian would mind. I mean like, he's obviously known how playful Ethan is and I'm pretty sure he knows that Ethan fucked Carmen once as well. Thus, don't make such a fuss about him noticing you both doing that thing. Plus, it wasn't on purpose. The door wasn't locked anyways. Don't worry too much. Its not good for your health babe."

"I know. But I can't just let that go as if nothing happened at all. I cant just shrug that thought away."

"Give it some time, Abigail. Talk to Christian about this maybe? You need to get a strong bond between you and Christian. Not just because you'll seen be his sister in law, but because if there's anything that you can't spill to any of us, at least you've gained trust on Christian and you can spill everything you feel on Ethan towards Christian.  Now when I say this, don't use Christian as a toy. Treat him like how you're treating me. He's a nice guy. Don't get him on his nerves."

"I think I really should talk to Christian." Zara nodded her head in agreement as I said

"Talk to him about everything you feel uncomfortable in when you're with Ethan. He's his brother. He should understand Ethan better than anyone else do. And plus, they both share their thoughts. You're really lucky to be able to speak with Christian, Abes. Make it count."

"I will. Thank you Zara."

"I'll have to leave now, my mom needs me to be at home anytime now. Good luck with Christian. Make it count." Zara stood up as she gave me a wink and walked away, exiting the cafe.

Make it count.

Zara's voice rang in my head. I inhaled and took out my phone from my handbag as I dialed Christian's number.

"Hello?" A sweet, deep toned voice echoed through the phone.

His calm voice got me stunned for a second over there.

"Hello is anyone there?" Christian's voice rang through the phone again.

"Hey uhm Christian. Its me, Abigail."

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