Out of her league

Chapter 33

Sidd's POV

She was still unconscious. I splashed more droplets of water on her and her eyelids started to flutter. She's awake.
I wasn't prepared of what to say. But I was angry. I was confused.

      They were going to kiss. I shouldn't be watching this. I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't be angry. But I was. Her hands were placed over his chest as she her lips moved, forming some words that I couldn't decipher. Josh mouthed something like 'angel'. They were flirting. His face then closed up to the nape of her neck. NO! This can't be happening. I don't care. She was mine. I couldn't stand her being with anyone else. It's me. She belongs with me. I couldn't stop myself; I went there and pulled them apart. Tanya was unconscious. "Bro, why did you separate my angel away from me? What's wrong?" Josh was utterly confused. He was so drunk he couldn't stand still and he grabbed my shoulders for support. The scene of them being close together flashed across my mind. "I need to take her home," I pushed him with a force that I did not intend to use and grabbed Tanya by her tiny waist and went out of the club without looking back at him. Because I. Didn't. Care. I loved her.

Tanya's POV

       It was the place that hit me first. I was in my house. Is this really my house? It was, indeed. What was I doing here? The vivid memory of Josh.... in the club... WHAT IS GOING ON? Did he bring me here? Did he...NOOOOO WHY AM I HERE? I felt my eyes warming up with tears. That couldn't have happened. That's not true. He did not do anything to me. I was still a virgin who didn't have her first kiss yet. It DID not happen. Someone would have saved me. It was getting harder to breathe. My chest heaved up and down. Can't breathe. No. Can't brea-

"Tanya, why are you crying?" No, this wasn't Josh. It was some other familiar voice I knew. I slowly sat up to see Sidd sitting on the corner of the sofa, looking annoyed and angry, yet concerned at the same time. His eyes seemed to be bloodshot red and his eyebrows were furrowed. He was frowning. I couldn't get more confused. So Josh couldn't probably have done anything to me, right? "Why am I here," I tried to hide the quivering of my lips and the fear that was haunting me. I hoped he did not notice that. "Uh, oh... that.... um," why was he hesitating so much? "What do you remember?" He questioned as his eyes searched for something in all directions except mine. Something was wrong. "Does that matter?" I asked him out of suspicion. Nothing happened to me. Nothing. "Uhh.. um.. well," he was stuttering and his ears turned into a tinge of red. "Please tell me what's going on? Did Josh do anything to me? No right? Please tell me something," I begged him as I felt another tear dribble down my cheeks. I couldn't control it anymore. Nothing happened. I don't think so. No. "What are you talking about? What would he do to you? He did nothing. Besides he loves you and you love him. So what if he did anything? He won't hurt you anyway. I...um brought you home cuz Josh was too drunk to bring you here," nothing happened.

"Thanks," I croaked out. He had no idea that he saved me.

"Why?" His eyebrows cringed in confusion.

"For nothing," I replied and I couldn't stop myself from smiling. Boy he didn't know he was a blessing to me.