The next day.
I haven't talked to or seen Anya since yesterday.
"You okay?" Liam asked concern laced In his voice.
"I'm fine" I mutter swinging my feet back and forth.
"You seem off" he egged on
"Nothing's wrong" I reply looking at the concerned look on his face. Hoping he doesn't see the tears slowly building in my eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" I spat jumping to my feet.
Liam concern turned to shock at my sudden outburst.
I grab my purse that was leaning againts the old wooden fence with faded red paint.
I can't handle this right now.
The concern looks I have gotten was annoying me to the core.
The image of Anyas hurt expression etched into my mind on a loop.
"Where you going!" Liam shouted running after me.
"Home" I deadpanned
"Did I do something wrong? Did I say something that upset you? If I did I'm sorry"
"No it's not you I'm just dealing with something, right now"
"Maybe I can help" Liam suggested his face lighting up
"I'm sorry but it's not your concern"
With my harsh words Liam looked like a wounded puppy and he walked off muttering "just trying to help".
Climbing into the driver seat I throw my purse into the passenger side before slamming my hands viciously on the wheel.
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Genç Kız Edebiyatı"Anya?" I say stepping into her dimly lit bedroom. Anya was in the corner hidden by the shadows. "Go Away" she said sadness laced in her voice. "Anya what's wrong?" "Go Away!" She shouted angrily. "Are you okay?" I ask "Leave me, alone!" "No! wha...
