My lovely man

Part 22

John's POV

I knew that possibly it wasn't a good time to appear at Anthony's, but I need to see Anna. I just miss her and I am sure she does, too. I developed so much feelings for her again, since yesterday, that I can't imagine my days without her, anymore. When I walked towards the door, I somehow got a bad feeling and I started getting really nervous. I ringed and the only thing I had in mind was "Gosh, hopefully Anna answers the door, smiling brightly and looking gorgeous. " I was so lost in thought, that I didn't realized, Anthony already opened the door.

Anna saw how Anthony walked over and opened the door.

"What the fuck?? What the hell do you want here John? Have you two arranged this or what?" Anthony yelled at John.

"Man, what the fuck are you talking about? What should we arrange?" John asked surprised

"Don't fuck with me John, or should I say you already did?" Anthony said

"Listen, I really don't know what the hell you are talking about, Ant!" John answered

"Alright, you are playing the innocent one, so what do you want here?"

"Uhm I wanted to see Anna, you know I haven't seen her in a long time!" John said, trying not to sound nervous.

"Oh right, it's only been 12 hours since you saw her....that's indeed a long time!" Anthony provoked John

"Whhat? How do you think that it's been yesterday? That's not true." John said now feeling extremely nervous.

Anna now standing on the stairs, leaning her head against the wall and carefully listening to them. "Oh John! She thought. He always was a bad liar"

"You have the guts to come here, after what you did last night with Anna and now you are lying  straight into my face, asshole?"

"Ohh Fuck....!" John face turned pale "Listen Ant, I....!"

John couldn't finish his sentence. Anthony striked out and he got a punch on the nose.

Anna saw John falling on the ground. She immediately ran downstairs, throwing her bags on the stairs. She rushed over to John, who now was laying arched on the floor. His nose was all bloody and he was holding it. While Anna stabilized John's head she looked outraged over to Anthony.

"What the hell Anthony?? Why did you do this?" she screamed.

"Why? You even asking? Why did he even came here, huh? Did you call him, from upstairs?"

"Oh my god, now you are acting ridiculous! I didn't call him, I was upstairs getting my shit together!"

"Yeah right! I don't believe a word you say Anna."

Anna handed John a tissue and helped him up. Then again she turned to Anthony, saying

"You know what Anthony? I am sick of this, I don't give a shit anymore if you believe me or not. I will get my stuff and leave!"

John leaned against the door, still holding his bleeding nose, while Anna grabbed her bags. She took John by her hand and was about to go, when she stopped, pulling out her lace dress and walking over to Anthony. She threw the dress in his face and said

"Here, you can keep it. It reminds me too much of how a wonderful man you were, cause now you are turning into a asshole!" and as she said that, she turned around and walking out.

"You know what, I don't want anything...!

But Anna already slammed the door behind herself. Anthony now turned around, with his back leaning against the door. Still holding Anna's dress. He looked around and all of a sudden, he realized that he lost his beloved, his best friend. He sank to the floor, sitting on the ground, grabbing her dress as hard as he could. He lowered his head, shoving his face into her dress. It still smelled like her. This killed him.

Meanwhile Anna had walked a few meters with John . There was a dead silence, until John finally talked.

"Anna?"

Anna searched her bag for some cigarettes. She wasn't a regular smoker, but she always had a some kind of secret pocket, in which she had some.

"Yes John?" she answered when she finally found some. Do you want to sit for a minute?

"Sure!"

They sat on the curb stone.Anna lit up her cigarette. John turned surprised his head and asked her.

"You smoke?"

Anna inhaled the smoke and said

"Well I am not a regular smoker, but I don't know, I can't handle the situation right now!"

John lowered his head, nervously rubbing his neck.

"Anna....it's all my fault. I am really sorry, you know!"

Anna turned to John , she could tell from his posture, that John really was feeling guilty. Her hand was shaking that much that she couldn't smoke the whole cigarette. She took a last pull on her cigarette before throwing it away. Softly she placed her index finger under his chin.

"Hey, look at me!" she whispered to John, lifting his head up by his chin.

John looked straight into her eyes.

"It's not your fault okay, it's all mine. I screwed it up. I shouldn't have let it come that far. I've deeply hurt the man who loved me with all his heart. I've lost him and now I am all by myself, I have nowhere to go, no job, no money. I am done, you know?!" Anna's eyes were filled with tears again, she couldn't cope with it anymore. Anna buried her head into her arms, while she curled up, starting to sob again.

"Anna, please don't !" John softly whispered, he hugged her tightly and squeezed her. Anna now buried her head into his chest, crying her eyes out. John softly kissed her head, while he tried to calm her down.

"Anna, sweetheart listen, everything's going to be alright, you hear me? I will help you and I am here for you. We will figure something out. I can pay you a hotel room, until we will find an apartment, okay?"

Anna lifted her head up, wiping the tears away.

"Wait,did you said, until WE will find an apartment? What do you mean with that?" Anna asked John, looking surprised at him.

"I have a plan Anna, trust me! From now on, you are not all by yourself. I will be with you. I want to be the man again, you can count on!"