Anna (Go With Him)

Chapter 26 "Dear John"

Anna's P.O.V.

December 17, 1960

The waiting has been long. He kept his promise; he sent me letters every two weeks, but it was a pain in the ass anyway. A big chunk of my life has been gone away on waiting for traveling boyfriends! John's stay in Germany was extended -which I completely understood- but I was totally lost without him. It was four months. Four months apart from each other, and it felt weird as fuck. I felt anxious, and constantly depressed, but not because he wasn't around, but because I was worried about myself, and the fact I could emotionally depend on someone. All this time without him made me realize how blind I was. It was true. I should have broken up with John a long time ago. I knew what was the right thing for me to do; however, I refused to do so. He told me he'd be home today, and I couldn't be happier to see him, but at the same time I wish I could leave, run away, and never see him again.

I waited impatiently outside his home just like he told me to, but I had a feeling that I would be doing much effort to end it today. My hands were shaking. It's been a long time. I was so nervous. My eyes stupidly brighten up again as I saw him get out of that cab.

I jumped into his arms as soon as our eyes met. He buried his face on my neck as he inhaled my essence. I had no words for what I was feeling, and not even now that just moments ago I was considering breaking up with him. I wanted to enjoy the moment. Who cares what could happen next?

I took his face with both of my hands, and placed sloppy kisses all over it as he laughed.

"I've missed you like you have no idea!" I exclaimed as he put me down.

"Oh did you?" He playfully raised an eyebrow.

That was enough for me to notice his breath was stinking of alcohol.

"A lot..." Less than two minutes since he arrived, and I'm already disappointed. "I'll help you with your luggage" I grabbed his stuff as we got inside his room.

"MIMI?" He shouted as he inspected the place.

"She's not home"

"Good. 'Cause, you know what else I missed the most?" He grabbed my butt with one hand.

"John. We need to talk"

It's now or never, Anna. This has to end. Show him you don't need him. It's all in your head.

"How about later?" He kissed my neck; I was fighting with myself to hold in my moans.

"It's barely past 9 am...you were drinking" I mumbled squeezing my eyes. I didn't know why I kept doing that.

"Do you have a problem with that !?"

Oh no. It's too late for me...

"John. Now that you're starting your music career, I think it's best for both of us if we take a break or something just so it isn't this complicated and-"

He never lets me finish anything.

"DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!" He screamed as he grabbed me by the arms, and pushed me hard to the floor; I hit my back on the wall as I fell on the corner. He never pushed me that hard before. This time I felt trapped. I wanted to run, and I felt helpless. I don't usually cry in situations like these with him, but I've had enough, so I started sobbing; I needed to let it out.

"Let me go!" I screamed. I was scared. So scared.

"I KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON!" He began. "I TOOK STU AND PETE WITH ME, BUT THERE ARE PLENTY OF GUYS OUT THERE. ISN'T IT RIGHT, BITCH? YOU HAD FOUR MONTHS TO MAKE A DECENT SELECT!" He pulled my hair as his screaming was getting louder. Someone should hear us and call the police, but no one did.