Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
“Go and wash up, breakfast is already done,” Julie ignored him, already pushing Anabelle in the direction of the bathroom.
“You still haven’t told me – “
He pressed a finger against her lips. Anabelle’s eyes widened at that gesture.
“I’ll answer your questions when you’re done bathing and eating,” He gave her a condition.
“Fine,” Anabelle decided to just shut up and was about to go into the ensuite bathroom when she remembered something,” I don’t have any clothes to change – “
“You can have mine,” Julie ran like the Flash and presented a pair of pants and shirt to her – all this happening in front of the stunned Israel.
Anabelle took the cloth, her brows raised questioningly which Julie noticed.
“It’s new. It’s clean. And I’ve never masturbated in it,” He declared so proudly.
“Eww,” Anabelle gave him a look of disgust and shut the door with lightning speed.
A smile curved up Julie’s face unknowingly and he turned around to meet his friend still there.
“What are you still doing here? Get your ass out of here or do you want to peep at her while she bathes – don’t think I don’t know your plan?” He accused the boy with a pointing hand.
“I’m not that kind of person!” Israel defended himself. He was greatly annoyed by that accusation, “How could you say that about me?”
“Can you blame me? I gave you my date to take care of for the day and now, you’re clinging to her like a shadow,” He claimed.
“Because I like her. She’s quite different from the other girls I’ve seen and been with, she doesn’t throw themselves on me. Not to mention that she’s cute,” He added, “Let me ask you then, do you have feelings for her?”
Julie’s countenance changed, “I’ve told you, it’s none of your business”
“She’s not yours then,” Israel smiled.
“What?”Julie blinked, confused.
“You always try to appear threatening when lying,” Israel winked at him, “I’m your best friend, don’t think you can fool me,” he saw through his act.
Julie took a deep breath, reining in his anger. This little bedbug was beginning to piss him off.
“Stay off from Anabelle. She’s mine and you don’t have the right to question me,” He warned, his voice a slow rumble.
Julie had always been the undisputable prince both in school, sports – in fact, everything. As the only son and child of the family, he was spoiled with everything he ever needed hence his arrogance. Thanks to his background, people feared him.
Israel scratched his scalp, “It has come to this then,” he said, glancing up at his friend apathetically, “They say the brotherhood is tested when a woman steps in…” he smiled at no one in particular, “I never thought about that word until today,”
“What are you saying?” Julie cocked his brow arrogantly
“You might not know this but I’ve been letting you win for a long time, I can’t let you win this time,”
“What?” Julie could not believe what he just said. Israel was letting him win on purpose? Ha! Who does he think he is? His arrogance didn’t allow him to see the truth.
He was Julie! Everything he had ever wanted always worked out for him so he was confident of winning. Israel was just spouting shit.
His lips curved into a smile, “Challenge accepted. Let’s see who wins the damsel’s heart,”
Meanwhile, Anabelle, who had no idea of the challenge between both men, had just finished washing and stepped out to dress up when she came across the bathroom mirror, only to receive the shock of her life.
There on her face was a huge fading bruise that ruined her beautiful face. Her eyes widened to the sauce of saucers as she screamed the name of the only person that could be responsible for this.
“Julie!!!!?”
Anabelle almost stormed out of the bathroom had she not remembered she was without clothes. Vomiting swear words from her mouth, she quickly dressed up in record time and strode off with anger reeking off her.
“Julie!” She screamed, watching with sinister pleasure how his eyes widened from terror, “How dare you?”
“I can explain,” Julie raised his hand defensively. He could already guess she had seen her face in the mirror.
“You don’t deserve mercy!” roared Anabelle. The accumulated anger from other occasions blinded her brain and made it unable for her to think straight.
Before anyone could tell what was going on, Anabelle lifted her leg and kicked him in the place where the sun never shines.
However, something happened.
“All’s fair in love and war,”
It was at that moment that Julie perfectly understood what that expression truly meant. When it comes to gaining something, some people were desperate enough to win.
It happened that just when Anabelle lifted her leg to hit him “there”, Israel came to stand in front of him out of nowhere and took the hit.
It all happened so suddenly Julie didn’t know what happened until his friend fell to the floor, cradling his “thing” through his pants as he muttered, “Sweet Jesus,” that it became clear to him what transpired.
“Oh my God,” Anabelle gasped, cupping her mouth. What just happened? She didn’t mean to kick him, her legs had risen before she gave them the order.
“God, did you want to disable me?” Israel groaned, still on the floor.
“I’m so sorry,” Anabelle was very apologetic.
Without a second word, She pushed the stupefied Julie out of the way and helped injured Israel to his feet. With his hand placed around her neck, Anabelle supported and eased him to the bed where he laid down.
“How do I help you?” Anabelle was desperate to help him. The guilt was gnawing at her heart; she had to pay for her violation.
Israel grabbed her hand and brought it to his chest. He said with a shaky breath like some frail old man on his deathbed, “Stay by my side,”