Dear AVA Chapter 8
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👩❤️💋👨 Dear Ava CHAPTER EIGHT: ❣️
🔸🧏 (Stealing Her Innocence) 💔🔸
….AMY CALLING….
He pressed the pick button easily…
“Hey Amy” he smiled, his white eyes staring into space.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” She sobbed.
“What? Why are you crying?” He asked.
“What did Monica and her gang do to you in the campus again? Did they strip you naked?” She asked.
“No. They didn’t”
“They why were they talking about your dîck video! Don’t lie to me!” She shouted.
“It wasn’t painful, I’m used to it” he replied, and her cries increased.
“Oh Ethan”
“Stop crying, Amy…
His battery went flat immediately, and his phone went off, making the usual sound.
“Not now” he muttered, folding his palm on it.
A car stopped beside him on the road, and Demi came out of it.
She was actually on her way home after giving Octavia a ride when she saw him.
“Hey Ethan” she smiled.
“Who please?” He asked.
“Demi, from the campus” she replied, staring at his white eyes.
“Oh… Ava’s friend?” He said.
“You know me?” She blinked.
“I might be blind but I hear trainees talking about you girls everytime. The only ones who can stand up to Monica Hawkins and her gang” he said,.
“I saw what they did to you in the mechanical room earlier” she said, and his hand tightened on his walking stick.
“I don’t mean to embarrass you though… We can be friends if you want” she said, and she saw hope sparkle in his eyes
“Me? You have enough friends. Why would you be friends with a ugly blind guy?”
“You don’t wanna be friends?” She asked.
“I mean…it’s the first time I’m getting such offer, and I…I’m…yes” he said, and she came closer.
“We can talk freely in campus, don’t fret” she said stretching her hand forward.
“Ok” he replied, and she took his hand, bringing it to hers.
They did a handshake, each smiling large.
*
7PM, A BAR*
Oscar was already sitting at a table when Alex walked in, taking off his jacket to hang at the back of the chair before sitting.
“Did you get your sports car checked already? It’s another racing night tommorow” Oscar said, pouring the whiskey.
“Yeah, as always. I’ll start job hunting tommorow afternoon though” Alex replied.
“Cool” Oscar nodded.
“Are you still mad at me cos of the fight? I even got wounded more than he is, look at my face…you should be on my side” Alex said.
“I’m not on anyone’s side, and I’m not mad, I’m rather worried” Oscar replied.
“Why?”
“You’ve always felt inferior anytime Gray’s name is mentioned. I blame your fathers for starting this family rivalry” Oscar replied.
“What’s your bone of contention?” Alex asked after a drink.
“If your fathers didn’t turn from friends to enemies, all these wouldn’t be happening” Oscar shrugged.
“Can we just…not?” Alex made faces.
“Cool, and about Ava… I think you love more than her skin” Oscar said.
“Not again…do I look like the type who’d love a girl for real?” Alex frowned, and Oscar laughed.
*
AVA’S PLACE*
Going to the bathroom to pee felt like hell for Ava.
The menstrual pains increased by far, and she’s not even able to cook dinner. Her nose still hurts
She urinated and didn’t even have the strength to flush well.
Her menstrual blood was still staining the toilet seat as she walked out of the bathroom.
The living room got cleaned and the TV got replaced, but no strength to even inspect it.
She went back to her room and surprisingly met Grayson waiting.
“What are you doing here?” She asked weakly.
“Are you ok?” He asked when he saw her painful face.
She lay on bed without answering, holding her stomach tightly.
He got it immediately, and he sat beside her in bed.
He brought his hand to her face, but she held it.
“Chill, I’m not gonna touch you inappropriately unless you want me to” he said, and she scoffed despite the pains
“You’re a jerk no matter the situation”
He took his hand from her then removed the plaster on her nose.
He replaced it with the one he brought, pasting it gently.
“The nose will heal in an hour, and about the stomach pain,…do you have ice in the freezer?” He asked.
She couldn’t even reply, so he left the room to go check.
He got the ice cubes in a pack, then he brought it back to her and placed it on her stomach.
“Just leave it there, I hear it helps” he said.
“I guess you do this often for that naked lady on the video call” she muttered with a weak voice.
“Hunger can make period pains worse, you should eat” he said, ignoring her statement.
“Do I look like I can eat right now?” She replied.
He left for the kitchen nevertheless.
He got bananas, grapes, apples and milk from the freezer.
He diced the fruits professionally, mixing them with warm milk before taking it to her in a cup.
“You can’t cook? I was expecting something cooked” she said.
“You really look better when you’re not talking” he replied, and she eyed him as he placed a pillow behind her.
She rested on it as she tilted up, making sure the ice pack is still on her tummy before taking the cup of fruit jargons from him.
She started eating slowly, drinking the milk more than anything…
“I’m sorry about the punch earlier…” He suddenly said, and she looked up slowly, lips stained with the milk.
“I thought you wouldn’t say it” she said.
“Continue eating” he replied, looking away from her.
…
Alex returned just now, and the first place he head to was the bathroom.
He must have drank a lot with Oscar at the bar, his bladder is at the verge of bursting.
He entered the bathroom, but he almost puked when he saw blood all-over the toilet seat.
“Eew!” he made disgusting faces and was about to dash out when he remembered how he met Ava last night in front of the ladies shop.
The nylon she was holding definitely contained pads, and it’s obvious she did this.
He quickly flushed away the blood and cleaned up the whole place, but then he suddenly gasped
What if she’s not fine? What other reason would she have to leave the toilet like this when she’s a clean freak?
He rushed out of the bathroom, making his way to her room .
He was about to push the door open when he heard voices inside.
“Can you make me another fruits jargons? It’s sweeter than I thought” Ava said.
“It’s called banana split, not fruits jargons” Grayson’s deep voice replied.
“Just make another one already” she said.
“No. Go to bed” Grayson said.
Alex carefully peeped in through the small space between the door, and he saw them.
Ava is laying back in bed already, and Grayson is still sitting beside her, pressing the ice pack to her tummy.
“Remember you almost broke my nose… Gray I really need another cup of banana split” Ava held his forearm with puppy eyes, and that single contact made Alex leave the door
He went to his room and dialled Oscar’s line on his new phone.
“Missing me already?” Oscar picked.
“Talk to me about anything, I need to get my mind off something” he said.
“You love more than Ava’s skin…I think you’re into her” Oscar replied straight.
“Screw you man!” He spat, hanging up immediately.
He took off his shirt then went to his bedstand and got a pack of cigar.
He lightened one stick and walked to the window to lean on the frame.
He was smoking softly as he stared at the night, thinking of the scene in Ava’s room.
“Grayson Harper…” He muttered.
TBC.
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