Chapter 39 I'M SORRY

ANMELA'S POV

I was about to stand up and join them when Ardent gestured to me. "Stay there, Anmela. Don't go anywhere."

I moved my head from left and right. I just watched him grab Alem at the waist and walk towards the comfort room.

I put down the glass and did not want to drink again, but Kervy insisted on me.

"We only live once. You should enjoy life, Anmela. Enjoy life by drinking good alcohol."

I did not get what was good about that. I would drink and be wasted, but in the morning, my head would ache like hell so what is good about that?

It is better to go home and study the lesson for tomorrow. That is how my life occurs. Laurent just added a piece of silence and color to my life.

"What nursing study? Sorry, I'm an art student. I didn't know some sh*t about that thing." Kervy grabbed another bottle and drank it. I thought he was a bit dizzy or drunk?

"Ahm...we should know all about the human body. The systems such as circulatory system, muscular and others. We assist the patients, providing reports—we care for them and all related manners."

"You're smart. A good girl like you should take to the dance floor." He offered his hand to me.

"I don't know how to dance. Sorry."

My chest beat in nervousness. I had no idea how I should reject him. Laurent must be burned in fire with the anger he would experience if he saw me with another guy. I do not want that to happen. He is more than important to me so as long as I can do something to avoid threatening his madness, I will do.

"No worries. I won't hurt. I just don't want this opportunity to go away." Kervy grabbed my hand and gently pulled me up.

"I'm sorry. I'm waiting for my friends to come." Whatever my alibi was, he did not listen to me.

He guided me to the dance floor and put his hands on my waist. I wanted to remove it, but I was so embarrassed to talk about it.

"Sorry. I need to—"

"I'm not a bad person. I repeated it twice to you."

"No, it's not that. I have a boyfriend. I don't want to disappoint him. I hate to see him in pain when I see me with you like this. If you have a girlfriend, you'll understand it, too—"

My eyes widened when I saw a big hand landed on his face.

"Laurent...no, no, no!"

I watched how Laurent got mad. He punched Kervy in a strong way that made him throw away outside the dance floor. That created a whispering and a huge embarrassing scene.

Kervy stood up, hut Laurent on the belly with his head and bending body. Laurent was a brave one and a ruthless one. He grabbed Kervy's waste and overthrew him on the stage. He was like a wrestler. He had no emotion, just a pure expression of wanting to hurt someone.

"I'll punish you by touching my girl!" Laurent was about to punch him so hard again, but I did not want that to happen. He was kneeling down while Kervy's lying.

"Please, no…" I hugged his back and that made him freeze. He did not move for a second until he recklessly stood up.

He turned his back to me without saying anything. I followed him while my eyes were crying. "Laurent!"

I walked where he walked. I could see the anger in his eyes. Every stomp of him on the ground was heavy. His fist was closed as if punching anyone who blocked his way would not be satisfying for him.

I saw him being mad. I understand his personality, but what he did to the poor Kervy was unacceptable. For sure, he would go to the police station and report the incident. Laurent would be in jail and the worse thing, he would not be out if their accusation to him is guilty.

"Baby Boy...please talk to me." I held his hand tightly. "Please."

His mouth was shut. Until we came outside, near his car, he did not say anything. I could see the overflowing madness in his expression.

"I'm sorry. Trust me, I didn't mean to hurt you. We just dance—"

"Dance? F*cking dance! Huh? Do you think this is funny? I'm calling where the hell are you, but you didn't answer your phone! Can you just…" I jumped in shock when he kicked and punched his car, causing it to create a sound. "Just tell me! I'm your boyfriend! F*cking boyfriend, but you treated me like trash today!"

"Sorry. I didn't mean to. I thought you're busy. I didn't want to disturb you." The tears blurred my eyes. I could feel the stabbing sensation in my chest.

"You will never be a disturbance to me and you know that!" He traveled a little distance between us. I could see the clenching of his jaw and the gritting of his teeth. "You smell alcohol. Good job, Anmela Eris. You ruined my f*cking day! Get the hell out of my sight!" He turned his back and entered his car.

I tapped the windshield. I could see his side view feature. He was punching the steering wheel. "Laurent, please open this! I'm sorry, Baby Boy. Please, Baby!"

We stayed like that for a second. I was pleading with him to open the windshield, but he did not do it.

"Trust me. I didn't do anything. I really love you. My only mistake is not telling you that I am here and letting him touch me. I'm so sorry." My sobs were getting louder. My chest tightened so bad. I felt the pain was severe.

I can kneel in front of him just to make him forgive me. I do not want to lose him. No, never!

I do not mind if people look at me with pity in their eyes. There were people passing by and watching us as if this was a movie scene. All I want is for Laurent to accept my apology.

I will die if he leaves me.

"Laurent…please, Baby! I'm sorry." I tapped the windshield over and over again.

A minute had passed, and my cry became worse. It just stopped when Laurent opened the door.

"Hop in."

I immediately inserted my body in the car and when he moved inside, I hugged him so tight. I cried on his chest. "I'm sorry."