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Okay! That's not a good sign Ana. Don't pick it up. Please, please, please don't pick it up.

My sub consciousness was nudging me again and again. My intuitions were screaming warning inside my head. But me being Ana, I decided against everything.

I stared at the Caller ID of my buzzing phone for one more second before I slid my thumb to the Green side. My throat felt too dry to speak anything. I cleared it with an audible sound.

"Hey Leila! What's up?" Keep the conversation short! Keep the conversation short!

"Hey Ana! Nothing much. It's been such a long time that we had a chat you know."

"Yeah I know. I was quiet busy actually. Unpacking the stuff and completing all the pending work." I said KEEP THE CONVERSATION SHORT ANA. STOP BABBLING OVER.

"Oh yes. I totally get that. So how was your trip?"

"Mmm… It was fine."

Leila paused for a second. She was one of my close friends so of course she knew better. I crossed my two fingers, hoping that she wouldn't catch on my lie.

"Just fine Ana? That's not very much like you."

"Yeah well it was really nice, quiet amazing." The best actually. You know why? Because Christian Grey is mine now.

"Aww that's cool." Warning alert Warning alert! When any girl uses guy type words such as 'cool', it means something is up.

"Yeah I know. So how's everything going with you?"

"Everything's great so far. It's just the Math that's killing me."

I chuckled, "Hah! Well I'm lucky in that case that I'm not having Math. I see Christian swearing all the time at how bad it is." I bit my tongue realizing my mistake. My sub consciousness was eyeing at me like it would kill me anytime.

"Oh I forgot, how's Christian these days? He doesn't talk much to me either."

"Yeah he's great. Really happy these days" Better off without you. "You know his back to back coaching and all. He doesn't talk much to anyone these days.

"Oh! But I see you guys roaming around all the time together." I could hear a bitter tone in her voice when she said so. Maybe it was my imagination, but I was enjoying it.

"Of course he digs out time for me. I'm his best friend right?"

"But you just said he doesn't talk much to anyone these days." Her tone was almost accusing. Almost.

"Oh come on Leila, I don't come in that anyone now do I?" I tried my best not to smug while saying so.

"Ahan, is anything going on between you guys?"

"What? What you mean by that?" I kept my tone noticeably extra cautious so that she notices my fakeness.

"Ana…"

"What?" Again, my voice was a pitch higher than it should have been. "Uhm listen I gotta go. I'll talk to you later okay?" Come on girl, just call upon my obvious lie already.

"No please wait. I needed to talk you something!

"What?" Somehow I felt that this was the moment I'd been dreading from all this time.

"Uhh… Nothing just forget it."Oh, so reverse psychology now? Fine, bring it on!

"Okay. First you decide whether you have to tell or not, then call me. Okay now bye Leila. See ya at school."

"No please wait Ana. I needed to talk you something about Christian."

"What about him?"

"Well actually I wanted to talk to him. But he is so busy these days. I feel like he's ignoring me."

"Maybe, maybe not. He doesn't talk much about you. Do you want me to convey any message to him?" I could feel a very evil smile creeping up to my face.

"No. Actually I had a talk with Jose, about what I've decided to say to Christian and he became so furious on me that why I'm going on in that matter again? So, I have decided to straight away just tell it to Christian whatever I'm having in my mind."

"What matter? What again? What have you decided to say? What makes Jose so furious about it?"

"Because Jose is my friend and he wants good for me. According to him what I've decided to do isn't the right thing."

"What have you decided to do?" Now I can sense my tone getting naturally cautious. Warning screaming was back in my head again.

"I've decided to talk to Christian."

"About what Leila?"

She paused for a second or so. It seemed too dramatic to me. "I can't tell you that Ana. You're smart. You can figure it out yourself. Anyways I'll catch you up later. Bye, see ya at school."

I could feel her smug from the other side of the phone as she disconnected my call. Not bothering to listen to my response. It didn't matter though as I was too stunned to speak up anything.

That bitch! She backfired my own game at me. Ughh! Now when she said I can figure it out myself, it means that whatever it was, it's very obvious. And by that obviousness it means, that she is going to confess Christian her feeling. She is gonna ask him to be with her together again. My eyes and mouth widened at this horrible realization. And she wanted me to know it. What a bloody arrogant bitch!

I could feel salty water filling my vision as the hot tears rolled down my face. Don't be stupid Christian would leave you for her. My sub consciousness tried to calm me down. He promised. He promised he wouldn't ditch you right?

Exactly! Now do I realize how this makes things even worse. I knew he would not leave me for her now. But for what reason? Because he loves me more than Leila? Or because he made me a promise?

The second reason knocked off all the breath from my lungs. It was worse than him leaving me. If he really doesn't have feelings for me then why should I compel him to stay with me? That means I'll let him go. That means he'll leave me. From either of the sides, the situation didn't seem to be in my favor at all.

Suddenly my phone buzzed again with the ringtone 'Crazy in Love'. I smiled at it as I eagerly picked up the phone. "Hey"

"Hey. What ya doing?"

"Uhm…" Worrying over the fact that you might leave me for you ex girlfriend. "Nothing much, how was your day?"

"What's wrong?" God! Why does he has to know me so well to call upon my lies!

"Nothing, why?"

"You sound a little low." He was getting suspicious. I could tell it from his voice.

"Oh yeah.. I'm having a bad throat today. That's all." My voice wasn't sounding convincing even to my own ears. I knew he had me.

"Ana…!"

"Leila called me!" Better speak the truth on phone than speaking it face to face. I don't want him to see my burning expressions out of jealousy. That would be just too embarrassing.

"Okay, what she said?" Straight forward as usual! That's one of thing I love about Christian. We both are so much straight forward that we communicate in the most honest and frank way. So I told him everything from start to end of what Leila said to me. He listened were patiently and finally when I finished he asked me, "So what do we do now?"

"Well that's you decision, you decide what you have to do." Jeez! Why do I sound so depressed?

"Ohh come on Ana that's not my decision. That's our decision! Whatever you say I'll do that." Aww Christian! I love you!

"Of course if you ask me I'll say do not call her and do not pick her calls either."

"That's it then! I'll do that."

"Christian you really don't have to do what I say. You know you have your free will."

"I know but whatever you want, I want that too. So that's my final decision."

"Well okay then. But I wanna ask you something. I know now that you're not gonna go back to her but why? Is it because you're over her or because you promised me?" Or because you love me! Please say this one is the reason.

"Look Ana, if it wasn't for you, I might have considered it for a minute but then too I wouldn't have gone back to her because she left me once. Maybe she could do that again. And why should I even think about going to her when I have you? You're all that I need. I love you, Ana!"

"I love you too Christian." I needed to control my tear ducts. They produce so many tears these days.

"Well, so I'm seeing you here right?"

"In less than 10 minutes." With that I disconnected the phone. I brushed the comb through my hair swiftly, put some mascara, licked my lips and sprayed the perfume that Jose had gifted me. The one Christian really liked.

After eight minutes, I was at our deiced destination that was a block away from my home as well as his coaching classes. I was two minutes early and he was late as usual.

He arrived after seven minutes. I was ready to scream all over him. I hated when people arrived late. I was strictly very punctual. But when he showed up, my anger evaporated in flames. He was wearing a blackish brown plain t-shirt. And he looked simply mouth watering to me. I guess a better word for description would be 'sexy'.

"Hey" Only he himself would know that how he possesses the talent of turning me on simply by one word. I could feel my cheeks burning already as hot blood rose in them.

"Hey!" I was suddenly very shy in front of him. Oh what he does to me!

We walked and talked till we found a suitable spot. He turned towards me, his eyes suddenly very hungry. Without any warning his mouth roughly landed up on mine and passion finally consumed us.

After half an hour or so, when were both running out of breaths we decided to call it a night and go home. He walked me to my block and gave me a quick peck on my lips before separating his hand from mine reluctantly.

I reached home grinning from ear to ear. I drank some water and it wasn't till then why I sensed a little burning sensation somewhere near my upper lip. I skipped to powder room and saw my reflection in the mirror. I was dead stopped in my tracks from what I saw in the reflection.

There was a very fine pinkish-brown line forming just a little above my upper lip. I took some hot water in my hand and gently applied it gently on the wound. As I rubbed the water against it, the line visibly changed from pinkish-brown to brownish-red. I stopped rubbing the water at once. Christian and his wilderness! I was furious beyond anything.

Just inspecting absent mindedly I lifted my upper lip and twisted it upwards so I could see the inner walls of my upper lip. I was horrified to see what I saw. There were even more fine lines and little cuts indicating as if someone had specifically dug his teeth into my lip. I couldn't remember anything like that happening. Though I do remember him kissing me on and on and grazing my lips with his teeth and how I was badly wanting him to keep doing it.

But this was beyond tolerance. My inner goddess was performing headstand inside my head in excitement. Yes, that's the only place where I can perform headstands. My sub consciousness was thoroughly disgusted as I kept looking at the damage from the intense kiss by Christian Grey.

I was filled both with rage and uncontrollable desire as I stared at myself in the mirror. I could see my eyes wild with both anger and sensuality at this intolerable yet sexy act of Christian Grey. I was, once again, fucked up in my own fifty shades!

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