Chapter 101 Surprise

"Do you get it, or are you just messing with me? I'm with Louis now, and it was my choice. These aren't injuries; they're hickeys." Mindy hissed, her eyes a mix of anger and frustration.

I was so shocked I collapsed onto the bed, unable to process it for a while.

"Can't handle that we're together?" Mindy shot me a sideways glance, her eyes filled with mockery and sadness, making her look even more worn out.

"No, Mindy, you got it wrong. I just feel bad for you," I explained.

"Louis enjoys my body but calls your name all night until he's hoarse. Do you know how miserably he cried when he sobered up? He said he lost his purity and had no hope left." Mindy started crying, her big eyes filled with tears, her face a mess, sobbing softly, "Why does he treat me like this? Making love to me but thinking of you, why?"

I suddenly remembered the message Louis sent me at dawn; now I got what it meant.

I was usually gentle, but I wouldn't tolerate my boyfriend losing his purity; that's why I broke up with Daniel so decisively. Louis and Mindy were together now, and he felt he betrayed me, so he apologized.

Louis was such a fool!

My heart ached.

I felt sorry for both Louis and Mindy. Because of me, they were both suffering.

Mindy didn't speak all day, didn't go to class, didn't go out, and didn't even get out of bed.

When I came back at noon, she was staring blankly at the ceiling, her eyes empty.

When I returned in the evening, Mindy was still in the same position, like a lifeless doll, unable to speak or smile.

I tried to comfort her, "Mindy, whether you believe it or not, I'm done with Louis. Just give him some time. He's liked me since high school, almost eight years now. Maybe even he doesn't know if it's true love or just teenage stubbornness. You knew he had someone in his heart but still gave yourself to him, which shows your deep feelings for him. You did great, Mindy, you're so brave. Louis is human; he won't overlook your goodness. Give him time, stay with him, and one day, he will truly fall in love with you. Mindy, don't be mad at me; I'm your friend, not a rival."

Mindy replied, "I understand, but I just can't get over it. I like him so much, why can't he see that? Jane, I'm not mad at you; I just feel bad and need to vent."

I said, "I get it, but you're with him now; he can't ignore you. So, pull yourself together, show your charm, and make him fall completely in love with you."

Mindy grabbed a towel to wipe her tears, then covered her face with it, trembling silently.

I continued, "Alright, you've been crying all day and haven't eaten; your body can't take it. I brought you some warm porridge, get up and have some."

The next morning, Mindy resumed normal communication with me, but I always felt there was something different between us.

I felt like I was losing Mindy as a friend, and for days, I was in a funk.

One gloomy afternoon, it started to drizzle. I was coloring a sketch when my phone rang. I washed the paint off my hands and picked up the call, smiling involuntarily.

It was Brad, who had been MIA for days, sending me a video request.

"Brad, you haven't answered my calls or messages. I almost reported you missing!"

His husky laugh made my heart flutter.

"Jane, come downstairs," he said, ignoring my comment.

I noticed the rain had stopped, and the sky was clear.

"Come on, I have a surprise for you," Brad added.

I grabbed my coat and ran downstairs. The air was fresh after the rain, and under a dark green sycamore tree, I saw Brad.

"Brad, what are you doing here?" I was thrilled to see him.

I hadn't seen Brad for almost three months, which was tough for me, having relied on him at the Northern Institute of the Arts for the past three years. I was used to his morning messages and his daily presence.

Seeing him standing there, tears welled up. Maybe it was because he had spoiled me so much that I couldn't live without him.

With tears in my eyes, I rushed over and jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, rubbing my tear-streaked face against his cheek.

"Brad, why are you here?" I cried loudly, letting out all my loneliness and longing.

Brad held me with one hand and wiped my eyes with the other. "I was afraid you'd miss me, so I came. Did you miss me?"

"Yes, Brad, I missed you so much. Why did it take you so long to come?" I replied.

Brad gently wiped my tears, his voice soft, "Jane, don't cry. If you drown me with your tears, does that mean you don't want to see me?"

"No, I'm just crying tears of joy." I slid down from him, using his shirt to wipe my tears.

He smiled helplessly, and when I finished, his shirt had several unclear stains. I poked those spots playfully, making Brad's eyes deepen.

Since Brad was here, I wanted him to take me out to eat, just to be sure he was really by my side.

I chatted happily with Brad, telling him about Professor Evans taking me to a competition and how the sketch was finished. I asked Brad to take a look at it.

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