Chapter 12 - (Anya)

Mikey stretched his hand out in front of me and said, “Hi, my name is Mikey.”

I look at Mikey’s outstretched hand, I know that if I held on to it right now I will never let go. I was about to give in to what my heart has been longing for ever since he told me that no one can have him but him.

But whenever I remember how he had easily disregarded me, over the years that we were together, the anger that was hiding in the darkness, just outside my heart shows up.

The way he made me feel like I was some old clothes he no longer need that he would either throw or give away. Like I was the most useless person to him that worth nothing at all.

And now he comes back like nothing had happened?

I am so angry with him right now and yet all my heart was feeling is all the love that I have for him.

I missed him.

I missed him so much.

But I am also so angry.

I remember how I pleaded, how I begged. How I called him over and over again but he never budged, he never listened. And in the end, he