CanIBleedHimBru

It started with a simple meeting—Felix saw a girl, tried his luck, and got rejected. That should have been the end of it. Just another fleeting encounter, just another shrug-it-off moment.

But things didn’t stay simple for long.

What began as a harmless challenge turned into something much bigger, pulling Felix, Yvonne, Levi, and Lena into a whirlwind of unexpected events. Secrets surfaced, pasts clashed with the present, and soon, they found themselves in a game they never agreed to play.

Now, they’re left questioning everything.

How did they end up here?

How Did We End Up Here?

I sat across from Lena at the wooden table in the small, cozy pizzeria, filled with the smell of cheese and dough.

"He played you well," Lena teased me.

"Gotta give him his credit for that, Yvonne."

"Sure, damn him," I responded angrily.

"Why are you so annoyed by it anyway? He—" Lena leaned back as she saw the waiter coming.

"Ready to order, ladies?" asked the waiter, a tall young man with a friendly smile and a notepad.

"Can I get an 8-inch cheese pizza, please?" I ordered.

"A 16-inch pepperoni pizza, please. I'm not quite hungry right now," said Lena; she tends to eat a bit too much.

"So, what were you saying?" I asked.

"I was just wondering why this bothers you so

much. It's a normal thing," she replied.

"I don't know, maybe because all of it was planned, and you know I don't like being played with like that," I said.

"Wasn't it obvious? Scaring me and everything from the very start," I explained to her.

"That justifies it a little. I liked the guy anyway," she responded.

"Why didn't you take his number then?" I asked, slapping the table slightly.

"I didn't interfere like you told me not to in those situations," she said, giving me a disappointed look.

"True, sorry, I'm extremely annoyed," I apologized.

"I do not see him giving up, though," Lena said.

"If it was really planned, he won't give up that easily, will he?" she said, giving me a serious look.

I sighed and looked out the window. "Just forget it, let me calm down."

"Here's your order." The waiter returned after some time with a cheerful demeanor, placing down the plates with cheese and pepperoni pizzas, steaming slightly.

"Are you looking for a boyfriend anyway?" Lena asked, starting the conversation again as she took a slice of pizza and folded it.

"I don't know. I mean, I do, but not someone like him if that's where you're trying to get to," I said, leaning in to take a slice of pizza.

"That's something, I guess," she said, taking a big bite.

"You really want me to be with that guy?" I asked in a joking way.

"I can't believe you. Just let me eat my pizza in peace."

Chapter 2: Angry... For Some Reason