KATERINABefore I could respond, he gunned the engine, the car surging forward with a sudden burst of speed. I grabbed the edge of my seat, adrenaline spiking as we wove through the sparse traffic, the city lights blurring past. I looked back again, expecting to see the car fade into the distance, but they were still there, sticking to us like glue.“Vincent,” I warned, my voice tight with nerves, “they’re not backing off.”“I know,” he said calmly, his eyes never leaving the road. His voice had that low, dangerous edge to it that both thrilled and terrified me. He was enjoying this, the chase, the game. I watched as he took a sudden, sharp turn onto a side street, tires screeching against the asphalt.The car behind us followed, barely missing the turn, and I felt a twisted sense of satisfaction at the way they struggled to keep up. Vincent’s hands tightened on the wheel, his eyes flicking to the mirror again, calculating, plotting.“Hold on,” he said, and before I could ask why, he
VINCENTShe said nothing to me on the way to the hospital. I tried engaging her in a conversation but she just continued to look outside the window, completely ignoring me.I fucking hated it.I preferred her vocal anger to silent treatment. I preferred her talk backs, even her accusations. Anything but this.We got in front of the hospital's building and I decided I was going to talk to her, tell her everything about Sawyer, but before I could open my mouth to start, Katerina pushed the door in her side open and alighted the car."Katerina." I called, unbuckling my seatbelt while she took fast strides inside. I got out of the car, locked it and began to follow after her.Sawyer had already arrived with the ambulance. The doctors stopped us from following them any further,"Sorry, Sir, ma. But you both have to wait out here in the waiting area while we try to do our best. He has lost a lot of blood and he is also going through so much pain from the crash and burns. We would try our ve
KATERINAI could not sit still. Every second that passed felt like an eternity. My legs were bouncing, my fingers drumming nervously against my thighs, and I kept glancing at the door, waiting for someone—anyone—to come in with news. Something like the doctor had made a mistake and there was actually blood somewhere, would be more than nice too. I didn’t even realize how tightly I was gripping the chair until my knuckles started to ache.Vincent had already called for a blood donor, and I kept telling myself it was going to be okay. But it didn’t stop the anxiety crawling up my throat. Why was this taking so long? Thirty minutes shouldn’t feel like a lifetime, but here I was, glancing at the clock every two minutes, convinced that something had gone horribly wrong.Or maybe he was lying? What if he just wanted Kelvin to die? But he could not do that to me; he gave me his word.. I thought to myself, ignoring the fact that I was beginning to trust him again, hold on to his words with a
KATERINAWe went home at the early hours of the next morning and I did not ask, but Vincent just kind of knew I needed company, so he took me upstairs to my room and without words from either of us, he shared my bed with me, letting me rest my head on his hard chest as I struggled with sleep for over an hour before I finally gave in.I woke up to the soft blue glow of evening light filtering through the curtains, my body sluggish, heavy from the nap. For a moment, I reached out, fingers grazing the cold, empty side of the bed where Vincent had been. He had laid beside me, his presence a silent comfort I refused to acknowledge. Like I had earlier stated, I hadn't asked him to stay—would have never asked him to, despite myself—but when the weight of sadness had pulled me down, he had settled beside me without a word. So Vincent-like, quietly attentive in a way that made me both furious and… grateful.But now he was gone, and the stillness in the room pressed in. I propped myself up, bl
VINCENT"What the fuck do you mean she is not at the confinement?" I thundered over the phone, getting up from the chair I had been sitting on.James went on, "You asked me to go check on her, that the last time you went there, she was acting strange. Well, she is not here anymore. I cannot tell how the people who got in passed through these iron bars, but they did. She got help, and it is not her brother. Her brother has been out in a coma for almost a week.""Did you check? Have you checked on Sawyer lately?" I asked in a deathly calm tone. There was silence on the other end, and I did not need to wait to understand the answer, so I ended the call right away and proceeded to call Katerina.I had not seen her since the day we got back from the hospital together, and I felt that it was best for both of us. I had taken the time to decide that after all this was done, I would court her again. She wanted this, I could tell everytime I looked into her eyes. But she needed to be sure, she
KATERINAAs soon as I heard the doors open, I skittered towards it from the stairs, calling out for my butler."It's Mr Powers, ma'am." He announced, definitely picking up on my fear. Relieved, I took the last few steps down the stairs and looked up to see Vincent standing a few inches away in a smart suit and tie combo, with a briefcase in hand.He looked really serious like this, he looked tired too, I could tell from his eyes. Had he abandoned work just because I called?Without thinking, I crossed the distance between us and threw myself into his arms. He caught me instantly, his grip firm and familiar, like I’d done this a thousand times before. For a moment, I didn't care about the history between us, didn’t care about the walls I’d built to keep him out.I just needed to feel safe. And somehow, being in his arms made everything else fade away.We stayed like that for almost a minute, and then I pulled away just to stare into his eyes. He asked quietly, his forehead wrinkling w
VINCENT"How did you know I wanted to change?" She asked, raising a brow. I said nothing for a long while, just stood there, the muscles of my jaw flexing visibly."I was going to add, if you want to." I finally spoke, completely hating having to fight this. Who the hell still managed to be a decent gentleman after his girl stripped in front of him, daring him to do something about it?A fucking pussy, that was who.I could not stand back any longer though, so I was already walking up to her when she stopped me with a hand in front of me and a giggle."Stoppp. You have to go take a bath first before you can lay those hands on me. You look like you are suffocating in that suit."Without thinking, I offered, "Join me."She hesitated, biting her bottom lip for a second, two, then.."Just because I want to feel better. That's why you are doing it, so don't beat yourself up over ruining your perfect technique." She said and I frowned, hating that she was making an excuse for this, until I
KATERINAI twirled my food around in my plate without actually eating, my mind in a totally different place.His voice pulled me out of my thoughts, "What are you thinking about?"I looked up at once, then looked away, back to my food. "I… I don't know where I went wrong. I mean, I do. I think he is right, I was just too obsessed with this revenge thing, I did not even check to see if he was okay with everything. I was too focused on myself, I forgot to check on him… see if he was truly okay as he always told me. I was such a bad friend, I know that this explanation does not fully excuse his actions but it still does not take away the fact that I was also at fault, I should have—""The last thing I would like right now is you beating yourself up because of Sawyer's mistakes. The motherfucker knows exactly what he did. If he wanted to talk to you about feeling lonely or uncared for—you both were always together. He could have told you anytime.He stabbed you in the back, and I am not i