Chapter 2 Divorced

Rachel's POV

"You gold-digging, two-faced, stupid..." I was about to rain down insults on Lana when David stopped me.

He shoved my hands from his legs and backed away.

"I don't want to hear another word of insult from your mouth to Lana again!" He yelled.

"Now sign those papers and let me be free from this bondage called marriage."

His words hurt me more than anything.

Bondage? He thought our marriage was a bondage?

We had known each other long before we got married, he took my fucking first time, yet he called what we had bondage?

I clenched my teeth tightly.

"No, I'm still not signing those papers." I said firmly, getting up from my kneeling position, which I had kept for a while now.

David smirked.

Something about the way he looked at me made me shiver.

"You are going to sign those papers; if not... the alliance between Hart Industries and Andrew Corporation would be annulled." David stated, going to stand next to Lana, who kissed him on the cheeks to spite me.

"What?"

"I can't believe what is happening right now."

There's another reason why I couldn't afford to divorce David apart from my love for him, and that was my parents. They would flip if they found out David and I got divorced because their business wasn't doing well these past few months, and my father had borrowed a huge amount of money from the bank. If the alliance between both companies ends, so will everything they had.

"No, you can't do this. David, we've known each other for over seven years before we got married; you can't do this to me." I cried, scratching my head with my hands.

I had forgotten to take off the makeup and hair accessories I had added to my hair just to make myself up for this man in front of me who was threatening to end everything I loved.

"Rachel, come on. Sign the damn papers." Lana urged. She walked towards me, slapping me with the papers.

"You..." I raised my hands to slap her, but David held it tightly.

"Let go; you're hurting me." I cried, but looking into his eyes, I saw no emotion. He was really going to break my hand.

"Please, David, I'll sign the papers."

Hearing that he dropped my hands harshly.

I picked up the papers from the ground.

"Here's a pen." Lana threw a pen at me.

Picking the pen up, I flipped the papers, signing everywhere signable. I knew I was signing my death warrant, but I just didn't care. All I wanted right now was to get out of this suffocating place.

"There. I've signed everything." I threw the papers on the bed. My eyes watered as I looked at David one last time, but he didn't even as much glance at me, his eyes and lips fixed on Lana.

With tears in my eyes, I rushed out of the hotel, looking like a fucking mess.

My heart was hurting immensely.

I loved David. I always had, ever since we were little, and this was what I got in return.

The pain made me drive even faster, speeding across the road, driving like a madman.

'Ring ring.'

My phone vibrates; I didn't even check the ID caller before picking it up.

"I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone right now; call later," I shouted at the caller and was just about to end the call when I heard my dad's voice.

"How dare you speak to me like that, Rachel!?" I heard my dad's loud, thundering voice from the phone.

Quickly, I drove my car to a stop.

"Dad I..."

"Save it. What's this I hear about you and David getting a divorce...? No... What I heard is that you both divorced, today." The way my father said it made me sure that he knew the truth, all he wanted to hear was that it was false, but I couldn't just lie like that.

"I'm sorry it's..."

"What is wrong with you, Rachel?! Why would you divorce David Hart!! You know the state our family is in right now yet you still went ahead to divorce him!!!" He shouted even from the phone I could feel how angry he was. All the hair on my neck stood up.

"It's not my fault, I..."

"I don't want to hear it. If you have to beg David to take you back, then do it. All I want to hear is that both of you are back together, if not, Rachel I will disown you." My father threatened cutting the call brashly on me.

This was the first time in a long time I was feeling so helpless. I've always known what to do, always been so meticulous in my actions, but now everything just came crashing down on me.

A wry smile came to my lips as I started the car again.

Begging David was not an option; he would never accept me back, no matter how much I did. Which only means that my father would disown me, and knowing him he would.

I arrived at my destination soon enough and got out of the car. The East River Bridge is a giant brick bridge that allows cars to pass through the deep body of water beneath it.

Peace.

That was all I could think of when my eyes were accustomed to the darkness, and I could feel the harsh wind on my bare skin.

I was wearing a thin strapped evening gown because I wanted to make the night special for David.

Thinking about it now, I was such a fool. How could I not have known that my husband and best friend were hooking up?

I was such a fool, a big one and now I knew it.

I wanted to get rid of the guilt and pain in my heart, the river offered so much peace that I wanted to grab it. Such peace; if I entered the river, would I feel such peace?

The thought consumed me to the point that it took me a few seconds to realize that I was already at the edge of the bridge.

I only realized when the harsh breeze intensified because I was so close to the edge of the river.

If I jumped right now, everything would be over. I wouldn't have to explain my reasons why David divorced me; I wouldn't have to live with the fact that my best friend slept with my husband and was happily gloating about it, both of them being ex's now.

I stood up straight and remained there, standing, lost in thoughts, feeling betrayed by the world, weak, and unable to move forward.

I felt the wind in my hair, which had loosened up after I yanked the clip off in frustration.

Everything would just stop...

I wouldn't hear my family blaming me for losing a man like David who could help their business grow back up, I wouldn't see Lana's happily ever after with David, I wouldn't feel the guilt in my heart anymore, and the voice telling me everything was my fault would just disappear.

The river was about 40 feet high; if I jumped, there was no way I would survive. Should I just jump?

Slowly I closed my eyes, and let myself fall.

1 second

2 seconds

3 seconds

After three whole seconds, there was no falling. I felt myself in a rather warm and secluded place, like an arm was wrapped around me.

I flickered my eyes open, and then I saw him.

A gorgeous man with glass held me in his arms. He had a look of worry on his handsome face, an emotion someone had not looked at me with in a very long time.

"Are you okay?" His deep, masculine voice sounded in my ears.

Okay?

Was I okay?

I was anything but okay. In fact, I was so far from okay.

I tried to answer, but my mouth wouldn't open, my eyes still fixed on the gorgeous intruder's face.

But wait a minute, why does he look familiar?

Before I could wrap my head around what was going on, I felt my consciousness slipping away, and then it all went dark.