Katherine Thornes Rachel is family, and my dad would be so unhappy if I don't attend her birthday party. He's trying so hard to make Rachel and I bond plus, I really like her too. But then there's Alexander, I can't promise and cancel a date twice because of both my mothers. Then again, they're my mothers and family comes first. I have to do the right thing even though it would make Alexander unhappy again. I dropped my phone and picked up Alexander's folded T–shirt. I stepped out of my apartment and headed to his. I knocked on the door and a few moments later, it creaked open and Amalia opened up for me. "Hi! You're back." She smiled. "Come in." She added, opening the door wider to accommodate me"Thank you." I smiled too, stepping into the house. Alexander was in the living room, dressed in another tucked-in shirt and a pair of black trousers this time. He was putting on his cufflinks. I have to admit, he looked so hot and classy in this outfit, I was already feelin
Katherine Thornes"Really, dad?" I beamed at my dad's announcement. I couldn't believe my ears, I was going to be the one who would take over my father's business. My father's billion-dollar business if I may add. Wow. Being thrilled was an understatement for how I felt. "Yes dear, anything for you. And you are the rightful heir to the dynasty. You're smart, intelligent and you're strategic. The business would flourish better in your hands." My father added and it felt so nice hearing him compliment me. He always did, right from when I was little. He encouraged me and always made me feel better about myself. I've missed him so much. I've missed this so much. "Thank you so much, dad. I'm honored, really." I appreciate him, truly meaning my words. This is honestly going to be a life-changing step. "You know what Katherine, keep this between me and you, and don't let your father know." Rachael began and I started to laugh because my father was literally just across the table and she
Katherine Thornes"WHAT?" I questioned, shocked to my bones at what Alexander had just said. But there's no way we could possibly have a test tomorrow, all tests were supposed to begin next week. How come Mr. Thomas fixed his test for tomorrow? And how come I wasn't aware? Or is Alex trying to mess with me? I am always current on anything concerning exams, studies, and tests. So what's the meaning of this now?"What do you mean Alex? There's no test tomorrow, Mr. Thomas never announced that." I corrected him, Alex must be out of his mind or trying to play a sick prank on me right now. "Do you have memory loss, Katherine? Mr. Thomas told us today in Chemistry class that— oohhhhh." Alexander cooed in realization. "You weren't at school today because you decided to get drunk and pass out the whole day," Alexander added, a hint of mockery in his tone. I needed that. My bad life decisions and choices had led me to get drunk and miss a whole day of class. Now, I have nine hours until sch
Katherine Thornes My eyes fluttered open, and the first thing my senses picked up were the beeping sounds of machines around me and then the antiseptic and saline smell associated with hospitals hit my nostrils. I absolutely hated the smell of hospitals, it was nauseating. I was in a hospital. But what brought me here? Oh yeah right, I remember now. I panicked so much about my test that I got a high fever and passed out. I struggled to sit atop the bed and when I managed to do so, I was met with quite a shocker. Rachel and my father were seated right in front of me. Was I hallucinating? Had I hit my head so hard against the concrete floor during my fall that I was now seeing things?"Oh thank Goodness, you're awake Katherine!" Rachel gushed, immediately standing up from her seat and throwing her arms around me in a hug. I noted that Katie was also here too. Off course she would, she was the one who most likely brought me here. But what about Dad and Rachel? Wha
Katherine Thornes: I was later discharged and asked to go home, Katie drove me home and took care of me before leaving. She cooked some food and we ate and watched some movies before it started getting late and she had to get home. Katie bid farewell and left. I was feeling quite lonely after Katie had left and it was sometime in between my boredom, I realized that I hadn't met with Alexander yet and thanked him for all he did for me.For caring for me. And for that note of encouragement, I really needed it. I stepped out of my house and went to his apartment, I knocked on it and waited for a response. I remembered I still owed him a date, and a kiss too. It made me feel nervous, excited, and scared at the same time. I knew he would talk about it the moment he opened the door. But he never did. I knocked on the door again and didn't get a response. It was almost nine pm, and I wondered why he wasn't home. But then again, it's Alex we're talking about here — he's most like
Katherine Thrones The next that followed was me crashing and landing on the soft grass and a larger body fell on top of me, the weight was crushing — the weight of a jock, an athletic. Alex's weight. Alex saved me. Holy Shit! Alex saved me! And he's right here in front of my mother's house on top of me! My mother would freak out and get angrier than she already is right now! I quickly pushed Alex off me and got up at the same speed, my eyes spiraling to the door to affirming my thoughts that my mother was standing there angrily, ready to pounce on me and Alex too. He was the reason I was failing apparently, she hated him and the mere concept of him. And seeing him here right now would make her flip!But on the contrary, my mother wasn't there. The door was shut. I looked around to check if she had switched positions but she was nowhere around. After comparing me to my father, she must've angrily gone back into the house and thankfully didn't witness what had just happened now.
Alexander Walters Katherine continued crying, and I let her be and decided not to stop her. I wanted her to empty the content of whatever was bothering her and I didn't want to pry or ask any questions about it. But I knew that all wasn't good. So we drove in silence — except for her sobbing sounds and sniffling that was heard, and suddenly stopped. I looked to see that she had fallen asleep, and I think I've said before that watching Katherine sleep was one of my favorite activities in the world. She always looked so peaceful so at rest and undisturbed. It started to rain, not too heavily though, and we were almost home. She needed her rest, today had been a long day for her, and maybe eat too, I don't know if she's had anything to eat ever since. "Alex…" I heard her call my name and I was snapped out of my thoughts. I thought she was asleep. I faced her, her eyes were barely open and they looked so puffy and red from her crying. "What's up?" "I want us to go drinking." She st
KATHERINE THORNE The feel of sun rays touching my skin was what made me come awake, and my eyes fluttered open. Immediately they did, an overwhelming headache ravaged my senses. I felt my forehead and the beads of sweat that lined it stained the back of my hand—I was having a fever, and my temperature was high. I observed my environment now and found out that I was in Alexander's bedroom again and then instantly, the memories of last night came flooding back. How I had flimsily thrown myself at Alexander, and kissed him. A pang of guilt and disgust at myself gripped my heart, I had let down my guard and broken down my walls. I threw away my self–respect and shamelessly kissed him. All because I was intoxicated. I'm never taking alcohol again. And I mean it this time. Just then, the door opened and Alexander came into the room. I was startled by his sudden presence and I also felt an awkward wave engulf me as he came in. I knew my cheeks were stained red with embarrassment and I w