Kathleen's pov.
"The cab just dropped me off, I'm climbing up to his apartment.."
"I'm happy you've arrived. Make sure you eat and take your pills. I put some in your handbag, hm?." My best friend Noelle said and I sighed.
"You're such a sweetheart, Noelle." I said, smiling. When I looked up at the front door, I said, "Okay, I have got to go. Take care of yourself." I ended the call and knocked lightly on the door.
I was surprised to see his door creaking open. How could he make such a mistake, huh? I grabbed the doorknob and pushed my bag in.
I was met with a bra hanging on the cushion, a woman's bag on the couch, and a man's tie at the edge of his stairs.
Okay, what's going on? I remembered yesterday that we spoke, and he didn't mention his sister coming back from London.
As I walked up the stairs, I could hear a loud moaning from his room. I followed the trail of littered clothes on the stairs to Noah's room.
I slowly opened the room and what hit me next made my mouth hang. Noah was banging a lady against the headboard in his bedroom, not just a lady but his fucking sister. I was still trying to get out of my shocked state when he turned,
"Jesus, Kat." He shouted and quickly grabbed a pillow to cover his nudity.
Tears were rolling down my eyes. Oh, I didn't want to cry in front of them. I sniffed and glared at both of them.
He started, "I…can explain…" I waved my hand in the air to keep him shut. "There's nothing to explain." I looked at his sister and then back at him, "Enjoy yourself."
Running down the stairs and carrying my luggage out of the house, I could hear him yelling my name from behind.
Luckily enough, a cab man pulled in front of me, I pushed my luggage in and climbed into the backseat. I turned to see Noah running out with a boxer on.
"Get me out of here!" I yelled at the cab man, who quickly drove off.
My tears were rushing non-stop throughout the drive. My thoughts rushing in and out, I clung to my heart as my mind kept replaying her moans, the way he banged her in his fucking room. He betrayed me, he lied to me and I fell for it. I hate him for his lies, I hate him for all he did to me. I hate him for all the pain he caused me.
"Ma'am, ahem..." The driver cleared his throat, breaking into my thoughts, "You didn't tell me where to drop you." The cab man was peeking at me from the rearview mirror.
"Bengaluru Airport.."
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Once on the plane, I couldn't seem to calm myself as much as I tried. A sixteen-hour flight to Seattle was the last thing I wanted to do on a bad day like this. I needed somewhere to cool my head or get a drink to relieve me of the nightmare.
Who would believe I had taken a surprise visit to see my boyfriend in India? That I gave up my time and energy to travel such a long distance to see my nightmare?
Having met with a more surprising package than I could ever imagine. He told me he was his sister. Have they been fucking all along? They should both go to hell. They are really disgusting.
But then, what do I tell Noelle? That the very one person I boasted of and given accolades of having a longer relationship with was cheating behind my back. I can't even let myself tell her that he cheated. I can't. She would end up ranting about how right she had been.
As I sat gazing endlessly through the window, waiting for the plane to take off, a deep male monotone voice tucked me out of my thoughts. I turned away to see crystal blue-piercing cold eyes looking at me.
"Any problem?" I asked the young man who had interrupted me.
"Miss. Could you please do me a favor by letting me sit beside the window?"
I looked at him strangely. As polite as he was, I couldn't bring myself to sit elsewhere.
"No."
I replied flatly and turned back to the window.
"Please?" He begged, and I snapped my head at him to bug off, but his beautiful sapphire eyes were pleading. I grabbed my handbag without a word and did as he pleaded.
~SHORTLY AFTER THE PLANE HAD TAKEN OFF.
I still couldn't stop thinking about Noah. How could he promise to marry me and end up breaking my heart? I've decided not to tell Noelle about him. Yes I can't.
I hit my head on the seat and closed my eyes. The plane was quiet, and my neighbor was sleeping. Most of the passengers were.
I heard my neighbor moaning in his sleep. I found it strange, but didn't open my eyes, but the noise from him intensified.
I slowly pecked at him, his eyes twitched, and he was frowning deeply, he looked like he was having a bad dream.
Fear clouded his face and he was shaking visibly. I ignored him and shut my eyes. But the way he was shaking right now, made me want to hold him. I watched him for a moment, and then slowly locked his hand with mine. His hand was soft and warm, it seemed to have worked as I could see his face was gradually coming back to normal and the noise dying down slowly.
He tensed up again but relaxed back on his seat. A few of the passengers were at this time stealing glances at us, but I tried to put up a smile, he snuggled his head up to my shoulder and finally slept off.
I seemed to put him at ease.
I tried to stay awake but couldn't. I was suddenly feeling the urge to pee. I sat up, looked at the sleeping man over my shoulder and quietly pushed his head back on his seat, stood up, and started walking through the aisle.
The flight attendant noticed my movement and stood up. "Any problem, miss?" She asked, calmly.
"Oh yes. I'm looking for a restroom." I replied to her.
She smiled and led me into the small toilet. She drew back the blue curtain while I pulled down my pants and quickly released my urine.
I cleaned up and flushed the toilet, just as I was zipping my jeans up, I noticed someone walking into the toilet, but before I could turn, his hands wrapped around my waist, touching the bare skin of my stomach, where my shirt had ridden up, feeling it could be a stalker, I jumped up, but the hands tightened around me.
"A little while please." I heard a low voice whisper into my ear. I could feel his warm breath through my ear. I let my eyes close as I basked in the feeling of his arms around me.
"I woke up immediately you left me." He mumbled. Hearing this from him, I snapped my head to look next to me, feeling my eyes widen as I looked at the man holding me.
He was absolutely breathtaking, he was quite large, looking almost comical in the tiny space in the toilet. His muscles strained against his black shirt and blue jeans, telling me that he must spend quite a lot in the gym. He had chocolate brown hair, and dark blue eyes that drew me in and a jaw that could cut through paper. His lips were luscious and full, and I found myself unconsciously leaning in, imagining what my lips would feel like in his.And then it clicked instantly, a stranger I just met a few minutes ago was holding me from behind like we were lovers. I pushed him away, not too hard, and walked off the toilet embarrassedly. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." I said to myself when I got back to my seat. I placed my hands on my face to try to cool down my burning cheeks,What was I thinking? A few minutes back, I was sulking over my boyfriend's betrayal and here I am, letting another man touch me. I shut my eyes and growled deeply, trying to push out the thought that I ha
I woke up with a slight headache and blearily stared blankly at the female figure in front of me. I knew right away it was Noelle. "Elle," I mumbled. The sweet fragrance coming from her made me scrutinize her very well. She was putting on a blue jumpsuit and her blue barrel bag was on top of the bed. "Before I leave the house, I want to ask you a few questions…" She started, and I knew what she wanted to say, I shook my head at her to continue."Why are you back suddenly?" Oops, here we go. "He wasn't around when I came. I called, and he said he was going on a trip. He didn't leave a key behind, and he said the trip was going to take longer than expected." I lied smoothly. She pouted her lips, not believing me, "And all the time you both spoke the day before yesterday, he didn't tell you?." She asked, looking at me skeptically. "Why am I not convinced?." She questioned me. I swallowed a big lump of spit and turned to the other side. I heard her stand up to her feet, "I won't pu
He's good with words. It kept resounding in my mind. For a minute, it made me forget Noah's betrayal. I didn't know I was this tipsy until I found myself staggering into the toilet, with my eyes blurrily searching for the toilet. I was able to get into the female bathroom and pee the drink into the toilet. I flushed and staggered to the front mirror to check myself out. I slid the tap and squashed water onto my face. I opened my purse and took out my hankie to dab my face. When I looked up, I saw a man standing beside me with an ugly smile in the mirror. My eyes were twitching to see if I wasn't hallucinating. It was when his cold hands grabbed me from behind that I struggled and was able to push him off me. Even in my drunk state, I could notice he was drunk too. I watched him stand up to his feet and dash towards me. I weakly tried to shove him off, but he was damn strong. He gripped me from behind and pushed me to the wall, tracing kisses over my body. I yelped, disgusted at th
I woke up with a terrible hangover. I was on a bed, in an unfamiliar room. I sat up on the bed, groaning with a severe tumbling in my head. Everything that happened on the last day suddenly came flooding back to me. The bar, drinking with a guy, excessively bragging about how I drank in high school, and stupidly consuming the six shots of sangria. In the toilet, the way that man almost raped me, gosh…someone tried to rape me, yeah…a guy saved me. I looked around and gasped when I saw my black lingerie dangling over a couch. I panicked for a second. Oh God! Had I slept with that man? Oh my God. Then it hit me, staggering over that door and popping my head into his bathroom, and giggling like an idiot. What other stupid things have I done with this man?My purse was beside my underthings and my dress was on top of the couch. It almost choked me, I couldn't remember it all. I didn't want to see more, only my mind was doing things right now. Showering, touching, kisses. I had sex with
...........Next Day."She said, get out and never come back," I replied. Noelle raised her brows and scoffed. "Like I care, huh." She said and I shrugged. We were huddled at our table in the cafeteria. I had gone to my workplace and was shocked when Mrs. Marcel wouldn't let me back after all my pleas to continue. I sipped my coffee and dropped the mug on the table. "We need the money, you know." She shook her head. "I can always ask my parents", she responded."Aren't you big for that? Gosh!, you got to quit that gig and start a reasonable job." I said and she rolled her eyes at me. I huffed and looked up. Two cute guys walked into the café and my memory recoiled at the familiar brown hair and body-built statue. My eyes widened when I remembered him, and I gasped. "Are you okay? Is everything fine?" Noelle asked and looked back. She gasped and turned to look at me. "They're fucking handsome." She squealed. I hit her on her arm and she winced, "Oww!! What's that for?""Stop dr
"She didn't take her pills with her.""Ooh OK." A deep male voice replied to her.I heard voices in the background. I could only pinpoint Elle's voice and the male, I do not know."Why is she taking pills?" The male asked her. She only coughed lightly."Ssh.are you trying to wake her up?" She asked all of a sudden. I knew she was trying to avoid that question."You all are," I muttered, not yet ready to open my eyes."We're sorry!" they whispered together."No use apologizing now." I slowly opened my eyes and sat up. Elle stood with her hand akimbo, and I looked at the male. My eyes grew wide when I saw him, "What for fuck sake are you doing here?" I yelled. My head ached at the way I shouted at him.I winced."I thought you said you were her friend, and you saved her," Noelle said, sitting on the bed. I looked up at her, "Yes, he saved me, but friends, I do not…""Stop talking baby,"She cut me off. "I'll go make your favorite tea, hm." She added and left.I looked at him, "Are you st
I walked the route, taking drinks to the people on the raised platform of the club where couches and coffee tables were. It was more like a lounge on that raised platform than anything else-in my opinion. Once I dropped their drinks, I turned and raced back to my bar stool. The club may have been busy, but there wasn't much demand for drinks. I watched the swaying forms on the dance floor, giving it my best effort not to stare at my stalker who had given himself the work of sitting in any corner of the bar while I served the customers. He's been doing that since I last had an attack on my way home. He was stubborn and strange. Once, when it was 5pm in the evening, he would occupy a seat and order one thing or the other. The way he usually stared at me as I served the customers, would make me feel awkward and strange. I would sometimes try not to act clumsy while dropping the drinks on their tables. I had stepped up to him and asked him to leave me alone, but he only told me that h
"Good morning, Kat." A cheerful voice greeted me. I looked up to the doorway and saw Noelle smiling at me, carrying a tray of pancakes. Grinning, I waved at her, "Good morning, Elle." "Do you want some pancakes? I made it myself." She told me proudly, I smiled and sat up on the bed. "Okay…" She walked further into the room and sat on the bed. I picked one of the pancakes and took a bite. "Humm…" Shaking my head, "It's really tasty." She giggled, "Right?" "100%," I replied and smiled while chewing it quietly. Then, she looked like she wanted to say something. "What's it? You look distant." I said. She nodded, "You know, hm. My mom is out of cash, and we've run out of cash lately. Can you give me some money? And I'll pay you back, I promise." I dropped the pancake and looked at her. "I spoke to your mom yesterday, and she did not tell me this…" I said, eying her closely."Ah…she called me last night, while you were at work," Elle replied. Lying bitch.I'm like a daughter to M