All Chapters of Craving Mr. Cane: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

124 Chapters

Lion's Den

Austin The year that Sebastian passed away was a blurry one. I was hospitalized and mostly drugged for a week, the nurses told me. A cracked rib, lacerations, and so many stitches left me bed-bound right after the ordeal. When I went home, all traces of my brother were nowhere to be seen at the mansion. It’s like he was never even there in the first place. His room was emptied and locked. No pictures, all his belongings were just suddenly gone. Father and Mother were never the same again. If before they were nonchalant at best towards me, after Seb we were three strangers occupying the same house. They didn’t have to tell me that they blamed me for being the sole survivor of the kidnapping. Days, weeks even months went by without any conversation. They refused to look at me. Any exchange of words was in the form of the servants passing along messages. At some point, it was when all my scars weren’t fresh anymore, I think they realized I had to go back to school so they shipped me
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Love Sucks

He didn't come home. He said he'd come home to me but I was alone in bed when I woke up the next morning. I hurry over to the kitchen, maybe he's just having breakfast. I round the corner but he's not there. Charlie tails me as I check Austin’s gym and office. I even checked my old room. Nada, he's not here. They may have something important to talk about. His mother was a bit distraught. He might have needed to support her. I purse my lips, she’s not my favorite person and she’s a pain in the ass but she is still my boyfriend’s mother. I just wish she wouldn’t insult me all the time. I can only take so much. I drag my feet over back to the kitchen and give Charlie her kibbles. She whines and nudges my leg with her small snout. She doesn't scarf down her food immediately. She must be feeling my anxiety about her dad. "It's okay, baby, your dad will be home any minute now," I assure her while massaging her ear. "We'll just wait for him, okay?" I clutch my stomach. The feeling o
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Too Good At Goodbyes

I drifted in and out of sleep until I couldn't fool myself anymore that I would get any shut-eye. The sun hadn't risen as I tip-toed toward his room. All is quiet, his sheets haven't been disturbed from the last time we slept on it. Kitchen, living room, gym. Nowhere to be found. It's the third day that I have repeated this search routine. Is this how it's going to be from now on? After one visit to his mother, the boyfriend I fell in love with and just spent a wonderful weekend with, disappeared without a care in the world. The cabin getaway wasn’t even long ago and I feel like he’s slipping away. I head straight to his coffee machine. My mood requires two shots of espresso and tons of sugar. I dump the remaining milk from the carton into my swirling concoction. Is this going to be my fate now? Will I always wait and search for him? I'm still holding onto hope that this was a doozie. Maybe he was just busy. Sometimes people are just going through shit. How many times have I
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When The Walls Come Crashing Down

Yes, I went through another night of straining my ears for any footsteps in the corridor or his door opening and closing but nothing. Just pure silence. I went through the motions this morning. Routine check. Coffee. Sulking on the kitchen island while I stare miserably at my breakfast. I won’t lie, even if my plan was ironed out last night, I’m still holding out hope this morning. He might still come in from that door with his usual swagger, hug me, or even just a simple ‘hey’ would suffice, if I’m being honest. Just anything would be better than this radio silence. It’s killing me, he’s a few steps away most of the day and yet he chooses this distance. What have I done? Am I that repellant? I scoff. Not this again. My appetite has completely gone and I head to my room. Somehow it feels wrong to wear any of the clothes he bought me. I change into my own clothes after I shower and chuck some of my stuff in my backpack. If I’m leaving, I need to sort my things out immediately
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Tilted

Austin - 4 days ago - The world is spinning. I clutch my temples. The throbbing intensified as I attempted to move. The floor is tilting, constantly shifting. I reach out to steady myself. I know it will get worse when I open my eyes so I keep them closed. I haven’t been this hungover in a while. It’s definitely disorienting. I blink my eyes and even my thoughts come in choppy. It’s dark. Very dark. And cold. Once my eyes have adjusted to the darkness, I try to get my senses in order. I know I’m in bed. The sheets are cold and soft. I try to feel around but the pounding in my head is not letting up. Every movement fucking hurts. With all my remaining energy, I sit up and immediately, my world is tilting. I grasp onto the fluffy duvet. It’s my only lifeline while everything else is spinning. Oh, I’m in my room. My old room. I clutch my head and bow down, resting my throbbing forehead on my knees. Wishing this migraine to go away. The mounds of pillows and mountains
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I'm Not The Only One

I exhaled sharply. He might as well have punched me in the gut. I stumbled back. A step then another. “No, no, no…” I mumbled. Shaking my head. He motioned to get up. I stop him with a raised hand. He sat back down. I must have heard wrong. I glance back at him. Searching his face for confirmation. Maybe I misheard him. No, he wouldn’t do that. “You… you won’t,” I tell him. He grimaced. “That’s not true,” I tried to convince myself. “I am so…” he started. But I didn’t let him finish. I ran out the door. I grabbed my things and high-tailed it out of that damned place. I had a split second before I chose to stop by the penthouse first. Pressing the button in the elevator, I see my hand shaking reflected on the wall mirror. I promised Charlotte I’d see her, I don’t break my promises, unlike some people. I dig my hands in my pockets, determined to not cry hysterically in public. Reaching the door, she immediately jumps on me. “Hi, hi, baby,” I clutch onto the puppy. “L
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Stupid In Love

I took a day off. In the middle of the week, and the first time for me, I took it. I pride myself in reporting to work no matter what, even if I’m bloodied and half alive, best believe that I need the salary that much that I would power through. He knows that. He knows that I will come to work whatever the case. But this time, this time I just can’t. I physically would not be able to. After bawling my eyes out with my mom, I relocated my misery to my designated area and wept like a baby in my room. Poor Charlotte had to take the brunt of my suffering by trying everything in order to comfort me. The puppy resorted to placing herself on my chest and licking all the tears. She was that determined but she finally got knocked out around sunrise. I just could not sleep, all these scenarios in my head kept on playing. How did he cheat on me, where, and how many times? Did he love it? It’s maddening. I’m exhausted from crying for the past few days and I just don’t have the wherewi
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What Goes Around... Comes Around

Austin I watch her back out of the room. I was up and striding toward her a second after but she managed to run away. “God fucking damn it!” I cursed and held the door open as she frantically pushed the elevator button. I step into the corridor and if I run, I know I can stop her but should I? I have no qualms about groveling at this point. I really don’t, but does she deserve my pathetic excuses? Will I just hurt her more by pushing myself on her when clearly, I’m not good for her? The elevator door slides close as the woman I love slips away from me. No amount of work can distract me from what happened. The ever-growing guilt swirling around in my stomach makes me head toward my mini bar in my office. I unscrew the bottle of my most potent liquor and drink straight from it. Maybe if I drown myself with enough of it, I can forget the things I did to her. Even for just a few seconds. As the liquor touches my tongue, I know this isn’t the way. This led to me cheating
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Can't Stay Away

Austin - 1 month later - She’s surrounded by her friends. A smile followed by laughter. A quirk of my lips in response to the joy blatantly on her face. I divert my attention back to the company’s clients who joined us. “Splendid, charity events are my favorite,” Mark commented beside his wife Alice. “No one forced you to be here,” I told him. “She did,” Mark motioned to his wife. “Would’ve loved to see my god-daughter instead of you,” I said. “Ouch, why are you so snippy?” he said. “Is this because of your ‘assistant’?” Alice asked, looking around, “You’re not flirting with her and you’re not glued to her side, what happened?” “We’re not together anymore,” I mumbled. “Oh, that explains why you’re sulking back here and staring at her all the way over there,” Alice nodded to Olivia’s table where she was having fun with her friends. “He cheated on the girl,” Tommy inserts himself into the conversation. “I gave him a black eye for it,” he said proudly. “Thanks,” I said sar
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When The Dam Bursts

The moment I saw him again after the betrayal, I split my day in two. The first half includes work and the second features moping around at home. The former entails pretending he doesn’t exist. The latter involves melancholic thoughts and late-night nostalgia. Both are misery-inducing. But I’ve gotten used to the numbness whenever I’m at the office. I’ve barricaded myself at my desk and nothing and no one can ever hurt me again. This personal bubble is admittedly delicate but it’s something that keeps me going. I simply refuse to handle pain at work. Period, no excuses whatsoever. Even if the man of my dreams is just beyond that door in front of me. Even if I see him every day. Not lovers nor friends. A little bit more than strangers, definitely colleagues. I shake my head, this concludes my slip-up for the day. There’s no peeking at the past or thinking about him on a personal level. Strictly, he’s Mr. Cane. Nothing more. I bury myself in work yet again. One thing the breakup ha
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