Chapter 240: Chapter 240
- HAZEL -
I let out a sigh, sat at the end of my bed, unable to sleep. My mind is my worst enemy and I’ve accepted to let it torment me while looking for counter measures, of course. It’s nothing you don’t already know, I’m still looking for a way to reveal the secret that may cause the next big bang.
I stretch my hand to the opposite shoulder, squeeze slightly then gently move my shoulder backwards and forward in a slow, controlled manner to massage my arm. It hurts but only slightly. Sometimes, minor aches like these makes me remember that I survived a gunshot.
A knock on my door pushes my attention to it. No males are in the house. Even the servants here are females so I don’t bother to ask who it is. “Come in.” I murmur then resume massaging my arm.
My door comes open and a familiar, flowery scent fills the air.
“Is that perfume or do you just scent naturally good?” I ask, smiling at the person.
“It’s my body oil, but yes, I spray a teeny bit of perfume at night.” Kate responds.
I roll my eyes. “You’re crazy.”
“A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.” She comes closer and winks at me. “Especially if she wants to be inviting for any act at such ungodly hours.”
If I wasn’t so fatigued, I would’ve thrown a pillow at her but I laugh instead. Kate sits by my side on the bed. I have to admit, her scent is divine. I close my eyes slightly as I inhale. “I’m no better than a man.” I tease. “I would eat you out if I had to.”
She pulls away from me slightly, adjusting to leave some distance between us. “No homo, I’m straight.” She says with a raised brow. It doesn’t take a few seconds to have us both laughing.
Once the laughter dies down, I ask what’s on my mind. “Why are you up so early in the morning? Can’t sleep?”
Kate nods.
“Well that’s something we have in common.”
“Now, it’s way more relaxing.” She reaches her hand up to rest on her chest, her palm wide open. “I love it when others share in my misery.” Her voice is forged to be dramatic.
I give her a smug grin. “Me too.” Now it’s dead quiet between us. Kate draws her eyes to my bed.
“Did Liam give you that?” She asks, pointing behind me. I turn my head slightly backwards. I nod, almost hesitant.
“Yeah.” I respond.
She scoffs. “Killian needs to learn a few things from his brother.”
I immediately feel awful. Liam left me with nothing, Killian did all of these for me and he didn’t even do anything for her. I chuckle weirdly, unable to think of a way to respond to that.
“Has he-“ I mumble, trying to muster the words. “Does he-,” I clear my throat. “Touch you now?” I ask.
Kate glares at the bed for quite a while before shaking her head. “Not in that way.” She says. “I’m beginning to think that I am the problem.” She lets out a sigh. I want to grab her by the arm and tell her that she’s not. I want to rant to her about how he’s the asshole and how anyone would die for her but how can I when the person she’s engaged to and wants the most does the things he doesn’t do to her to me?
How do I motivate someone when I could be the major reason for her misery? Whenever they’re together, one would say the love is apparent with the way he lets her hold him and does what she wants but when you look deep enough, you’d notice the scarcity of affection.
Or maybe I’m overthinking it. Maybe he just loves her in a different way. A non-sexual way. Or maybe he just passes all his urges to me and if that’s the case, I don’t know what to feel about that. I should be offended. But how can I when he tastes so good? When my body is already accustomed to that sinful touch of his.
I let out a sigh, bracing myself to do the one thing that has been on my mind all day. I think I should tell her. Whatever may be after now, may be but I cannot keep letting her feel like she’s not enough. I’d rather she hates me than hate herself. This thought doesn’t make me any less of a bad person but honestly, if there was another way around this, I would take it.
I don’t wish I never met Killian, I wish he was never engaged to her and this already makes me a horrible person. I wish she was with someone else. I let out another sigh. I may not have a place to sleep in tonight once I reveal this secret to her. Maybe it’ll be well deserved in my case.
“Kate, there is something I think you should know. Something important.” I start. This conversation seemed way better in my head.
“Okay, what?” She asks. Curiosity is obvious in her tone. My palm suddenly feels sweaty.
“I’m in a relationship with some-“ My phone blares out loudly, making me scream. The main reason for the scream is the fact that my heart was pounding so hard against my ribcage and it seemed like I was choked out of air while saying that.
But what the heck is that ringtone?! And why on earth does my phone choose to interrupt me now that I’ve mustered up the courage to speak?!
I grab my cell and press the volume button to silence the chime without looking at my phone screen to see the caller ID.
“Girl, you have to change that ringtone.” Kate blurts out. Haha, you don’t have to tell me twice.
I brace myself a second time to speak when it blares out again, even louder. I cut the call. The caller calls again. This time, I look at the screen to see an unknown number.
I hang up. The person calls. I hang up again. The person calls again.
At this point, this person is asking for a beating. I pick my phone up and the first thing I do when my phone is to my ears is yell. “WHAT?!”
My ego suddenly shrinks at the sound of the voice that blares from the other end. “Mom, how are you?” I ask, my tone respectful and low. I look back at Kate and mouth her a few words. She gets the hint and leaves my room. I let out a sigh. I have to look for another opportunity to talk to her when we’re alone.
“I can’t speak much angel, but check your phone, I sent you a text.” My mom says before hanging up. I have so many questions. Questions like:
Why is she calling me through another line and why is there urgency in her tone but I can’t ask her anyway even if I wanted to. She already hung up. I lower my phone to my face to look at the screen. I have a text alright from an unknown server. The text is a location to a certain place.
‘Don’t go back home when you leave her place. Come here instead.
- Mom.’
Is added to the location.
I reread this for a second time to be sure I wasn’t mistaken. I’m not. Now I have another question but I bottle it in. I don’t know if I should respond to this. I look down at my screen. I can’t even if I wanted to. Receiver end message option is disabled.
I drop my phone, trying not to overthink. This is certainly odd but I can do nothing but comply.