CHAPTER 30
Emeliano's pov
I knew of a word called jealousy, I've felt it before, and trust me when I say it wasn't compared to what I was feeling right now. Watching Rebecca wrap her arms and press bodies with another guy, was tearing my brain into pieces, and it's not even because I like her or anything, it was because that man was Mason, her cheater ass of a boyfriend.
Okay, maybe he didn't exactly cheat, but he was seeing that bitchendra while he was in a relationship with Rebecca, you might be wondering how I know this... Well, I had my sources look up on him the moment I found out that Rebecca was in a relationship.
I planned on telling her but, for some reasons, I couldn't bring myself to tell her anything about her boyfriend's escapade.
But I give it a second or two, she'll find out and she'll be broken, just like I was, just like her sister did to me... I wonder how she'll react; will she cry? Slap him, I'm betting to see that one happen. Scream at him? Punch his so called girlfriend or fiancee whatever? Or run to my arms for comfort? Not happening.
In all, I couldn't wait to see how all this turns out, more like, I couldn't wait to see her leave that bastard alone.
But the most important question is, Why do I feel the insane urge to just go over there and punch that guy faceless? Was it because I hated the fact that he was a cheater? Was it the fact that Rebecca's about to go through something that I went through? Something horrible? Or was it because I would rather have anything in the world than to see Rebecca cry? Or was it because of something else entirely?
Why can't I help but think that I'm falling in my trap? I mean, apparently, Rebecca isn't affected by Anything I do anymore, so- what is the need of keeping her here? For all I know, Rafael doesn't care about her, cause if he did, he would have showed his face... Maybe all this was pointless after all.
I can't start having these insane feelings and thoughts about Rebecca, no... It was wrong, it wasn't part of the plan, I don't want to ever get hurt again, and that too by the same family...
Wouldn't it be better to put an end to this madness? To save Rebecca and myself from the trouble I was putting us in?
Would it?
____
Rebecca's pov
Breaking the surprisingly awkward hug, I looked up at Mason with a smile that was nothing close to a real smile, I could see the obvious paint of guilt in his eyes and maybe that was the reason why he couldn't quite maintain eye contact with me.
"What are you doing here? I mean, I'm shocked to see you here? How did you find me?" I asked.
"Actually, we weren't looking for you." the lady who was now holding on to Mason's arm like her life depended on it, decided to make her presence known.
My eyes swept over to her direction, she was really pretty with curly black waves and big doe brown eyes. Would it be safe to say that she also had the shape of an hour glass... Now, the question here is
"And you are?" I asked her.
She smiled, looking up at a very guilty looking Mason. "I think my Mason would be glad to answer that question, answer her Mason." She grinned up at him, showing her perfectly set and white teeth.
"Mason?" My gaze shifted back to him, awaiting his reply... Which I'm pretty sure I would not like, very much.
"Becca, she's Kendra, my- my fiancee." He finally let out.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I caught Kendra wiggling her fingers so I could see the ring on it, my mouth suddenly went dry, and I think that was because my heart was no longer in its right position, it had fallen low to the pit of my stomach, contacting with each rib as it fell.
"We're engaged." Kendra beamed.
Looking up at Mason, I decided to speak up... "Your fiancee? But- I don't understand- there has to be an explanation, right?" I asked him, making sure to keep my voice at a normal level.
"My parents, they wanted to take the business to the next level, it came with this," he motioned towards Kendra who didn't look fazed by the tone he used on her, she was busy studying me in hopes to get a reaction. "I knew about it few weeks before you travelled down here. I'm really sorry Becca."
"Why didn't you tell me anything?" I asked, surprisingly cool with everything, and that was really weird, because I love Mason right? I should be angry and all up in tears, but no I wasn't, even though the feeling wasn't something I liked, it was containable.
"I didn't want to break your heart Becca, I thought I could get myself out of it- but I don't think that's possible."
"Were you ever planning on telling me?" I asked him.
"Of course, I tried to call you a thousand times when you left New York, but I couldn't reach you, your mom couldn't reach you either."
I exhaled, feeling my breathing go abnormal. "Is that why you're here?"
"Part of it... Kendra wanted to invite some of her friends for the wedding, I only agreed to come with, hoping to see you here." He said, looking really sincere with everything that came out of his mouth.
"Now that you've seen her, can we go? My friends are waiting." Kendra grunted.
Ignoring her, Mason turned to me. "I really am sorry Becca, I wish there was something I could do... I never meant to hurt you like this."
I managed a smile, trying to keep my cheerful character in check. "It's okay, I'm totally okay with it- very, very okay... You don't have to worry at all... Really, why wouldn't I be okay with it," I gave a nervous laughing sound after each sentence. "When is the wedding?"
"A week from now." Kendra chirped.
I couldn't help but let my eyes go wide. "A week? Like, a week from now?"
"Yes." Mason answered.
"Wow, that's- that's awesome- no sorry uh-" another nervous chuckle. " It's fast, great... Um, uh- congratulations, I guess..."
Breath in, breath out.
"Anyway, I'll be glad to have you at the wedding." Kendra grinned.
"Oh, I'd love to come too, it's just, I'm pretty caught up with something right now...More like held down with something- but I would have love to come. For real." I said, sounding almost too happy.
"Are you sure you're okay with it?"
"Of course, go ahead... Do your thing, it's- it's totally fine by me." I smiled, trying so hard to make it reach my eyes.
"Alright then... Mason come on, my friends are waiting." Kendra pulled at his arm.
Mason gave me a look.
"Go on... Don't keep her friends waiting- it's not really nice to keep people waiting..."
With a small nod and a sympathetic look, Mason and Kendra walked away from me. Shutting my eyes briefly, I made my way back to Emeliano's direction.
"Come on," I said, walking pass him to the direction of his car... "I'm no longer up for a drive, take me back to prison." I muttered without sparing him a second glance.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
