Mending Her Broken Heart

Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Nuisance

It's been three weeks now since I set foot here in Vegas. 9 days more and it's my first month here. I've been paying a real pricey amount for my presidential suite since day one. But I don't care. I'm enjoying my stay and my clothing brand's doing very fine without me. So, I'll stay until I don't want to. And also, I'm enjoying the current purpose of my existence.

Being a terrible nuisance for Clara.

That's the current purpose of my existence and I'm enjoying every bit of it.

This week, I've been meeting her at the fountain. Twice a day, sometimes only once, and sometimes Penelope would give me the 'go signal' to meet her. The fountain became our rendezvous. And now, I'm used at watching the fountain show every night. She's always mesmerized and then she'll get mad right after because she'll remember that I'm beside her praising every feature of her gorgeous face. Everytime that I'm with her, she's always mad and annoyed just like always. But I didn't bother to leave her alone because I like the feeling of being around her.

Her presence is so precious for me and the reason why is nowhere to be found.

Sometimes, I feel like she needs me. I feel like she needs someone to release her emotions with. She has Penelope and some other friends but they don't seem to make her feel okay even for just a minute. I mean, maybe they can and maybe Clara just wants to be alone. But darn it, I don't want Clara to be alone. Everytime that she's alone, she's embracing the heartbreak more. And that's when the crying session starts. And for this week, I witnessed every session.

Every tear that comes out from her eyes are little pinch that my heart feels. I can't watch her breakdown again and again. It makes me feel heavy and it makes me feel like there's no way out for her to escape that heartbreak. But even though she's still stuck in that phase, I stayed and made her feel annoyed of my presence. I rather witness her annoyed because of my presence than watching her cry because of Ivan who's unbothered by the absence of this angel in his life.

It makes me angry.

It makes me mad.

And it annoys me.

How dare him. Where did he f*****g get the guts to hurt Clara? He's a stupid imbecile that every coy lady wants. What the hell do they see in Ivan that made them fall again and again?

I bet they can't help it. Even an independent and hardworking woman like Clara fell. He'd probably used something to make her fall in love.

Fuck him. Send him to the depths of hell. He deserves to be there for he had sinned and pained my angel in a very unreasonable way.

"And now, it's time to introduce our special guest..."

The TV show's host announced as the audience cheered very loudly.

I'm sitting on the couch facing the TV as I take a sip from my coffee. I just woke up and remembered that Clara will be a special guest for this TV show. Penelope told me about it yesterday. So now, I'm sticking my eyes to the TV's screen to watch.

"Buenos días! ¿Cómo está?" That was the phrase that came out of Clara's mouth as she walked to the TV host. Clara knows how to speak Spanish. I already heard her speak using that language several times. She uses it everytime she complains about me and she wants me to not understand a thing. And that's very evil of her. I hate it.

"Hola! Muy bien! ¿Y usted?" The TV show's host responded. Clara said that she's doing very well and she's enjoying her stay here in Vegas. But I know better and I know what's behind that very wide smile that she's plastering in front of everybody.

The audience finally stopped from clapping and cheering when both Clara and the host sat down. Just like any other talking shows, there were sofas in the set. Clara was sitting on a sofa that faces the host's.

I continued drinking coffee as I watch them. They were talking about Clara's restaurant that keeps on rising everyday. They even complemented her works and efforts when it comes to serving people with gentle and such kindness.

"You look very amazing. You look blooming and radiant." The host stated. Yes. She looks very amazing. Blooming and radiant. Such an angel. Such a dream come true. She's only wearing a very simple white tiered dress but she made it look extremely elegant on her. Her blonde wavy hair was tied in a messy bun and there were some strands of her wavy hair that isn't tied together in the bun. It made her look more attractive.

Indeed an angel. A very worth-falling-for angel.

"Thank you! Wow. That's very nice of you to say." She said. Smiling from her seat. "Anyone behind that gorgeous outfit and face that we need to know?"

I spit out the coffee that I was about to drink. It made me cough for a couple of times.

I saw how Clara's eyes widened as she looks away smiling. My eyes did widened too when a photo of us appeared on the screen behind the sofas where Clara and the host are sitting.

I think, I know what the host meant.

The host's eyebrows were raised as she waits for Clara's response.

"Ahm," Clara pressed her lips together. "No one is behind this." She gestured her hand from her head down to her feet wearing nude stilettos. "No man is making me want to look like this. I mean, I'm trying to look presentable and pretty because of myself. Not because some man is trying to make me look like this. Well, maybe he can be one of the reasons—" Clara was cut off when the audience made some noise. Some shrieked, some shouted, and some screamed. And that was the reason why she ended up smiling instead and not finishing her statement.

It made me shake my head for a bit while biting my lower lip. It also made me laugh and it took me a long time to stop. She looks stuck.

Oh, God. I love talk shows like this. I can guarantee that I can watch this every day.

"We believe that that guy is one of the reasons. Isn't he?" I took a sip from my coffee when the host pointed the screen behind them with her finger. She pointed the screen that shows a picture of Clara and I. They captured a very good picture though. Clara was smiling and mesmerized by the fountain just like always. And me, on the other side, I was busy watching Clara and memorizing every detail of her face. We looked very good and like giving hints to people that there's really something between us.

We look cool.

We look in love.

Hmm, that sounds more agreeable.

In love. Aye!

Clara looked back to see the screen behind them. And it didn't even surprised her when she saw what was the host pointing with her finger.

Her smile remains.

"Geez." She chuckled, "We—you know," She laughed, "Oh, God. How am I going to say this?" She shook her head while laughing and she looks very pretty. Heaven to my eyes. I'm telling you. HEAVEN TO MY EYES! "Well, Schyler—" She laughed again when the audience started to make some noise after she uttered my name. She kept on laughing until the audience calmed down. The host was grinning while patiently waiting for Clara to finally say whatever she wants to say.

"Schyler," She cleared her throat. "He's a very good friend." I grinned. "You see, he's helping me to cope up and he's extremely good at it. I'm seriously going through something that shattered me in a very awful way." She licked her lips, "I don't want to share futher details about what I'm going through. I want to keep it private. I want to keep it only with the people that are close to me. Schyler," She looks away with a smile. "Well, he's handful. He's really annoying most of the times but he's bearable." Everyone in the talk show had let her talk. Everyone is listening attentively. The host, the audience, and the other people involved there. Even me. I'm listening because it's about me.

"I don't admit it, but he's helpful. And I want to be alone but he kept on bothering me. I don't find it feotial or mischievous. And I'm not saying that I don't want him to stick around because he's unpredictable. I'm going with the flow and letting him make me appreciate the current purpose of his presence. It's his choice to stick around. I already said he's a nuisance but it seems like hes not going to stop."

She paused for a bit. "It's fine—It's good. Schyler is a great and a helpful factor in my life. I don't know where this is going but I'm hoping that it'll be something undeniably beautiful. I badly got shattered. And there are some ways to mend me and Schyler is pulling me close to a way that can possibly fix me. He loves to talk with a lot of sense whenever I'm breaking down and I think that's worthwhile and that will help me to find an innocuous place."

The audience started to make some noise again. Shrieking as if it's the last time that they'll hear Clara talk about me. The host even looked like she's eating too much sweets and she can't handle how the sugar is affecting her. Clara had caused butterflies in everyone's stomach. And I'm enjoying how it feels. I'm grinning like a maniac and it's making me want to have Clara in my arms. I want to bury my face on her neck and plant small kisses there. I want to reward her with my lips on her skin. I want to kiss every inch of her. And I want it to happen now. Now!

Damn, Imorgen. You're going to make me lose my mind.

"So, that's the real score between you two? Only friendship?"

Clara shrugged her shoulders, "Hmm, I'm not really sure." She nervously laughed, "I'm not sure since I don't know what are his intentions. He really just came into my life without any warnings nor signs. He just came. That's it. He didn't said if he's up for a friendship or more than that. It's too blurry to tell." Clara smiled at the host after saying that she's not sure because of my untold intentions.

Well, my intentions are pure though. Even me, myself, doesn't know what I'm really up to. I just want to stick around her because I feel like I need to. I'm sticking and I'm staying. This might be something worthwhile. Let's see.

"You are so lucky Ms. Imorgen. I mean, he's a business icon and he's really good at keeping his clothing brand on track, always on top, and always ahead of its peers." Clara gave the TV show's host a genuine smile as her response. "Let's stop right there," The host laughed, "Thank you for clearing out the dating rumors. But now, you're going to show us how to cook the most and highly requested specialty of your restaurant. Is that right, Ms. Imorgen?"

Clara's face lit up, "Ooh, yes! Where are we going to cook that?"

The TV show's host stood up and Clara followed the host. Some staff members appeared and they guided her to a mini kitchen and she started cooking.

I watched every bit of it and saw how she cook with so much ease. I finished my coffee and placed the mug on the center table. I took hugged the throw pillow beside me as I continue watching Clara.

Sometimes, the host would throw a question at her and she'd answer it while doing something.

"Is Schyler Dael a special part of your life?"

Clara looked up to the camera. She stopped from chopping and she gave them her answer. "Maybe." Everyone made noise again. They kept on being noisy everytime my name is mentioned. And everytime my name is mentioned in the conversation, well, I smile nor end up grinning because I'm loving every little thing she's saying related to me. She's causing me butterflies and that's very unusual for a guy like me.

I finished watching the TV show with a wide smile on my lips. I took my phone and DMed Clara.

"I'm a very good friend, huh?" I sent. I left my phone on the couch and went to the shower room to bath.

After cleaning my body, I put on some clothes. Just a white tshirt paired with sweatpants. I went to the living room to check my phone. I wasn't expecting a reply from Clara since she doesn't really reply to my DMs.

But this time, it's different.

My eyes widened when I saw a reply.

"Open the door. Please, let me in."

With that, I rushed to the front door and opened it.

I saw Clara outside. Patiently waiting with her mascara ruined.

I heavily sighed, "What happened, blondie?"

Her teary and tired eyes met mine as they showed me emotions that can never be explained by millions of words.

My mouth opened to ask her if she was okay. But it was left half open when she ran into me and tightly hugged me.

She buried her face on my chest. She was shaking and she was sobbing. When I felt that my shirt got wet, I immediately knew that she was crying.

I rubbed her back when her sobs were made rapidly. "I'm here... I'm here. Cry it out, Clara. I'm not going to ask you what happened. Just... cry. Release those heavy emotions. I'm here. I'm not going to leave you."

She did. She cried it out. Her arms were wrapped around me as she continued crying while embracing me tightly. I wrapped my arms around her too and embraced her.

"He's now e-engaged, S-Schy." She sobbed, "It's t-tearing me apart. Again and again. I-I can't understand. Do I deserve this?"

"Shhh, no. No. You don't deserve this, Clara. No."

I caressed her face, "Everything's going to be fine. Let's forget that scumbag. Your tears are far more expensive to let it out because of that guy. Don't waste them. Please."

I looked into her eyes with tears flowing out of them as my lips formed a smile. "I promise, Clara. I promise that your heart will be mended. It'll function normally just like before and we're going to make the pain vanish."

I wiped her tears away with my thumb, "Trust me, Clara. I will mend your broken heart."

I swear on my mother's name...