Slaves of Unforgotten Past

THE PAST

THE PAST

CHAPTER FIVE

As we were walking heading to Troy's father's grave, he and my parents were busy talking, leaving me behind. I could say that I am currently fifteen steps away from them and I could not hear what they were talking about.

And there were instances as well that I captured Troy giving me a deadly glare.

I am completely clueless as to why he's been acting hostile toward me. I did him no wrong and besides, he should be kind and good to me since I am not just a random visitor but his soon-to-be wife.

Aish! My head is aching for this guy!

I rolled my eyes inwardly.

But wait! Something's off.

Could it be that my parents are badmouthing me? Are they sharing stupid and embarrassing stories about me with Troy?

Ahhh! No, it can't be!

I should be near them. I need to know what they are talking about. Hope they are not spouting nonsense about me to my future husband.

I deeply love my parents but they can't be trusted sometimes because they are so proud to share embarrassing stories about me.

Anyway, since I am a bit far away from them, I took big strides to lessen the gap, enough for me to hear what they were talking about.

As I was a few steps away from them, enough for me to hear them talking, I was a bit disappointed and saddened by the truth.

All my expectations were crushed because they were not talking about me. They are talking about people whose names I don't recognize.

I bet they are still talking about the past because Troy's brother's name was mentioned.

'Shawn?' I thought inwardly. It somehow sounds familiar to me. I don't know why but hearing Troy's brother's name brings pain in my heart.

As we were still walking, I clasped my chest since it suddenly felt heavy inside.

I stopped following them since the pain in my chest was getting intense.

"Are you okay?" My mom asks since she noticed me first.

"You looked pale," she added.

"I'm fine," I replied as I simply nodded my head in response.

I looked at Troy hoping to see his concerned look but to my dismay, he stared at me strangely.

Looking at him with that look made me want to cry.

Troy was handsome but his eyes were indeed scary. As if I did him something terrible.

"Would you like to rest?" Troy asks. His words sound concerned but the way he says it is weird.

After saying those words to me, his eyes automatically send some deadly glares that cause my entire body to feel a sudden chill.

Jeez! What's wrong with him? Why does he keep giving me death glares? Isn't he aware that he's making me feel uncomfortable?

I don't have a single idea why he's doing it to me. It is annoying!

Is it his way of flirting with me? If it is, it's not going to work.

Though Troy is undeniably handsome, I won't fall for him if he keeps treating me this way. He somehow made me think of him as a man who is out of his mind. Like a psycho!

"I'm sorry if my dad's grave is a bit far. I want him to be in a place… somewhere peaceful,"

At this moment, Troy sounds sincere.

"Don't be sorry, Troy. You don't have to apologize. We appreciate your concern for us but we do understand you," my dad replied, giving Troy a pat on the back.

"Thank you, Mr. Taylor," Troy smiled.

"No worries," my dad responded to him with a genuine smile as well.

I stare secretly at Troy, evaluating his facial expressions. He never failed to catch my attention. His constant change of emotions wants me to enroll in a school that offers psychology.

"By the way Cassandra, would you like to go to the clinic or hospital first, you indeed looked pale?" Troy asked.

His face wanted to smile but it rather made him look scary since his eyes were so gloomy and somehow deadly and the curve on his thin lips were stiff.

Deep inside, I was battling with my emotions as I watched him behind, I did have the urge to make him feel better, or shall I say… I wanted to be the woman who would cure the wounds in his heart and mind.

I have this extreme feeling of wanting to be on his side until he completely heals.

I wanted him to be happy. Genuinely happy.

Based on his story, I could tell that he was deeply hurt by what happened to his family. And his being was destroyed by the thought of being betrayed.

I wish that he could have the justice and peace he deserves.

Well anyway, enough with these wishes and ideas I'm having at the moment. I should care first about myself and let other people mind their businesses.

I should focus on my dream of becoming one of the most well-known fashion designers.

I will be walking on the runway featuring my designs.

"Cassandra? Are you alright?"

I snapped from my thoughts as I heard the voice of my dad intervening in my moment.

"Yeah?"

"Troy's been asking you if you would like to go to the clinic but you were not paying attention," my mom butted in.

"I know that you are completely indulged by his handsomeness but it is indeed improper for you to stare at him like that," she added in a seemingly whispered manner but obviously, everyone around could hear what she said.

OMG!

I was indulged in my thoughts and completely forgot that I was still staring at Troy.

What should I do? How could I explain this?

I could instantly feel the hotness of my cheeks.

"Why were you blushing?"

I looked at my mom with an angry look. I want to ask her 'Why the fudge you keep on saying things that could make me feel more awkward?'

"No! Stop spouting nonsense Mom, I know that am I not blushing," I sternly replied as my teeth were gnashing in annoyance.

"My chest suddenly hurt and I was in deep pain that's why I spaced out. I didn't even realize that Troy was in front of me," I explained.

Then I looked at Troy again and unexpectedly, he was looking at me too.

However, he kind of looked at me as if I was the one who did him wrong. As if I was the one who murdered his family members. What a strange idiotic handsome man.

I looked away for a reason that my heart uncomfortably felt hurt when he looked at me with those cold and intimidating eyes.

'Duh! I don't care if you will treat me that way. I won't be your wife anyway,' I thought to myself.

A few moments later, when I felt quite alright, we began walking again.

"We're almost there," Troy suddenly said even though no one asked him.

"Oh my goodness, Troy! This place is wonderful," my mom said as she kept turning her head.

"It was indeed a peaceful and beautiful place, Troy," my dad commented.

I was amazed as well because the scenery was indeed jaw-dropping. It was so gorgeous.

We continuously walked and we stopped as Troy stopped his pace.

"We are here," Troy said.

As we arrived at where Troy's parents were buried, we offered them incense and prayed for their souls.

Soon after, on a small bench, my parents and Troy began reminiscing about the happy memories of their past. They were so happy that they met Troy's family, especially his dad.

My parents mentioned that Troy's dad was the best among Alphas.

To be honest, there are a lot of words they used in their conversation that I didn't have any clue of what they meant but seeing the smiles on my parents' faces, I know that everything means good and the word "Alpha" is also good and for me, it sounds like "the boss".

Moving forward, right then and there, I also confirmed that my annoying yet loving parents did have a nonsense marriage agreement with Troy's parents.

However, then again, I was able to confirm as well, that I was betrothed to Troy's eldest brother, Shawn, but he died at a young age.

That might be the reason why "Shawn" is somewhat familiar to me.

But then again, I thought that the marriage agreement was already invalid since Troy's parents cease to exist in this world anymore and Shawn is also dead, but I was wrong.

Before Troy's parents died, they said that if one of their sons would lose his life, the other one would be the one to marry me. And if both were still alive, I do have the full right to choose whoever I want. However, Troy's father was hoping for me to choose Shawn since the latter is next on his line.

To be honest, I was really at a loss with their outrageous and nonsense agreement.

'What's so important with this marriage?'

'I mean, how dare they decide for us to get married?'

We don't even know each other?

After hearing some of their nonsense topics, I decided to leave and went near the garden as it has a lot of unique beautiful flowers in it.

But after a few moments of silence, a masculine voice rang into my ear.

"Is it okay for me to call you, Cassy?"

"No,"

I rolled my eyes at him as I was annoyed by my parents' stupidity and his annoying changing personality.

I couldn't help but sigh inwardly as I was also unfortunate for having no power over this matter since it was not just only written in a contract but with a blood compact.

"You know what, you're so cute when you're annoyed," he leaned closer to my face as he whispered these words into my ear.

My eyes widened a bit as his face was closer to mine and I could indeed feel the warmth of his breath.

My heart beats so fast. I could feel that at any moment it would pop into my chest.

I unconsciously move my head. Our lips almost touch each other.

Our eyes locked up. We'd been like that for a few moments before both of us decided to look away.

However, I looked at him again. This time, I found him looking at me with an unfathomable expression.

But his handsomeness was still there. And maybe due to the sun's light that was embracing his beautiful face, he somehow looked glowing and bright.

I gaped in awe as it was my first time seeing a perfectly sculptured face.

"You're drooling,"

He let out a low laugh and it sounded like a beautiful melody in my ears.

At this moment, his eyes smile along with his mouth which shows his white beautiful teeth.

I was taken aback.

'Am I hallucinating?' I thought since it was my first time to see him smile genuinely, like not pretentious.

However, after that, he walked past me and went straight back to my dad who's been sitting on the bench, not giving me a chance to say something in my defense.

I was there left standing alone as I stared at him as he walked like a dignified powerful man.

Ugh! Why is he so handsome?!

But wait, does he have bipolar disorder? Why does he keep changing his attitude towards me?

Oh fine, let's just disregard this handsome stranger for today. We won't be seeing each other anyway since I fully decided not to get married.

I went to my mom and asked for permission to go for a tour of this secluded yet wonderful place.

"Hey Mom, is it okay for me to roam around? I felt like there were a lot of good places to tour here," I whispered to my mom.

"You go ahead but be careful. Don't cross to other borders," she replied.

Borders? Are we located near two not-in-good-terms countries or something? Why do I have to be careful when we are located in one country?

I mean, this is just a small town away from the city.

"Are there any wild animals or cannibals roaming around in this town for some reason?"

I asked my mom in a seemingly whispered manner but I guess Troy was able to hear what I just said because he was the one who sternly answered my question with a "yes".

I was taken aback by his response because I thought that he wouldn't be able to hear me since he was already a few more steps away from me and my mom.

Not even my dad could hear what we had just said.