Still Loving You (Broken Series 1)

Chapter 14

Catherine

I climb at the top of the bridge railing. I can feel my feet trembling because of it. But I don’t give attention to it. All I want right now is to end everything.

I close my eyes and breathe deeply but when I was about to jump when she felt someone hold her arm. I turn my head to see who is it and I was surprised to see it was Tristan.

"Don’t do this!" he frustratedly says.

I bit my lip as I start to cry again. “Please Tristan. Leave me here now. This is all I want to do right now."

He shook his head. "No, Cath! We can talk about this. This is not the answer to your problem. You’re only running away with it." he gripped my arm too tightly. As if he was afraid to let my arm go.

"You don’t understand Tristan. Everything was gone now. Everything!” I paused for a moment because of the difficulty in my breathing. "So, please let me do this. Leave me alone please." I beg.

"I'm here for you Cath. I'll help you. Just please stop this."

"No. Please, no one can help me... just leave! Everything is gone, now first Nick, second is my family that I thought they are but unfortunately, I don’t have a family, I don’t belong to the Montemayor. And lastly, my whole life is a joke. I’m living a false life. I don’t who the hell I am. Can you imagine that I can lose everything in just a day?!”

He stops at the moment and looks at me. I can see sadness in his eyes. "Please, Cath—"

I cut him off. "You don’t understand Tristan. I don’t have a reason to continue living here in this world. I don’t know what to do now. Hell!  I don’t even who am I, it’s too much for me, Tristan. I just want to end everything."

"How about me, I care for you. You need to think properly. You’re letting this trial wins against you... don’t end everything this way. You’re stronger than this. You can get through this." He pointed out.

His words put me back to my senses.

I bit my lip again and looked at him intently. That’s when I notice that he was not alone. He was with a man, maybe a little older than Tristan by two to three years. He was looking at me too. I can see the pain in his eyes from the way he’s looking at me. Maybe he was shocked at the scene.

Who wouldn’t be shocked when you saw someone about to commit suicide?

Tristan helps me to get down from the top of the railing. I let him pull me inside his car.

The two were them are on the front while me is on the back. I can’t still stop my crying and sobbing. I can notice the two glancing at me quietly from the rear mirror.

I don’t know where are they going to take me. Until he stops in front of a mansion. I know it wasn’t Tristan’s home.

Tristan invites me inside the house. We were welcomed by numerous maids inside. They took me to inside their dining area. When I saw the food on the table that’s when I realized that I haven’t eaten since breakfast. My stomach starts to grumble.

I felt embarrassed when the two men turned, they head to me. I know they heard my stomach. I bow down my head for me not to see their reactions.

We ate quietly. When we were done, they invited me to their garden. I can feel they're watching me.

Tristan cleared his throat. So, I look at him.

He gives me a little smile. “Before I forget. Cath, this is my cousin, Hendrix, Hendrix Gabriel Del Valle.”

I look at his cousin and smile a little to him. “Hello, Hendrix. I’m sorry about what you at the bridge. I’m just not thinking properly at that time.” I swallowed before I continue speaking again. “it-it’s just that… I don’t know what to do.” My tears start to fall down again.

He stared at me like softly. I don’t know if it's pitty or what. But I don’t feel any awkward about it.

He nods and stands up from his seat. I was surprised when he kneels down in front of me. His hand touches my face and he wipe my tears using his thumb.

"Please don’t do it again…" He said. "If you think you're alone and no one to hold on to. Remember I'm always here and Tristan for you."

It makes me smile a little. I don’t know why but I believe in his words.

He hugged me tightly. I feel safe around his arms.

How could a stranger make me feel like this?

I look at Tristan and I know I saw tears from his eyes as he walks closer to us.

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Days have passed and I’m still in the house where Tristan took me. I learned that this house belongs to Hendrix. Tristan always visiting me here and always telling me what was happening outside this house. But I always make him stop when he will tell about my family or Nick. I don’t want to think about it anymore.

Tristan also investigates about the viral photo scandal that I was involving. He found out that I was set-up by my friend, Hannah. But I told Tristan not to tell about it to anyone especially Nick. I just want to forget everything.

Actually, until now I still don’t have plans what to do to my life now. I’m always like this, thinking of everything that happens to me.

I’m sitting near the window when the door of the bedroom I’m using open. It was Hendrix, he walks closer to me and seated on the chair in front of me.

“I’m going back to London next week.” He said.

I nod. “Alright. I’m leaving this house then when—”

He cut me off and shook his head. "I will take you to London with me."

I got confuse. “Why?”

He sighed. "You can have a fresh start, and I’ll introduce you with someone special to me and to Tristan. And I know he will be happy to meet you."

It made me confuse more but I shrug it off the questions in my mind. I was so tempted to his offer.  

"I don’t know Hendrix. You are already done too much for me. I don’t even know how to repay you and Tristan." I frankly told him.

He shook his head. "No., don’t think about repaying us.  So, please Cath, come with me. I want to help you." I can hear the eagerness to help me in his voice.

"Why do you want to help me?"

He heaved a deep sighed again. "Because I want to... and you don’t deserve all of the heartbreak and the pain.... you're kind, gentle and simply lovable." He whispered as he tucks my hair behind my ear.

I gulp. "How about Tristan? Does he know about this?” I asked.

"Yes. I actually I told him about this when we brought you here and he already approved it, he thinks it will be good for you."

Maybe this is what I need, to move away. To get the hell out of here. To have a new life.

I looked at Hendrix again full determination. I know this will be best for me.

"Ok... I’ll go with you." I answered.