A LIAR AT THE ALTAR: CHAPTER 21 – 30
Chapter 27
“I don’t know what you’re up to but if I find out, I won’t hesitate to tell the whole world and if you hurt Chloe…”
“I will never hurt her.”
Tristan cut in taking my hand, he gave it a light squeeze.
“You’ve hurt her already you moron, your lies and….”
“Grey, please go home.”
I begged.
“I will be back.”
He said more to Tristan than to me. I watched him walk back to his car.
I pulled my hand away and entered the house.
I went back to my drink, I sat on one of the couch and gulped the alcohol. I was starting to feel the effect.
Tristan stood behind the couch with his arms folded, there was a long silence between us.
“So, how old is Nadia now? Are you still seeing her mother? Why were you kicked out of their lives?”
The questions kept flying out of my mouth without control.
I waited for him to say something but he was quiet.
“How did you know?”
“I have my ways, Tristan.”
I looked behind me and found him walking away.
“There goes the typical Tristan, always running away like a chicken.”
The alcohol was really taking over. He stopped and turned around.
“You know, I was starting to think this thing between us was real but now I know.”
“You left me with no choice! I’m sick of the secrets.”
“So, you had to do that? Well, I hope you’re satisfied now.”
“No, I’m not. I wanna know if you’re still seeing her mother.”
“Why don’t you figure that one out yourself just like you found out about Nadia.”
He said walking closer.
“And to think I made up my mind to apologize for ruining the birthday surprise.”
I didn’t know what to say to him.
“You don’t have to know about my past. You know how I feel about you, you don’t have to go around digging for secrets that will tear us apart.”
“I want to!”
I stood up and moved closer.
“I hate that you’re keeping things from me. It’s been four freaking months!”
I said breaking down in tears, must be the alcohol.
“Don’t you think I deserve the truth after what you did to me?”
I asked stepping closer.
“You think you’re better than me? At least I don’t pretend to be an Angel, why don’t you fix your drinking problem first.”
“Drinking problem? I drink to drown my anger!”
“It doesn’t change anything! You’re still an alcoholic!”
“I see what you’re doing.”
I said.
“You are deflecting.”
I said and took another swig.
“You think it’s easy?”
He said in a pained voice.
“Ever since you saw that tattoo you’ve being a pain in the ass, you keep making me recall those h©rrifying memories, Chloe!”
“I want to tell you, I wish it’s that easy to open up to you. I’m not ready to tell you anything about my past. Forget it, all these was a waste of time.”
“I can’t be in a relationship where I feel left out, Tristan. A relationship is about trust, sharing your pain and struggles with each other. I want to know, stop making feel like a kid that can’t handle anything that comes her way.”
“Fine.”
He said throwing his hands in the air. Was he going to tell me?
“If you are finding it so hard to trust me or even give me a little time then it’s okay, now I know why all your previous relationships turn out to be a complete disaster.”
I gasped and balled my hand into a fist.
“Do you derive joy in hurting people?”
I dug my nails into my palms, how could he say that?
He pretended not to hear me.
“You are no better than the devil, Tristan!”
I yelled after him, wow the alcohol was messing with me real bad.
“I’m sure they left you because of the beast you are!”
I screamed as his figure disappeared.
I slumped on the floor in tears, I didn’t even know why I was crying but I was frustrated.
I was angry at myself, I gulped more drink as I cried.
I grabbed my phone and called Vina.
“Hello. Is this Chloe Simpson?”
She asked.
“Vina.”
I sobbed.
“Chlo? Are you okay?”
She sounded alarmed.
“No, I’m a big mess.”
I cried.
“Are you drunk?”
I wanted to deny but she knew the answer already.
“Kind of.”
“What did you do?”
She groaned.
I told her everything that happened since I came back from her place.
“Oh God, you shouldn’t have.”
“I was upset.”
“You don’t know what he is going through, it must be hard for him. Stop pressuring him.”
“I couldn’t control it.”
I sniffled.
“Now you listen to me.”
Her voice boomed with authority.
“Drop that alcohol, go to your room, take a bath and go to bed. Tomorrow, take your stupid as$ and go apologize to him.”
“Apologize? How is this my fault?”
“You are in love with him and I’m sure he feels the same, why don’t you stop being a nosy bch and wait for him to tell you, goodnight.”
She ended the call before I could open my mouth to object.
“Great.”
I mumbled and dropped the alcohol in my hand. I brushed my hair back and stared at the huge Chandelier above me.
I did exactly what she said but I couldn’t bring myself to apologize to Tristan the next morning.
I knew I was wrong but it was somehow the alcohol. For the next three days, we didn’t say a word to each other only awkward glances and pass me the salt or sugar.
I got tired of the silence and space between us. I missed him even if I saw him every day and sat at the dining with him. I made up my mind to apologize.
Vina had refused to talk to me, she wanted me to sort things out with Tristan first before contacting her.
A LIAR AT THE ALTAR: CHAPTER 21 – 30
Tuesday night after dinner I went up to his room. I knocked but he didn’t answer, he never answers anyway.
I opened the door and saw him busy on his laptop.
“Can I come in?”
“Yeah.”
He replied not looking back.
I walked in and shut the door, he shut his laptop and faced me. He scanned what I was wearing.
Great, today that I decided to wear my big pjs.
He stood up and moved closer, he maintained some space between us.
“Did you discover one of my skeletons?”
He asked folding his arms.
“I’m….um…I’m sorry for that night. I was a little drunk.”
He didn’t say anything, he stared at me like he was waiting for me to say more.
“I…I was angry and…um…”
“I have never seen you lost for words. I’m not mad at you, Cassie but I accept your apology since it was the hardest thing you’ve ever done.”
He said stepping closer with a playful smile. Was I dreaming?
I opened my mouth to defend myself but he pulled me to his body, crashing his lips against mine.
A LIAR AT THE ALTAR: CHAPTER 21 – 30
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