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This is chap 11. :)
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JT was sitting on the balcony, having breakfast. He was deep in thought, wondering how Vincent hadn't woken up yet. It has been 5 days. Calinico poured him some coffee and asked.
"Mr. JT, what's on your mind, sir?"
JT sighed."One thing is bothering me. I don't understand why he is still unconscious, Calinico. Vincent is much stronger than Yorgos. How was he able to hurt Vincent so?" He asked, while frowning.
Calinico took a seat and looked JT in the eyes." The doctor told me that Mr. Vincent was stabbed in his chest. The blade nearly missed his heart." The butler whispered.
"What? Stabbed? Yorgos stabbed him? Did this happen before they fought with their... their claws?" JT whispered the last word.
The butler nodded in agreement." It seems so. Galya told me that Mr. Vincent warned Yorgos first. He wasn't the one who attacked first. Mr. Vincent tried to talk to Yorgos, but when he got close to him. Yorgos stabbed him with the blade. So Mr. Vincent was already weakened by that wound. And when they both were in their 'you know what' form, he still was able to do a lot of damage on Yorgos. Even though, Mr. Vincent lost a lot of blood."
JT shook his head."So, Vincent really did a number on his cousin, huh?" he stated.
"Yes, Yorgos' whole body is covered with claw marks. Deep ones." the butler whispered.
JT cringed at the thought." So except for that stab wound, Vincent didn't have any other injuries?" he asked.
"Yes, some claw marks. One very deep one and two shallow ones." the butler replied. He too was cringing.
"So, isn't the doctor going to report the stab wound to the Police?" JT asked with a worried tone in his voice.
Calinico shook his head."No, he is a family friend. He will keep quiet about it. Don't worry, sir." the butler responded.
Relieved, JT drank his coffee further and concentrated on reading his paper. He just wished so bad that Vincent will be his old self again. He could only hope and pray.
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At the moment, Catherine was taking a stroll in the garden. Her father and JT were out for the day, so she had some time for herself. Calinico was in the villa, getting ready to go to the hospital with her. She was touching a red rose and thought of Vincent. Just the thought of him, made her happy and sad. Calinico and JT had told her so much about Vincent, it broke her heart knowing how cruel life had been for him.
She asked JT how his son died. At first he was reluctant to tell her, but he eventually told her. She couldn't believe how Vincent lost his son. It was unimaginable for her how a mother could be like that.
Vincent was such a strong man, physically and mentally. Even when life brought him down to his knees, he found the strength to get up again. And again. And again.
She admired him so. And her heart told her that she was beginning to like him very, very much. The thought scared her to death, cause she wasn't ready to let a man into her heart. Not yet anyway. But nothing terrified her more than the thought of losing him, the thought of not being able to tell him that she admired him, the thought of not being able to thank him for saving her life. Yet again.
Cat was so consumed by her thoughts, that she didn't notice Calinico walking towards her.
"Miss Catherine, are you ready?" he asked.
She looked up and said."Yes, I am."
She walked behind Calinico, but not before picking a red rose and putting it in the pocket of her coat.
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The drive to the hospital was relaxing. Calinico entertained her with stories from old Greece. She liked listening to the stories he told.
"Calinico, this morning I saw you talking with the old woman from the woods. Did she ask for me?" she asked curiously.
"Galya? No miss, she didn't. She was asking how Vincent was doing. Galya was a very good friend of Vincent's grandmother. She was worried about him." he replied.
"Oh, she didn't ask for me? Cause she promised to show me 'a book'." She responded.
Calinico shook his head and wanted to ask her which book. But just as he was about to, the limo stopped in front of the hospital.
"We're here." Cat said, her voice trembling.
Suddenly nervousness came over her, fear was not far behind. She desperately wanted to see Vincent, but she was so scared. Even though her heart hammered against her rib cage, she found the courage to walk into the hospital behind Calinico.
They were in the elevator, when she nervously tapped with her heels. The air-conditioning was on, but still it felt like it wasn't cool enough. Calinico saw her reaction and worriedly asked.
"Are you okay, miss Catherine? Are you sure you are capable to see him?"
Letting out a deep breath, she held onto the butler. She shook her head.
"Calinico, I don't know." She said, her eyes welling up.
"I don't know if I…" she tried to explain.
"Do you need me to call your father? Do you want to go back to the villa?" he asked.
"No!" she said, while closing her eyes.
Her eyes were welling up."I need to see him." she whispered.
The butler nodded and squeezed her hand lightly in encouragement.
"Breathe, just breathe miss." He said, smiling at her.
She did as he instructed, making her calm down a bit. The elevator dinged and they stepped out on the 15th floor. Catherine knew that she was getting closer… to him. She, Catherine Chandler, was about to see him. The man who risked his life for her. The man who made her feel safe with one single look, one single smile, one single word.
Dadum, dadum, dadum. Her heart was beating faster and faster. Mixed emotions came over her. After waiting impatiently for 2 long days, she was finally going to see him. The doctor said that Vincent needed time to heal. They weren't sure when he was going to wake up, but he had a very good chance.
When he was brought into surgery, they weren't sure if he was going to make it through the night. But after surgery, the doctors were amazed how he was healing. In record time, his wounds were closing up. But they were just waiting for the moment that he would open his eyes.
"His room is just around the corner, miss Catherine." The butler said, still holding her hand.
And just as Calinico was about to open the door, JT walked towards them.
They both stopped in their tracks. JT looked not amused. Cat frowned and asked.
"JT, where's my dad? And what's wrong?"
JT sighed deeply and said."Your dad is in the market place. He wanted to take some pictures. You know, tourists stuff."
"Okay, but everything's fine with Vincent?" she asked worriedly.
He hesitated."Uummm, yeah. Everything's peachy." He retorted.
Cat frowned and said."Okay, spit it out. Come on." Catherine said.
JT took his glasses off and cleaned it, then placed it back on his nose.
"Gah! Okay, the 'evil hag' is here!" he blurted out.
The look on Calinico changed instantly. He let go of Catherine's hand and said."What?! What is she doing here?! Huh? What does she want?!" he asked loudly, his voice trembling of anger.
Catherine was startled, she had never seen Calinico like this. He was furious!
He opened the hospital door and there she was. Alexia, Vincent's ex-wife. She was sitting next to Vincent's bed, holding his hand. Her mascara was smudged, her tears rolling down her face. She looked broken, beyond sad and she kept saying:"I'm sorry" and "Please, come back to me."
Seeing her holding Vincent's hand, broke Catherine's heart into a million pieces. It pained her so much, seeing that Vincent's ex-wife was the one trying to make him come back. Was she still in love with him? Was he still in love with her? It seemed like she hasn't stopped loving him… maybe, just maybe Vincent hasn't stopped loving her?
Her throat immediately closed up, sadness and jealousy flaring inside of her. Just the thought that Vincent still had feelings for his ex-wife, made her want to wish that the ground would open and swallow her whole.
Catherine was frozen at her spot. She didn't know what to do. She saw Calinico talk to Alexia. They were kinda having an argument in Greek. She looked at the two people arguing, but didn't understand what was going on.
"JT, what are they fighting about? Shouldn't they be quiet? Vincent needs his rest. Are you going to stop them?" she asked, kind of panicking.
He shook his head."I am not going to come in between those two. Nope! No, definitely not. The butler will not listen to me and that gold digging, evil hag will only get on my freaking nerves. So, to answer your question. Nope, I am not coming in between those two."
Catherine sighed deeply, took a seat in a chair and waited. After a few minutes, she saw Alexia walk out the hospital room. She looked beyond pissed and stopped for a moment, looking at Catherine. If looks could kill, Catherine would be lying dead on the ground by now.
"So, you're her? Vincent's tramp?!" she shouted and scoffed.
Catherine couldn't believe her ears! What did she call her?! Oh, no. Oh, no she didn't! Vincent's ex-wife is not going to get away with calling her that!
Just as Cat was about to stand up and defend herself, JT stepped in between the 2 women.
"Alexia, just go. We all know that you don't give a crap about Vincent. The only reason why you're here is cause you want money! That's it, right? Tomorrow morning, come to the office. I'll get you your money. Just… just… leave now!" JT said, his voice shaky. He so hated Alexia.
"It is not true! I do care about him and I always will. And he…" she said, but JT cut her off.
"Don't you dare. He doesn't even like you anymore, okay? He can't even stand to see your face anymore. The only thing he feels for you is pity. And you damn well know that if he were awake right now, he would've asked you to get the hell outta here."JT stated.
Alexia's chest was heaving. She was beyond pissed! And just as she was about to say something, the nurse walked towards them.
"I am going to ask you two to keep it down or leave. We have patients here who need their rest!"She threatened.
Alexia huffed and walked away, but not before giving Catherine a look. JT rolled his eyes, while Calinico said. "Miss Catherine, now that the hag is gone. You can go inside. We will give you some privacy."
With a huge lump in her throat, she walked inside the room. Vincent. He was lying in the hospital bed, so calmly and peacefully. At the moment, she felt her heart drop. It was him but not him at the same time. His lips were pale and so was his whole face. The tears were pooling in her eyes, but they didn't roll down her cheeks. Yet. Catherine grabbed a chair and took a seat next to his bed. She looked at his pale hand and had the urge to grab it and intertwine her fingers with his, also to kiss his hand. But she didn't have the courage to do so. She was frightened, so frightened.
Instead, she watched him and kept praying for him to recover fast. Cat closed her eyes, thinking about the first time they met, the day he saved her from drowning, when he opened up a bit and told her a little about his life…
Whatever you want to call it, destiny or coincidence or something else. It was undeniable that since she had met him, that they made a connection. A connection even she couldn't explain. Cat even kind of believed the old woman: that she came here so she could meet Vincent. At the moment, she laughed at herself. Cause if someone would've told her 2 weeks ago about curses and destiny. She would've flat out laughed in their faces and say that she could never believe in such things.
Catherine quietly sat next to his bedside and studied the features of his face. Even though his face was pale, he still looked very handsome. She studied his hands and then looked at her own two hands. Compared to hers, his hand was so large. But despite the big difference, in her eyes her hand would fit perfectly in his.
Something told her to… to just grab his hand, but she was too afraid. And she knew exactly what she was afraid of. Cat was afraid to let him into her heart. She was afraid to get hurt. God! She was so scared. Even though she knew that Vincent would never, ever hurt her in any way. But still...
She then decided to give him the red rose. Grabbing it from her pocket, she pulled it out and placed it on the bed. Her fingers automatically went to her pendant in the shape of a rose, caressing it. While she was looking at this kind and patient man before her, her mind drifted off to another man. A man who had traumatized her totally. Now that she thought back, she couldn't understand why she let him do the things he did to her. Cat was an independent, successful lawyer. Why did she let it go that far?
Vincent was nothing like him! All of a sudden, she wished that she had met Vincent first. God! Life would've been different, better even. That's what she believed...
Cat looked at his thick, dark locks. She imagined how soft they must feel if she ran her fingers through it. She looked at his strong jaw, his hollow cheeks and his lips…
Suddenly her eyes welled up and she felt her anger rising. It hurt so much to see him like this. He was a good man! It wasn't right; it wasn't fair that this happened to him. Why him? Huh? Her heart ached, because there was nothing she could do. Nothing! She felt so powerless and that was something she hated so.
It all became too much for her, so out of desperation she grabbed his hand. She couldn't do much for him, but at least this way she did something. Cat then intertwined their fingers and let her tears flow freely. At last… After 2 long days, since Cat woke up from the second time that she had passed out, she finally let go of it all...
But suddenly it wasn't enough. Suddenly she also wanted to feel his hair on her fingers. Must she? Was she bold enough to do that? Yes. And just as she was about to do so, someone knocked on the door, so she instantly pulled her hand back, unlocking their fingers.
Catherine looked up and saw the person who rudely interrupted her. It was Alexia…
A/N: God! What does she want?!
Will there be a Cat fight? ...
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