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This song- Just 4 words: The silence- Alexandra Burke
Here is chap 29. Hope you enjoy.
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The second Catherine realized who it was, she had trouble breathing. PHILIP!
He grabbed her and held her tightly, as he shoved her against the car. From behind, she smelled his disgusting breath and felt him blow warm air on the back of her neck. As a sob escaped her lips, Philip laughed mockingly and brought one hand to her hair, touching it.
"God, Catherine. You smell so good and your hair is just as soft as I can remember." He whispered, as he held her even tighter.
She felt the pain and knew that the skin was going to bruise, where he was gripping her.
Catherine was terrified and wanted to scream for help. But… her voice had completely abandoned her. As her eyes fell shut, Philip turned her around.
"You are so beautiful! But… if I cant have you, nobody can!" he hissed, as he roughly grabbed her face with his hand.
"Look at me! You are mine! Do you hear! Look at me! And I will show you tonight that you belong to me!" he shouted, as she stood frozen, the tears rolling down her cheeks.
She wanted to run, wanted to scream, but it was no use. Her body refused to obey what her head was ordering.
As he gripped her face tighter, he demanded."Tell me! Say it! SAY THAT YOU ARE MINE! Say it!"
Catherine closed her eyes again and sobbed."I… I am… NOT yours!" she exclaimed.
Philip was outraged and if looks could kill, she'd lie dead on the floor right now. And just as he was about to slap Catherine, they both heard a loud growl…
Never in her life, did Catherine think that she'd ever be so happy to hear that skin crawling sound. That growl, the sound that would make any man run away screaming. VINCENT!
As Philip turned around, he let go of her in the process. He pulled a gun from his coat and was about to shoot, but the Beast was faster than him. He tackled Philip to the ground, making the gun fall on the floor. As Catherine watched in horror at the two fighting, it dawned on her that one of them will surely get hurt badly… or worse! Her heart was pounding against her rib cage, as she tried to follow their movements. She knew that Philip had no chance against the Beast… She had to do something, before it got too out of hand…
And just as the Beast was about to give Philip a final blow to the head with his sharp claws, Catherine got her voice back.
"STOP! DON'T! PLEASE DON'T!" She shouted, as she tried to make eye contact with the Beast.
He listened and stopped, but in that split second, Philip grabbed his gun from the floor and pulled the trigger…
Vincent was shot, but still was able to leap towards Philip! As Vincent grabbed and shoved him very hard against the wall, he roared loudly, making Cat shiver. Philip was shaking like a leaf, as he watched the Beast snarl and growl.
"P-please… please don't! D-don't kill me! Please! I will n-never hurt anyone again…j-just please don't…" Philip said, as he begged for his life…
The Beast growled and snarled and choked him… but after a few seconds, he let go of him. Philip cried and like a coward ran away as fast as his feet were able to… without even looking back once, not even worried about leaving Catherine alone…
Relieved, Catherine let out a deep breath and looked up at Vincent. He had changed back into his human form and held onto his waist with both his hands. As she walked closer to him, she saw that he was bleeding! A lot!
"Vince, Oh God! You are hurt!" she exclaimed, as she ran towards him.
He had trouble standing on his feet, so she helped him up.
"Let's get you to the hospital!" she said.
Vince shook his head."No! I can't go to the hospital. They are gonna have to report it to the Police." He replied.
"But…" Cat said, but was cut off by her phone ringing loudly.
She grabbed it and wondered who had send her a message." A text from Tess. She is on her way and will be here in 5 minutes." she whispered.
Vincent looked her in the eyes and said."Please call your father and wait here for your best friend. Ask her to stay with you until he arrives, so you can report that you were attacked."
As she nodded, he pulled away from her grip and walked away.
"Wait! What?! Where are you going?" she asked concerned.
He turned around and said."Don't worry about me… I am heading to my hotel and will figure out things from there."
She frowned, as he walked away again."Wait! Where are you staying at?" she asked.
He named a hotel and disappeared around the corner. She had the urge to run after him, but it was then when she heard a car. Tess!
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Tess was talking about a complicated case, but Catherine wasn't even listening to her. As her mind drifted off to Vincent, her heart jumped up from joy and fear. She was so happy to see him. When Catherine was helping him to stand on his feet, she had inhaled his scent and realized how badly she had missed him. She wanted to tell him so much… to thank him for saving her from her lunatic ex…
God! Philip shot him! She was so afraid for his life… Yet again he got hurt, as he tried to save her…
All of a sudden, Catherine stood up and looked at Tess."I have to be somewhere." She stated.
"Wait… what? I thought that you wanted my company." Tess said, as she frowned.
"I know… and I am so sorry, but I have to go… now." Cat said and walked away.
Tess held onto her upper arm, so Cat looked at her." I will be fine. Don't worry about me, Tess." She said.
"Really? Are you sure?" she asked with a very worried tone in her voice.
Cat smiled and said."Yes… I'm 100 % sure."
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At the moment, Vincent was in his hotel room. He had pulled his bloody shirt off of his body and attempted to sterilize his wound with alcohol. But it was kinda hard to do it himself, considering he had lost an amount of blood. As his fingers trembled, he worked on his wound. At one point, he realized that he really needed help. As he sighed deeply, he walked towards the night stand to grab his phone with much difficulty. And just as he was about to dial a number, he heard a knock on the door.
He groaned softly and wondered who it could be."Damn it!" he exclaimed.
He grabbed a black T-shirt to cover his upper body, as he walked to the door. When he opened the door, his mouth fell open.
"What are you doing here?!" he demanded.
"Well, I…" she began, but he cut her off.
"Come in before someone sees you here!" he said.
Cat frowned and shook her head, but did as he asked. As he locked the door behind him, Catherine looked around the hotel room. It was a very nice and expensive suite.
His gunshot wound was hurting like hell, but Vincent ignored the gnawing pain. Instead he was worried about her… worried if that lunatic had hurt her.
"Are you okay, Catherine? Did he hurt you?" he asked, as he felt his anger rising.
No one gets away with hurting her!
"Yeah… I am okay… a bit shaken up still. But I'm doing fine…" she replied, as she looked at him with loving eyes.
She shook her head and looked at him, really hurt."Vince… I don't understand… You uhumm… you made sure I left Tinos… even though I specifically told you that I wanted to be with you… And yet you are here… in New York… yet again saving me from harm… I don't get you… Why? I feel that you are opening one door, but the second I am close to it, you slam it right in my face! What's going on, Vince? Tell me…" she pleaded.
Vincent had decided weeks ago that Catherine must never find out about the letter and the threats. And he also did not want to lie, so he deliberately change the subject. "What are you doing here, Catherine? I asked you to call your father and stay home with your friend… did you tell her what happened to you? Did you tell your father?" he asked, as he watched her.
She shook her head."No… I didn't. I didn't tell anyone about what happened." She said.
He huffed and stood in front of her."Why are you SO STUBBORN?! You should report it, Catherine!" Vince said and groaned.
At this point he couldn't bare the pain anymore… it hurt too much! Cat was about to give him a piece of her mind, but it was then when she saw that he was bleeding through his T-shirt!
"Oh God, Vincent. Your wound!" she exclaimed and helped him on his feet.
She led him to the couch and made him lie down.
"Where's your first-aid kit?" she asked, as her heart pounded erratically.
She was so afraid to lose him… Vince told her where she could get it, so she went and grabbed it. She came back with fresh towels and the kit.
"Pull your shirt over your head. Or is that too difficult? Must I use a scissor to cut it open?" she asked.
He shook his head and tried to lose the shirt, but instead he groaned from pain. As she saw him in pain, Cat immediately went to help him with the shirt. She gently pulled it over his head and began cleaning up his wound.
As her fingertips grazed his skin, Vincent felt a shiver go though his whole body. As she gently used the alcohol to clean his wound, he groaned and snarled at her.
"Damn it, Catherine! Can't you be any rougher?!" He exclaimed.
She couldn't believe he was acting out on her again! Rough? He calls this rough? I'll show him rough! She narrowed her eyes and went on cleaning the wound.
"Damn it, Catherine! It hurts! Let me do it myself, ok?" he said, as he tried to sit up.
She narrowed her eyes and said."Don't be such a big baby and STAY STILL, ok?! I am gonna try to pull the bullet out. It isn't lodged that deep."
"Are you crazy! You aren't a doctor! Let me do it myself!" he said and groaned from pain.
"Stubborn! That's what you are!" she scolded, as her chest heaved.
"I am stubborn?! You are the one who's STUBBORN! I asked you to tell your father what happened tonight! And what do you do? You stubbornly did the opposite!" he snapped.
"I was worried about you, God damn it! And I just wanted to be here for you! My dad wouldn't have let me go, if he knew I was attacked tonight! I knew you needed my help, cause you STUBBORNLY didn't want to go to the hospital!" she exclaimed, as she looked at him like she wanted to strangle him.
"You shouldn't have come here, Catherine." He growled.
She looked at him like she was challenging him."Go on! Beast wanna come out! Let him come out! I am not afraid of you, Vince! I am not afraid of the Beast… anymore. Let him come out!" she exclaimed, her breath becoming shallow.
He snarled and broke eye contact."Just pull the bullet out, Catherine." He said, his chest heaving.
At this point, Catherine had enough of Vincent acting so cold towards her. His invisible walls were up again, even after he miraculously appeared in New York and saved her again. She desperately wanted to tell him that she loved him and missed him, but he was being 'JERK VINCENT' again! Oh, she had the urge to shut him up, by kissing him on his delicious lips. Hard! Very hard...
'Yeah, that would definitely shut him up!' she thought.
But as the wheels in her head was busy turning, she had a better idea…
This was an evil act, but she knew that he was not going to willingly explain his actions to her. So even though it pained her, Catherine shook her head, as her eyes welled up.
"No… I am not gonna pull out the bullet…First, I need you to explain to me… w-why you DRUGGED me, Vincent. After I faced the Beast, even though I was scared out of my mind and told you that I wanted to be with you. Tell me... Why did you d-drug me?"She said, as the hairs on her arms stood up and her tears rolled down her cheeks.
Oh God! Can she really be that harsh?
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