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AN: There's one more chapter left and then the epilogue. After all that is sent out, I'll pay more attention to Sanctuary. Please give me some more reviews on that story. If no one sends any I might not update Sanctuary.
Tough Love
Chapter 14- Enemies and Family Don't Mix
Summary- Annette returns from London to give Kathryn unexpected news. Kathryn faces more tragedy because of her mother.
**Sebastian's POV**
It has been a week since Aaliyah's death and unfortunately, Kathryn has shut everyone out. She's been in her other townhouse in the city and hasn't been letting anyone in to see her. She refused to answer her phones and hasn't gone out at all.
Today is Aaliyah's funeral and I'm not sure if Kathryn is going to be there. Tiffani told the police that when she was in the bathroom, she heard Aaliyah scream and found her at the bottom of the stairs. Of course they believed her, because after all, she's the great Tiffani Merteuil.
~Flashback~
Kathryn sat in the hospital bed staring blankly at the floor. She had just been put back in the bed as Sebastian wheeled her out of Aaliyah's hospital room. Kathryn had just seen Aaliyah die and Sebastian sat next to her deep in thought.
As he rubbed her hand, she jerked away from him. She laid on her side facing away from him. Sebastian stood up in defeat and gave it one last try.
"Kathryn, you can't just block me out forever." She scoffed and twisted her body to look him in the face.
"No I can't Sebastian. But I can try. Now go away, I want to be alone." She faced the wall again and listened until she heard the wooden door open and close behind him.
~End of Flashback~
**Kathryn's POV**
I walked across the cemetery to where the funeral was held. Blaine patted the back of my shoulder sympathetically and I glared at him. "I don't want anyone's sympathy. And don't expect me to cry because I'm not going to."
He smiled amusedly as I walked faster to get ahead of him. My Gucci heel got caught on something and I tripped. On my way down, a pair of arms caught me. I looked up to see Sebastian smiling at me.
I backed away from him and pulled on the bottom of my black Armani dress. I gave him a fake smile and mumbled "Thanks Valmont."
He followed me as I took a seat in the second row. Blaine sat on my right and Sebastian sat on my left. I crossed my legs and stared over at the coffin.
It was a dark, long wooden coffin with Aaliyah's name engraved on the side in gold. I took a deep breath as her so called 'friends and family' filled the empty chairs around us. My mother sat in front of me with my stepfather and turned around to sneak me a superior smile.
I looked away from her and rolled my eyes as I tapped my foot on the ground anxiously. The sooner this thing starts, the sooner I can leave.
**Sebastian's POV**
During the entire service Kathryn had stared at Aaliyah's coffin and nowhere else. And as everyone paid their respects to Aaliyah in front of her coffin, Kathryn stayed seated in her chair as she waited for everybody to leave.
I touched Kathryn's shoulder as I stood up to leave the cemetery. She moved away from my grasp and barely whispered, "Just go Sebastian."
I glanced at Blaine and he nodded in agreement. I took one last look at Aaliyah's casket and climbed into the black limo waiting for me outside the cemetery gates.
**
Kathryn stood up as Sebastian's limo sped down the crowded road. Blaine walked towards the gates to give her time to say goodbye. Kathryn walked over to the coffin and pulled a white rose from her purse. She kissed the flower and set it on top of the smooth coffin.
She crossed her arms and murmured "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me." Kathryn looked down at her feet and kicked a few pebbles that were on the ground. "But I promise you this; I will get revenge in your name. My mother will pay for what she had done to you." She blinked back the tears that threatened to overflow. "I will always be thinking of you, no matter what. I miss you Aaliyah. Always."
She kissed her hand and laid it on the cold, shiny coffin. She turned around and walked over to where Blaine was waiting. She gave him a weak smile and kept walking.
"When are you going to forgive Valmont? You know you can't do this forever Kathryn." Blaine inquired catching up to her.
As they passed the tall, iron gates and approached the dirt road where the limos were waiting, a black limo stopped right in front of them. Annette stepped out holding a brown envelope. Blaine smiled and touched Kathryn's arm. "I can see you have business to attend to. I'll call you later Kathryn, and I know you'll fill me in." Kathryn passed him a sly grin before he jogged across the now desolate drive to the limo awaiting his arrival.
Kathryn watched as he disappeared into the limo and looked back at the brown envelope in Annette's hands. She grabbed the envelope and eyed Annette carefully. Annette shifted between feet uncomfortably and began to explain its importance.
"I met the guy you told me about and he gave me the information you wanted. But I don't think you're ready for what I found out." Kathryn put her hands on her hips and impatiently waited for Annette to finish.
"The truth is, well I don't know how to say this, but you have a twin sister Kathryn." Her mouth dropped open as she suddenly lost her breath.
She quickly recovered and opened up the large, brown envelope. She pulled a few papers out and examined them. She shook her head in disbelief and glanced back at Annette in confusion.
"But it says that it's.. I don't believe this." Annette nodded as a nicely dressed brunette stepped out of the car Annette came from a few minutes earlier. Kathryn looked at her face and knew that Annette was telling the truth.
The brunette pushed back a strand of her silky dark brown hair from her face and smiled. "Hello Kathryn, long time no see."
Kathryn put her hand over her mouth. "Oh my God. Alanna, you're my twin?"
She studied the woman standing in front of her. Sure they looked very much alike when they met, but Kathryn never thought that Alanna was related to her, let alone her twin. Alanna's hair was a darker brown the last time she saw Kathryn, but was now tinted lighter and was very close to Kathryn's hair color. But looking at her now, they did look exactly alike. Alanna looked exquisite wearing a knee length black dress. Her hair was pulled up in a low ponytail, and was the mirror reflection of Kathryn. The fact that Kathryn was pregnant was the only difference between the two. Alanna shared Kathryn's deep hazel eyes, and her smooth, creamy like complexion. Kathryn was a few inches shorter than her, even wearing heels.
**Kathryn's POV**
Looking at Alanna, I could tell that she was my sister by the way she acted and her facial expressions. It was a Merteuil trait the way we carried ourselves, and even though she didn't grow up here, she still had the same confidence that my mother and I share. I watched as Alanna told me her life story, and where's she's been these past years.
"Umm, our mother had us in London if you didn't know. But when I was born they thought something was wrong with me, and that I had some kind of spinal disease. Knowing how Tiffani Merteuil is, of course she gave me away as soon as possible. She wanted perfect children, and since the doctors thought I had problems, she just had to give me away. She left me on the stairs of an orphanage as soon as I was old enough to be away from my mother. If she had kept me long enough, she would have found out that the tests they ran on me were negative. But she didn't care, because she still had you. She told everybody that I died during birth and she never talked about me again."
Alanna clenched her fists in anger and continued "Well, I bounced through foster homes until I was sent to this rich old couple; Penelope and Carlton Martinez. They raised me in high society and groomed me into the woman I am now. They died a few years ago and left me their fortune. I met Aaliyah the year I was sent to live with them and we automatically became the best of friends. I never knew my real family until Annette found me. I thought she was lying, but she had the paperwork to prove it." Alanna pointed to the papers I was holding onto.
After a few minutes of awkward silence I finally spoke up "Now that I found out the truth, I assume you're going to help me get even with my.. our mother for all the harm she caused." Alanna gave me a brilliant smile and nodded.
"But first I think we have some catching up to do. And then I'd enjoy watching her suffer, she deserves it." I smiled back and turned around to see Annette gone and her limo turning onto the boulevard at the end of the dirt road.
I looked at Alanna as she shrugged. She observed thoughtfully "I guess she's finally gone."
I smiled at the thought and mumbled "Yeah, good riddance."
We walked over to my limo and slid onto the plush seats in the back. I glanced at Alanna who was staring out the window as the car started.
"You're pregnant with Sebastian's baby?" She inquired looking at my rather plump stomach. I nodded and rubbed my belly.
"But we're not speaking right now. I guess I'm just angry that he's not going to be a reliable father, when he is basically the reason why I am pregnant." I sighed as my cell rang.
I pulled the loudly ringing phone out of my small, black purse and answered "Hello?"
The sweet sound of my mother made me cringe. "Kathryn dear, it's your mother. I want to makes amends with you."
I swallowed the lump in my throat. I knew this was coming, I just didn't think she'd have the balls to call me on the same day as Aaliyah's funeral.
"There's nothing you can say or do to make me want to forgive you mother." Alanna's eyes lit up and watched my face as I quarreled with our mother.
"I just want to sort out our differences, I don't want this to be an ongoing thing. After all, you're my only daughter and I love you." I smirked at that last comment. Two lies so far.
I gave in, not wanting to hear her beg. "Fine mother, I'll be over there in a little bit. Just to talk. Nothing else understood?" I didn't even wait to hear an answer before I hung up.
I rolled my eyes and groaned loudly as Alanna watched me. "What did she want?"
"She wants to 'sort out our differences'. I know it's all bullshit but I" Before I could finish my sentence Alanna cut me off.
"Kathryn, I have a bad feeling about this. Tiffani Merteuil is not capable of good intentions." Her face was worried and it began to make me wonder what the hell my mother would want to talk about.
**Tiffani's POV**
"Fine mother, I'll be over there in a little bit. Just to talk. Nothing else understood?" I smiled triumphantly as my whore of a daughter hung up the phone.
I had moved back into the penthouse a couple weeks ago when Edward called me out of the blue and begged for forgiveness. And being the loving wife that I am, I forgave him and came back home.
I got up and grabbed a small white paper that had numbers on it from a folder on my desk. I picked up the phone and dialed the number written on the paper. The phone rang several times before a man with a deep voice picked up. "Hello?"
I cut right to the chase "Do you have what I paid for?" His deep voice boomed through the phone as he laughed.
It aggravated me and I was close to losing my temper "Well? Do you have it or what?"
"Of course I have it. I sent someone to deliver it to your home. Now I trust that you know that we have never met, and this conversation never happened." I rolled my eyes and agreed.
"Yeah I know. Goodbye Greg." I then hung up and walked into the dining room.
The maids were hurrying along putting trays of food on the dining room table. It was set for two and as I sauntered around the townhouse, the doorbell rang and a maid ran to answer it. She scurried back to me with a brown paper bag in her hands.
I grabbed it from her as she spoke in broken English "Mrs. Merteuil, someone send this you." I nodded and told her to get back to work. As she left the room, I pulled out the small vile from the bag and smiled.
I emptied the contents of the vile into one of the water glasses at the end of the table and went about my business. Kathryn would pay just as much as Aaliyah did. And I'd see to it personally. The doorbell rang and I grinned as I went to greet my daughter.
**Kathryn's POV**
I gave Alanna the key to my penthouse and the limo dropped her off. She wished me luck before the car drove away. My mother waltzed into the foyer as a maid took my coat. She gave me a cat like grin as she opened her arms to hug me.
I stepped back and traversed around her to head into the sitting room. She tipped behind me and pointed to the dining room where several maids scrambled around holding utensils and plates. I eyed my mother suspiciously as I sat down at one end of the long wooden table. She just smiled innocently and sat at the other end. A maid came and filled my glass with water and I sipped on it occasionally as my mother tried to chat with me.
"So Kathryn, I just want to tell you how sorry about Aaliyah's death." I looked at her incredulously.
"You know you don't mean that. I saw the smile on your face at her funeral this morning. You don't regret a goddamn thing." I took a larger gulp of the water and watched as my mother examined me with an amused grin.
I put the glass down and glared at her. Her grin turned into a malicious smirk as she stood up. "Kathryn you're right. I don't regret anything I've ever done, but there's one thing I wish I could take back. And that's giving birth to you. You've done nothing but get in my way ever since I pushed you out. I hate you, plain and simple."
I stood up and stalked over to her. I gave her a hateful glare and smacked her across the face. "Well sorry to say, this problem will never go away. Ever. But I can assure you that when all this is over, you will woe the day you put your hands on my best friend."
She looked at me in shock but her raging eyes staring back at me in fury quickly replaced it. She put her hands on her hips and squinted her eyes. "Oh I doubt that Kathryn."
I just grinned and ambled slowly out of the room and closed the door behind me. I stood behind it to hear a few dishes being thrown about in the room. I smiled to myself and walked out the house.
**
Kathryn stepped out of the limo and smiled at the doorman as she walked by. She threw her keys on the nightstand in her room and sat down on her bed. She walked into the hallway "Alanna, where are you?"
Her sister called back to her from the room down the hall. Alanna stepped out of the room and passed by Kathryn. She sat on the opulent chaise and waited for Kathryn to speak. "Well?"
"Same old conversation we've always had. She started talking about regretting my birth and how I was always a pain and" Kathryn stopped for a moment before running to the bathroom. Alanna jumped up and raced behind her to see what was wrong.
Kathryn threw her head in the toilet as Alanna held her hair back. She threw up for a few minutes before standing up. She wiped her mouth with the towel her sister handed her. Kathryn glanced at Alanna to see her watching her nervously. "Are you alright Kathryn?"
Kathryn's mouth opened suddenly and she clutched her stomach. "Call the hospital, something's wrong." Alanna ran into Kathryn's room, picked up the phone and dialed 911. She spun around quickly when she heard Kathryn collapse to the floor in pain.
**Next Day**
Kathryn opened her eyes and looked around. She was in the hospital again. She saw Sebastian with his head in his hands crying. She touched his head as he looked up at her through tears. Immediately she knew what had happened. She closed her eyes as tears fell down her cheeks and she shook her head in sorrow.
"They're dead, aren't they?" She watched him nod weakly and she put her hand on her stomach.
Sebastian brushed the tears away and put his hand on hers. This time Kathryn didn't pull away from his grasp. Instead, she pulled him into a hug as she sobbed.
"It's all her fault! She did it! She killed our children!" He pulled away as he looked at her in confusion.
"Who did it Kathryn?" She watched his eyes flicker in anger as she started to explain.
"My mother, I saw her today for lunch. She must have put something in my drink. She killed Aaliyah and now our children are dead." She conceited looking into his eyes. They softened a bit and Sebastian held her while he tried to comfort her.
"It's not your fault Kathryn, you didn't know she'd do something like this." She shook her head over and over again as she gave him a look full of guilt.
"It is my fault. She'd be here if it wasn't for me." He looked at her in confusion as she stared at the floor in shame.
"You mean Aaliyah? That wasn't your fault."
"No! I'm responsible for it. I didn't push her, but it's my fault. I'm the one who got her killed! It wasn't supposed to end like this!" He watched as she brushed her tears away, yet more still came down.
"What do you mean it's your fault?" Kathryn looked out the window with a blank expression.
"My mother wasn't supposed to get violent, it was an accident."
To Be Continued
AN: Sorry I hadn't updated in a while. I had a serious case of writer's block. I knew what was supposed to happen in this chapter, but I just couldn't seem to write it down and have it make sense. I don't know if anyone understands what I'm talking about, but I'm sure the other writers know what I'm trying to say. So I just decided to improvise. Hope you liked it.
Please Review!
AN: There's one more chapter left and then the epilogue. After all that is sent out, I'll pay more attention to Sanctuary. Please give me some more reviews on that story. If no one sends any I might not update Sanctuary.
Tough Love
Chapter 14- Enemies and Family Don't Mix
Summary- Annette returns from London to give Kathryn unexpected news. Kathryn faces more tragedy because of her mother.
**Sebastian's POV**
It has been a week since Aaliyah's death and unfortunately, Kathryn has shut everyone out. She's been in her other townhouse in the city and hasn't been letting anyone in to see her. She refused to answer her phones and hasn't gone out at all.
Today is Aaliyah's funeral and I'm not sure if Kathryn is going to be there. Tiffani told the police that when she was in the bathroom, she heard Aaliyah scream and found her at the bottom of the stairs. Of course they believed her, because after all, she's the great Tiffani Merteuil.
~Flashback~
Kathryn sat in the hospital bed staring blankly at the floor. She had just been put back in the bed as Sebastian wheeled her out of Aaliyah's hospital room. Kathryn had just seen Aaliyah die and Sebastian sat next to her deep in thought.
As he rubbed her hand, she jerked away from him. She laid on her side facing away from him. Sebastian stood up in defeat and gave it one last try.
"Kathryn, you can't just block me out forever." She scoffed and twisted her body to look him in the face.
"No I can't Sebastian. But I can try. Now go away, I want to be alone." She faced the wall again and listened until she heard the wooden door open and close behind him.
~End of Flashback~
**Kathryn's POV**
I walked across the cemetery to where the funeral was held. Blaine patted the back of my shoulder sympathetically and I glared at him. "I don't want anyone's sympathy. And don't expect me to cry because I'm not going to."
He smiled amusedly as I walked faster to get ahead of him. My Gucci heel got caught on something and I tripped. On my way down, a pair of arms caught me. I looked up to see Sebastian smiling at me.
I backed away from him and pulled on the bottom of my black Armani dress. I gave him a fake smile and mumbled "Thanks Valmont."
He followed me as I took a seat in the second row. Blaine sat on my right and Sebastian sat on my left. I crossed my legs and stared over at the coffin.
It was a dark, long wooden coffin with Aaliyah's name engraved on the side in gold. I took a deep breath as her so called 'friends and family' filled the empty chairs around us. My mother sat in front of me with my stepfather and turned around to sneak me a superior smile.
I looked away from her and rolled my eyes as I tapped my foot on the ground anxiously. The sooner this thing starts, the sooner I can leave.
**Sebastian's POV**
During the entire service Kathryn had stared at Aaliyah's coffin and nowhere else. And as everyone paid their respects to Aaliyah in front of her coffin, Kathryn stayed seated in her chair as she waited for everybody to leave.
I touched Kathryn's shoulder as I stood up to leave the cemetery. She moved away from my grasp and barely whispered, "Just go Sebastian."
I glanced at Blaine and he nodded in agreement. I took one last look at Aaliyah's casket and climbed into the black limo waiting for me outside the cemetery gates.
**
Kathryn stood up as Sebastian's limo sped down the crowded road. Blaine walked towards the gates to give her time to say goodbye. Kathryn walked over to the coffin and pulled a white rose from her purse. She kissed the flower and set it on top of the smooth coffin.
She crossed her arms and murmured "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me." Kathryn looked down at her feet and kicked a few pebbles that were on the ground. "But I promise you this; I will get revenge in your name. My mother will pay for what she had done to you." She blinked back the tears that threatened to overflow. "I will always be thinking of you, no matter what. I miss you Aaliyah. Always."
She kissed her hand and laid it on the cold, shiny coffin. She turned around and walked over to where Blaine was waiting. She gave him a weak smile and kept walking.
"When are you going to forgive Valmont? You know you can't do this forever Kathryn." Blaine inquired catching up to her.
As they passed the tall, iron gates and approached the dirt road where the limos were waiting, a black limo stopped right in front of them. Annette stepped out holding a brown envelope. Blaine smiled and touched Kathryn's arm. "I can see you have business to attend to. I'll call you later Kathryn, and I know you'll fill me in." Kathryn passed him a sly grin before he jogged across the now desolate drive to the limo awaiting his arrival.
Kathryn watched as he disappeared into the limo and looked back at the brown envelope in Annette's hands. She grabbed the envelope and eyed Annette carefully. Annette shifted between feet uncomfortably and began to explain its importance.
"I met the guy you told me about and he gave me the information you wanted. But I don't think you're ready for what I found out." Kathryn put her hands on her hips and impatiently waited for Annette to finish.
"The truth is, well I don't know how to say this, but you have a twin sister Kathryn." Her mouth dropped open as she suddenly lost her breath.
She quickly recovered and opened up the large, brown envelope. She pulled a few papers out and examined them. She shook her head in disbelief and glanced back at Annette in confusion.
"But it says that it's.. I don't believe this." Annette nodded as a nicely dressed brunette stepped out of the car Annette came from a few minutes earlier. Kathryn looked at her face and knew that Annette was telling the truth.
The brunette pushed back a strand of her silky dark brown hair from her face and smiled. "Hello Kathryn, long time no see."
Kathryn put her hand over her mouth. "Oh my God. Alanna, you're my twin?"
She studied the woman standing in front of her. Sure they looked very much alike when they met, but Kathryn never thought that Alanna was related to her, let alone her twin. Alanna's hair was a darker brown the last time she saw Kathryn, but was now tinted lighter and was very close to Kathryn's hair color. But looking at her now, they did look exactly alike. Alanna looked exquisite wearing a knee length black dress. Her hair was pulled up in a low ponytail, and was the mirror reflection of Kathryn. The fact that Kathryn was pregnant was the only difference between the two. Alanna shared Kathryn's deep hazel eyes, and her smooth, creamy like complexion. Kathryn was a few inches shorter than her, even wearing heels.
**Kathryn's POV**
Looking at Alanna, I could tell that she was my sister by the way she acted and her facial expressions. It was a Merteuil trait the way we carried ourselves, and even though she didn't grow up here, she still had the same confidence that my mother and I share. I watched as Alanna told me her life story, and where's she's been these past years.
"Umm, our mother had us in London if you didn't know. But when I was born they thought something was wrong with me, and that I had some kind of spinal disease. Knowing how Tiffani Merteuil is, of course she gave me away as soon as possible. She wanted perfect children, and since the doctors thought I had problems, she just had to give me away. She left me on the stairs of an orphanage as soon as I was old enough to be away from my mother. If she had kept me long enough, she would have found out that the tests they ran on me were negative. But she didn't care, because she still had you. She told everybody that I died during birth and she never talked about me again."
Alanna clenched her fists in anger and continued "Well, I bounced through foster homes until I was sent to this rich old couple; Penelope and Carlton Martinez. They raised me in high society and groomed me into the woman I am now. They died a few years ago and left me their fortune. I met Aaliyah the year I was sent to live with them and we automatically became the best of friends. I never knew my real family until Annette found me. I thought she was lying, but she had the paperwork to prove it." Alanna pointed to the papers I was holding onto.
After a few minutes of awkward silence I finally spoke up "Now that I found out the truth, I assume you're going to help me get even with my.. our mother for all the harm she caused." Alanna gave me a brilliant smile and nodded.
"But first I think we have some catching up to do. And then I'd enjoy watching her suffer, she deserves it." I smiled back and turned around to see Annette gone and her limo turning onto the boulevard at the end of the dirt road.
I looked at Alanna as she shrugged. She observed thoughtfully "I guess she's finally gone."
I smiled at the thought and mumbled "Yeah, good riddance."
We walked over to my limo and slid onto the plush seats in the back. I glanced at Alanna who was staring out the window as the car started.
"You're pregnant with Sebastian's baby?" She inquired looking at my rather plump stomach. I nodded and rubbed my belly.
"But we're not speaking right now. I guess I'm just angry that he's not going to be a reliable father, when he is basically the reason why I am pregnant." I sighed as my cell rang.
I pulled the loudly ringing phone out of my small, black purse and answered "Hello?"
The sweet sound of my mother made me cringe. "Kathryn dear, it's your mother. I want to makes amends with you."
I swallowed the lump in my throat. I knew this was coming, I just didn't think she'd have the balls to call me on the same day as Aaliyah's funeral.
"There's nothing you can say or do to make me want to forgive you mother." Alanna's eyes lit up and watched my face as I quarreled with our mother.
"I just want to sort out our differences, I don't want this to be an ongoing thing. After all, you're my only daughter and I love you." I smirked at that last comment. Two lies so far.
I gave in, not wanting to hear her beg. "Fine mother, I'll be over there in a little bit. Just to talk. Nothing else understood?" I didn't even wait to hear an answer before I hung up.
I rolled my eyes and groaned loudly as Alanna watched me. "What did she want?"
"She wants to 'sort out our differences'. I know it's all bullshit but I" Before I could finish my sentence Alanna cut me off.
"Kathryn, I have a bad feeling about this. Tiffani Merteuil is not capable of good intentions." Her face was worried and it began to make me wonder what the hell my mother would want to talk about.
**Tiffani's POV**
"Fine mother, I'll be over there in a little bit. Just to talk. Nothing else understood?" I smiled triumphantly as my whore of a daughter hung up the phone.
I had moved back into the penthouse a couple weeks ago when Edward called me out of the blue and begged for forgiveness. And being the loving wife that I am, I forgave him and came back home.
I got up and grabbed a small white paper that had numbers on it from a folder on my desk. I picked up the phone and dialed the number written on the paper. The phone rang several times before a man with a deep voice picked up. "Hello?"
I cut right to the chase "Do you have what I paid for?" His deep voice boomed through the phone as he laughed.
It aggravated me and I was close to losing my temper "Well? Do you have it or what?"
"Of course I have it. I sent someone to deliver it to your home. Now I trust that you know that we have never met, and this conversation never happened." I rolled my eyes and agreed.
"Yeah I know. Goodbye Greg." I then hung up and walked into the dining room.
The maids were hurrying along putting trays of food on the dining room table. It was set for two and as I sauntered around the townhouse, the doorbell rang and a maid ran to answer it. She scurried back to me with a brown paper bag in her hands.
I grabbed it from her as she spoke in broken English "Mrs. Merteuil, someone send this you." I nodded and told her to get back to work. As she left the room, I pulled out the small vile from the bag and smiled.
I emptied the contents of the vile into one of the water glasses at the end of the table and went about my business. Kathryn would pay just as much as Aaliyah did. And I'd see to it personally. The doorbell rang and I grinned as I went to greet my daughter.
**Kathryn's POV**
I gave Alanna the key to my penthouse and the limo dropped her off. She wished me luck before the car drove away. My mother waltzed into the foyer as a maid took my coat. She gave me a cat like grin as she opened her arms to hug me.
I stepped back and traversed around her to head into the sitting room. She tipped behind me and pointed to the dining room where several maids scrambled around holding utensils and plates. I eyed my mother suspiciously as I sat down at one end of the long wooden table. She just smiled innocently and sat at the other end. A maid came and filled my glass with water and I sipped on it occasionally as my mother tried to chat with me.
"So Kathryn, I just want to tell you how sorry about Aaliyah's death." I looked at her incredulously.
"You know you don't mean that. I saw the smile on your face at her funeral this morning. You don't regret a goddamn thing." I took a larger gulp of the water and watched as my mother examined me with an amused grin.
I put the glass down and glared at her. Her grin turned into a malicious smirk as she stood up. "Kathryn you're right. I don't regret anything I've ever done, but there's one thing I wish I could take back. And that's giving birth to you. You've done nothing but get in my way ever since I pushed you out. I hate you, plain and simple."
I stood up and stalked over to her. I gave her a hateful glare and smacked her across the face. "Well sorry to say, this problem will never go away. Ever. But I can assure you that when all this is over, you will woe the day you put your hands on my best friend."
She looked at me in shock but her raging eyes staring back at me in fury quickly replaced it. She put her hands on her hips and squinted her eyes. "Oh I doubt that Kathryn."
I just grinned and ambled slowly out of the room and closed the door behind me. I stood behind it to hear a few dishes being thrown about in the room. I smiled to myself and walked out the house.
**
Kathryn stepped out of the limo and smiled at the doorman as she walked by. She threw her keys on the nightstand in her room and sat down on her bed. She walked into the hallway "Alanna, where are you?"
Her sister called back to her from the room down the hall. Alanna stepped out of the room and passed by Kathryn. She sat on the opulent chaise and waited for Kathryn to speak. "Well?"
"Same old conversation we've always had. She started talking about regretting my birth and how I was always a pain and" Kathryn stopped for a moment before running to the bathroom. Alanna jumped up and raced behind her to see what was wrong.
Kathryn threw her head in the toilet as Alanna held her hair back. She threw up for a few minutes before standing up. She wiped her mouth with the towel her sister handed her. Kathryn glanced at Alanna to see her watching her nervously. "Are you alright Kathryn?"
Kathryn's mouth opened suddenly and she clutched her stomach. "Call the hospital, something's wrong." Alanna ran into Kathryn's room, picked up the phone and dialed 911. She spun around quickly when she heard Kathryn collapse to the floor in pain.
**Next Day**
Kathryn opened her eyes and looked around. She was in the hospital again. She saw Sebastian with his head in his hands crying. She touched his head as he looked up at her through tears. Immediately she knew what had happened. She closed her eyes as tears fell down her cheeks and she shook her head in sorrow.
"They're dead, aren't they?" She watched him nod weakly and she put her hand on her stomach.
Sebastian brushed the tears away and put his hand on hers. This time Kathryn didn't pull away from his grasp. Instead, she pulled him into a hug as she sobbed.
"It's all her fault! She did it! She killed our children!" He pulled away as he looked at her in confusion.
"Who did it Kathryn?" She watched his eyes flicker in anger as she started to explain.
"My mother, I saw her today for lunch. She must have put something in my drink. She killed Aaliyah and now our children are dead." She conceited looking into his eyes. They softened a bit and Sebastian held her while he tried to comfort her.
"It's not your fault Kathryn, you didn't know she'd do something like this." She shook her head over and over again as she gave him a look full of guilt.
"It is my fault. She'd be here if it wasn't for me." He looked at her in confusion as she stared at the floor in shame.
"You mean Aaliyah? That wasn't your fault."
"No! I'm responsible for it. I didn't push her, but it's my fault. I'm the one who got her killed! It wasn't supposed to end like this!" He watched as she brushed her tears away, yet more still came down.
"What do you mean it's your fault?" Kathryn looked out the window with a blank expression.
"My mother wasn't supposed to get violent, it was an accident."
To Be Continued
AN: Sorry I hadn't updated in a while. I had a serious case of writer's block. I knew what was supposed to happen in this chapter, but I just couldn't seem to write it down and have it make sense. I don't know if anyone understands what I'm talking about, but I'm sure the other writers know what I'm trying to say. So I just decided to improvise. Hope you liked it.
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