My Sister's Fiance

Chapter thirty six -- Her history

Been planning to edit but since its a long shot and its pretty long I guess it'll have to wait. Anyways, Ill be editing it in time and changed to third person narration starting this chapter and the previous one and then onwards. Sorry for the inconvenience!

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Cassandra felt paralyzed and helpless since her hospitalization that had cause her a lot of restrictions. Jeremy were too strict and adamant for its implementation and she hate it and the bore it brings.

She sighed. Her doctor advise her rest, a lot of it and then a regular check up too since they don't seem pretty sure to understand her results but she wasn't afraid of her health she was more concerned that it will bring back much of her hidden past, which is the last thing she wish to unload right now that everything seems to fall into place.

Bored, she just went to her kitchen and decided to cook something but was just left their unmoved and worrying.

Can she really hid and runaway forever? Even if she could she knows Jem needs to know her past to fully accept her but--- but will he really accept her? The thought of rejection in his eyes tormented her and sent cold chills in her spine. She dreaded it.

But thinking that maybe she's just paranoid and that she just needs to have faith in fate and in Jem - -

"Cattey?" Jeremy came bolting in her doorstep. His voice were somehow in distressed and she felt more paranoia. 

"Im in the kitchen!" she shouted putting more glee in her voice hiding her worries behind her smile.

Arriving almost disheveled, Jeremy appeared with his face almost unreadable. She gulped, Jeremy left with an appointment with her doctors today. He insisted on going to avoid anymore stressed and worked for her but now he was back with what? A confused and contorted expression?

"Hey. ." She beamed at him as he reach for her and hugged her tight. His body seems to emit a want of assurance and love. She wonder why.

"I don't understand." he murmurs in her neck still unwilling to let her go. His voice were breaking, feeling the want of denial for something. --"The doctors said that your bruises started ages ago. And it has to do with constant beating. Yes I remember Emme telling me you got bruised before but---" He trailed of as he drift slightly apart and looked at me in the eye while cupping my face lovingly.  "But the doctors said you must have history of it. .Who Cattey? Who beats you?"

His voice mirrored not just confusion but controlled anger and pain. His eyes lock into hers searching for answers. Lowering her gaze as she pulled a part of his shirt trying to think and explain but the only words that came out from her mouth is sorry. She tried not to sob but failed misserably, she end up crying in his chest unsure whether to tell him the real reason behind her bruises. So far from hiding and running, her tail were obviously caught and the dread had landed head on her doorstep today.

"You gotta tell me. .you need to tell me. Cattey. " his desperate and tired she know it but she was simply scared to tell him the truth. What if he wouldn't accept her and leave her after all? Can she take it to be alone? Her sister is already gone and she can't afford to lose him too.

She was too afraid to gamble, she knew she wasn't good at it. She was too coward to let her past be known.

Jeremy on the other hand wanted the truth whether how dark it could be and no matter how helpless he may felt. He just wanted to know.

Pushing her slowly away while holding her slumped shoulder, he tilt her face and asked her again, this time his voice were so sincere and had content of pure love and the want to understand. "Who beats you Cassandra? Why are you being beaten? Abused? What- - why?. .I don't know what to do anymore and its driving me crazy how badly hurt you were. It makes me feel afraid to even touch you. Afraid you'll end up bruised again. Everytime the words run through my mind knowing someone laid their hands on you makes me go like a crazy wanting to brawl and skin every human being that comes my way and has potential responsibility for hitting you. God it even makes me want to rip every male species, I even want to castrate them one by one until I found the real culprit!"