FALLING FOR MR J

Chapter 22

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Half an hour later...
While I sit outside of her place in my car, I'm thinking hard. I'm having a battle with myself wondering if I'm doing the right thing. She could tell me to leave. Hell, she might not even want to hear what I have to say either. There's a good chance she hates me by now too, especially after the way I'd spoken to her.
As those questions run through my head, something catches my eye. Somebody's standing in her window and by the looks of it, it's a man. Seeing him puts me on high alert. I'm thinking he's hurting her. Only just as I stand outside of her front gate, her front door swings open. She's in mid-smile after hearing her laugh, but as soon as her eyes land on me? It sadly drops.

"J-Johnathan, you're here? W-what are you doing here?"
As much as I want to speak to her right now, all I'm thinking about is running in there. I want to drag that kid out, but the thing that's stopping me? It's the fact she was just smiling a few seconds ago. Why the hell was she smiling? And why the fuck is he in her place? Wait, is she with him? Are they a thing? She can't be serious, can she? The fucker kidnapped her!

"Hey Kat, where do you want these picture frames? Do you just..."
He's about to say something else, but that's when I see him and when he sees me, his brows lift.
"Shit," is all he says and all I want to do still is kick his arse!
"Care to tell me what the fuck is going on? Katelya, why the fuck is he in your house?"
When I first began, she looked pissed. Only the moment I say her name her head tilts.
"What," I ask, and then shook her head.
"You called me, by my name, my proper name..."
Now I'm confused. Yeah, I guess it's taking a while to get used to it, but what's the big deal?

"Yeah, so..."
Her face suddenly changes from looking slightly shocked to pissed again.
"Why are you here, John? Is there a reason or did you just come to make sure I leave for good?"

What the hell, John? Since when does she call me John? Not only that, but why the hell would I want to see her off? Jesus, I want her to stay.

"I'm... well, I came to see you. I was hoping to speak with you, Mr Salem. He..."
She sighed, probably knowing what I'm about to say.
"So he's told you what's going on today and you thought you'd come and do what? Make sure I leave quietly? Hell, call me a slut? Make sure the entire street knows how much I'd disappointed you? Oh, and how much of a failure as a girlfriend, I'd made? Well, I've got news for you Mr Beezman! I already know this. You don't need to tell me okay! But don't worry you won't see or hear from me ever again. What Mr Salem had told you is true. In about an hour, I'll be leaving. I'm heading to the train station and I'm leaving for Paris. I'm going so now you've heard it from the horse's mouth you can leave now!"
She finished and turned to walk back inside. Only I call out before slamming the door in my face.

"What did you say?" She asked and I end up swallowing a lump down in my throat.
"I-I said I didn't come here for any of those reasons." She shook her head again, knowing full well that's not what I said.

"Just leave John. I have things I need to pack up still. To answer your question, Vincent is here with me. What I do has nothing to do with you. Who I have in my home has nothing to do with you either! Now if you don't mind I'm closing my door."

"Katelya, why him? Why the fuck are you with him? Him, of all people! He fucking kidnapped you. He and that fuck kidnapped you! You've chosen him over me?"
Her eyes snap up to meet mine. She's ready to kill me.
"First off, who I see has to fuck all to do with you! Second, you know nothing about him or his story or why he did what get did. Hell, I probably know him better than I know you! Let's face it, John, you've told me shit about you. I was in witness protection and I hated you not knowing who I truly was. Even though, I knew you were 'potentially' a bad person. Well, I still opened up to you!. But still, I know nothing about you! So tell me, who should I have in my home? You... the person I know absolutely nothing about, or him, the man who'd told me everything about him... the man who was there for me when I was at my lowest point. I had nobody by my side! Nobody helped me! Yes, I have my best friend, but he's settled with his fiancée now and they don't need my shit! But Vincent's the only one who's never hurt me. Not once. Yes, he had his part in all that crap, but as I've said from the start, he never hurt me! I've made my mistakes and I've owned up to every one of them too! I'd paid for them all. I've lost everything, but I'd gained one person who truly knows me. He gets me and he doesn't judge me on my past. He's not perfect, but who is?"