Engaged to the Heartless Heartbreaker ✔

Chapter 30 - Breaking Free

To @together2013, for suggesting the beautiful song "The Heart Wants What It Wants." Yep, the song truly depicts how Thea feels.
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~~~ CHAPTER 30 - BREAKING FREE ~~~

I was in the lobby when I bumped into someone. When I looked up, I saw Dylan.

"Y-you're crying, Thea. What's going on?" he asked, very concerned.

"I need to get out of here. I just need to get out of here," I said, sobbing.

Dylan grabbed my forearm and we rode on an elevator going to the ground floor.

The two of us went to the basement parking space where his car was waiting.

I was already inside Dylan's car when I felt the vibration of my phone in my purse. I took it and saw a call from Nigel.

For the first time, he gave me a call.

I didn't answer it instead I put the phone back in my purse. The car already moved on.

The phone inside my purse vibrated and vibrated and vibrated and vibrated... and vibrated. Giving it my best shot, I kept my hands off it.

When it stopped vibrating, that was only the time when I took it out again to check on it. I saw twenty-six missed calls. All came from him. What did he want from me this time? The show was already over.

There were several text messages as well. There was one from Kara, three from mom, and all the rest were from Nigel.

I read Kara's message.

How's the party?

I opened Mommy Carol's messages.

Where are you, darling?

She must be really worried by now. I texted her back.

I have a terrible headache, mom. I'm going ahead to the condo. Don't worry about me. Just enjoy, mom.

Tears fell down from my eyes again. Was it even possible for Mommy Carol to love me more than her own son that it even ended her to blackmail him just because of me?

Oh, mommy! Why? I couldn't understand... Why?

Then, I decided to open Nigel's chain of messages.

Where are you?

Where are you? It was all the same for about fifteen messages.

Then, it became all in capital letters.

WHERE ARE YOU?

WHERE ARE YOU?

WHERE ARE YOU, ALTHEA?

Finally, it became,

WHERE THE F-CKING HELL ARE YOU?????

Huh, Nigel and his cussing!

Go to hell, damn you! I wanted to text back. Go to hell with your real fiancèe, Maria Stella!

I then sobbed helplessly.

I never learned my lesson! How could I easily forget that Nigel was heartless?

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"So where do you want to go?" Dylan asked me while he drove.

"Just anywhere... anywhere... somewhere... a place where I could just have some time to think..." I was sobbing and I wasn't actually thinking. I was so stressed out that I couldn't think anymore.