Cold Hearted August

Chapter 25 Ready Catalina

I can not recall the last time I had cried so hard that my eyes and throat burned, breathing becoming an obstacle with sobs and my vision was blurry with tears as I have over the past couple of days since the gallery.

I haven't seen or spoken to Lara since that night and part of me blamed myself, even though consolidation from the girls they say differently; they think it was Lara who was out of line for what she said to me; but then again I was slightly out of line as well. Lara had told me to stop but I choose to ignored it being in the heat of the moment but how does that make me the bad one? I was nervous, I was scared!

So what does Lara do? She literally pushes me away and calls me a slut?Really? She could have just calmly sat me down and tried to reason with me, although the champagne got to my judgment and I have been forcing myself on her, but still!

Know what no, I'm not going to think about this today. I'm going to enjoy the day with my family and forget all about Lara August.

Putting  a smile on my face I took one last look in the mirror; my eyes still a bit puffy even though I had ran cold water over them to hide the tears that streaked down my cheeks. Taking a final deep breath I adjusted my long white skirt and fitted white top before stepping out of the bathroom to join the rest of my family.

My parents had invited practically every aunt and uncle they could; some even flew from out of state, the backyard flooded with cousins ranging in age from new borne to thirties. I never realized how big my family was until now. Cheerful sounds of laughter and pictures of bright smiles lifted my darkened mood. A crowd of roaring welcomes echoed from the yard as I turned to see who had come to join the party; my heart stopped and breathing hitched in my throat when I saw Lara. She smiled shyly before bowing her head as if ashamed of something. She shared a short exchange of words with my mother before slowly walking towards me.

Getting up from the table were I sat with a few relatives at had flown in from Peru I excused myself, grabbing a random piece of Tupperware and I met Lara half way but walking past her and towards the house. I didn't want to see her, yet that didn't stop her from following me into the kitchen.

"Go away Lara". I sighed from annoyance turning my back,walking away from the girl I had almost willingly would have given everything that I stood for.

 "Cat just let me apologize, please? I'm sorry for what I said." Lara begged as she continued to follow me to the kitchen.

 "Wow never thought I would see the day that Lara'the fuck girl 'August felt bad about anything she did." I bit back harshly with an amused laugh practically slamming the Tupperware into the sink.

 "That's because I normally don't care." she argued.

 "Oh, and you care about me?"I asked still with an attitude.

 "More than you can understand." Lara answered walking closer to me; her eyes were sky blue,soft, and calming; gentle .Love and regret emanating through the iris's as her pupils that dilated.

I knew she wanted me and who was I to lie and deny that I wanted her too. I had never wanted or craved anyone's touch like I did for Lara's since being with her felt so incredibly amazing and right as if we were meant to be.

The room fell silent as the noise from outside seemed to fade and washout as I stared into Lara's eyes, my fingers trembling as they wanted to take hold of Lara's flushed cheeks cupping them while my kiss claimed her lips. No. I couldn't let our actions from last night be repeated. I couldn't allow it.

Tearing our gaze away broke something inside  me as I just wished to get lost in Lara's eyes and be held in her comforting embrace but after the other night I couldn't make heads or tails of what Lara could possible want or be thinking and I didn't want to keep going in circles. It felt best to just cut my losses, calling it quits and deal with the backlash the girls were going to give me.