Make Me Love You Again

Chapter Four

Helloooo! So, big revelation in chapter four. :) What do u think? Lucas surely has to make it up, but why did he showed up with a third class hooker? Huhuh, confusing right? :D He is going to make her love him again, but then again he talked ugly about her again! WHY? *lols* I had written this chapter long ago, maybe two weeks ago, but I forgot to write chapter three. T___T I know, I'm weird. So off you go! 

Gramma faults, blabla, u know the drill. So I won't repeat my words anymore. I'm trying to improve, so... xd 

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Chapter Four – The Past

Catherine’s POV

Staring out of the window and meeting the usual weather of London: rain. Children were running on the streets joyfully. Jumping up and down in plashes while twirling. They played. They didn’t care what people thought about them. They were having fun. It’s wonderful to look at the younger generation living without any cares. Just living the day and not caring about yesterday or tomorrow.

I’d wished to be like them, but unfortunately I’m stuck. Stuck with my experiences of distaste, distrust, pain, nightmares, indignity, lies and no love.

Only one day after the big announcement I had been staring out of the window since I woke up. I don’t want to look depressive, but I had no energy to do something. After their concert they would join me. I have to deal with it, but how can I possibly work with them if my heart was shattered last summer? The past made my stomach twist and impossible to forget.

It looks like it won’t stop raining for the next hours. The clouds were having fights with each other. One after another bounced each other. They became darker and fought with their raindrops. Clouds. They are predictable, but they don’t have mercy for each other.

I’m lost in my thoughts. Thoughts about everything that had broken me in millions of pieces. It took time to put the pieces together, but now… It feels like they won’t fit together anymore. Time doesn’t heal anything. No, time is playing with your mind. You think that you need time to put everything together again, but it’s not. Time is just a number. Feelings don’t need time. These feelings are your soul, your sincerest love. These can’t disappear like you wanted to.

My feelings… I hated them.

Two years ago I moved to London to attend college. I was majoring in English and Asian Literature and Writing. Since I was ten years old I started to write stories, lyrics and choruses. I was determined to be a writer or a sing-and-songwriter, because I had a lot of projects I had a shorter process. Instead of four years I planned to graduate within two years. After these two years I would be moving to Asia. Hoping I would get through college and campus unknown and without any problems. That people, was my plan.

My first year was quite normal and fast. Everything went as planned. I’d passed my courses with straight A’s and I didn’t had any problems on college, campus nor my projects outside of my study. I’d also made a new friend, Layla. She was one year older and it was also her first year on the University of London. She was majoring in Historical Arts. Don’t ask me why, but she knows a lot about them since her grandfather told her almost everything about since she was small.

My second and last year was about to be my best year I’d ever had, until that night. That night crushed me down. Everything that I had was broken. Everything. I’d never experienced so many different feelings at once. It was outrageous and I thought the lie was a lie, but it wasn’t. It wasn’t…

Since my last year in college someone took a sudden interest in me. That person was Lucas Knight. He was everything that I didn’t wanted. He was a person that would fool around and not caring about the next thing. Lucas Knight, he’s the leader of Stereo Hearts. Stereo Hearts is a boy band. They are like the hottest thing the UK ever experienced. Well, half of the population went crazy because of their looks, appearances, voices and such… I tried to avoid them as much as I could. However… He tried to approach me in an appropriate manner. It was almost a dream. The more time we spent together, the more I felt comfortable around him. I realised that he was so down-to-earth. The total opposite from what I thought about him.