Chapter Forty-Two

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"Every song tells a story"

Tiana


After getting my body, under control I walked into the living room. Carolyn was serving coffee, to Tristan's family members.

The hairs on the back of my neck rose. Turning my head, to the side I came eye to eye with Cathy. She was sitting on the window seat with a glass of bourbon in her hands.

Gone was the vibrant woman, filled with charisma. The Cathy that was, sitting not so far away from me, looked stressed out and pale. She even looked like, she lost some weight. My heart ached at the sight of her.

Carolyn stepped into my line of vision. She was clutching the platter to her chest. "Where is Tristan?"

"Showering. He will be down in a bit."

"Okay." She said. "I am going to finish making breakfast. I will have Stacey add more plates for our guests."

"Please do." I said, drily.

Her smile was strained. Nodding, she stalked off towards the kitchen.

Martha glanced at me, uncomfortably. I saw Cathy slid from the window seat. She glided over to the black instrument, which was in the corner of the room. She sat down on the stool. Lifting the lid, she stared at the keyboard.

Her expression was one of misery and sadness. Her fingers caressed the keyboard. The melodic sound, escaped the piano. A shiver ran through my body.

Her lips parted, and the lyrics for my favorite K-Drama came out. Her voice was soft and raspy.

'I should not have looked at you

I should have lived in another world

If I lived without knowing you
I wouldn't have known this pain'

While she belted out the lyrics, her eyes pierced mine. Long dainty fingers, flew across the piano flawlessly.

The silence in the room was deafening. The only sounds that could be heard was the sound of the piano and Cathy's voice cooing. All activities had stopped.

Cathy turned her face up to the ceiling.

'Even though everyday I erase you

Even though everyday I throw you away

My heart has already hidden you inside

And is not willing to let go, calling that love....

I believe love was happiness

Love that can't be spoken is a punishment from the heavens

My heart hurts every time I love you

Because you live, wiping away your tears.'

The memories I once shared with Cathy, circulated in my mind. Our bond was strong. We were once attached at the hips. Now our relationship was starting to become a blur.
The way she used to look at me with longing wasn't so obvious until now. I wasn't aware of her feelings, and even if I was aware, nothing would come of it, because I was straight. I rubbed my arm, up and down.

She leaned her head to the side. Staring straight at me, she belted out the last notes.

'The pain doesn't wash away
Even if I try to endure it

It's so hard to live day by day without you

You're my life.'

Her fingers, clamped down on the keyboard. She looked away. Her blond hair created a curtain around her face.

Her shoulders convulsed, Martha hurried past me. Enveloping her daughter in her arms, Cathy sobbed in the crook of her mother's arms. With each passing moment, my heart broke more and more.

I wanted to reach out with an helping hand towards her but... I didn't know how to do it. I backed away slowly.

Pivoting on my heels, I stalked out of the room.

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Love is punishment by K.Will

I still need sometime to get my shit together, but I couldn't leave my readers hanging. So I logged in just for the sake of updating. I can't stay long.... Anyways have a good day or night.

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