And She Was Caught (Completed)

Chapter 9

CHAPTER NINE

"Whose fiancé are you talking about?" I asked as my brain went on overdrive. I stood slowly, balancing myself because my knees were trembling too much. Jack started his way to me but I held my hand up, stopping him effectively. "Alexis is dead?"

"Vanessa," Jack said in a careful tone. I didn't know if he was testing me or he was telling me off.

I gasped a shaky laugh, "How could you face me and smile at me knowing that my fiancé is dead? How could you act like everything is okay and now you're telling me Alex is dead?" What they didn't do was answer me and that was what I needed the most, I needed answers.

"Tell me! Is my Alex dead?" I screamed and the sympathy from Cain's face made my heart ache. "Cain, tell me, huh?" I begged and made my way to him. Jack didn't move a muscle. My lungs were on fire as tears pricked my eyes insistently.

I was at a reaching distance when my knees buckled again and both men made a move to catch me when I fell, I swatted Jack's hand. I didn't need his help. I was able to regain my balance and held on Cain's arms. He couldn't even look in my eyes.

"Look at me!" I demanded and he gave me his eyes.

"Alexis Weizman is dead, Vanessa. Alejandro Motreal had him dead because of his betrayal." Cain told me and I stared at him, horrified. How could that happen? I was just talking to him before this shit happened. I was screaming at him, telling him he betrayed me. I looked around the motel room, my mind going miles and miles per second. My throat closed and I wheezed to breath.

I took a step back as my tears started to fall. "You're lying!" I swallowed and tried to stop myself from crying. "That's not true. He's not dead." I continued to shake my head slowly.

Cain shook his head once, "He received two gunshots to his chest."

Chest? Where in his chest? Were they able to get him to hospital right away? They could perform surgery and repair what was damaged. A good surgeon could do it, Mel could save him. "He couldn't be dead, Cain. He couldn't." I told him, almost begging him to believe me. But then he avoided my eyes and looked away.

I started pacing.

"That couldn't be true. I was just talking to him before they came to my house. I was just asking him why did he betray me? Why did he lie to me?" I ranted as I walked around, tears were continuously falling.

Pathetic mewls spilled from my lips and I bit them to stop the wails from coming. My heart hurt so much I had to release the pressure. I couldn't breathe right. Trying to make my chest lighter, I thumped on my chest. "I need to see him. I need to call him. I have to talk to him and ask him to see me."

I swiveled to Jack, "Jack, we need to get to him. Bring me to him."

He shook his head and his face was a mask, as if seeing me hurts him physically. My face fell and I started to get angry at him. "Bring me to him or I'll go there myself!"

"Vanessa, take a breath and let's talk about this more calmly." He said in a scarily calm voice but I was just beyond being reasonable. I couldn't think straight.

"Take a breath? What calm are you talking about? That man that you said was dead is the man I thought I would spend my life with for the rest of my life! Are you saying I take a breath and talk about the man I love is dead? I can't! Can't you see? My heart hurt so much I feel like I am dying! I need to talk to him and ask him why did he lie to me all these years? I have too many questions to ask! I need to know why he saved me twice from getting killed, then last night he did it again." I was shouting and my throat hurt from it but I continued. Because I needed it. Somehow, screaming made breathing easier.