WHAT COMES AFTER THE END OF THIS

Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Yrene's PoV

The school week passes in a blur consisting of stolen kisses and every free moment being spent in Chase's office with the excuse of needing extra help with my AP maths course. 

Within the blink of an eye it is Friday, meaning it is Katie's birthday, and that mine is in three days. The whole day my three best friends had been giving me the vibe of knowing something that I didn't and that made me feel very weird and extremely curious and most of all not once did they mention how engaging Jason and I was an unfair decision but rather they switched gears to 'shipping' me with him than Chase, especially since they came over to my house on Tuesday. 

Speaking of Chase I had no idea whatsoever where we stood, some days he'd hold me so tight as if I would escape and other days he would just be plain distant and I would be the one to initiate conversation; I let it pass however as the side effect of grief of being cheated on.

 Anyhow, right now I had a party to get ready for.
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Chase's PoV

I was feeling guiltier by every passing minute. She deserved all the happiness in the world and I couldn't give that to her with all the risks our potential relationship would run. 

She deserved more than an old boyfriend she had to hide and would be too ashamed to introduce to her parents. She was young and inexperienced, broken and vulnerable and sometimes I couldn't help but feel like I was taking undue advantage of her.

 It was true, I was falling for her more every second and that any guilt I felt would be forgotten as soon as her warm and tender lips would come into contact with my heated skin or my aching lips. 

But it had to happen, I had to leave her.... but how? 

How could I leave her when I was in so deep and when I could feel she too was in too deep.

 Setting my mind on the idea of having to end whatever it was that I have with her, regardless of how both of us felt about each other, I return home only to receive my father fixing himself a drink from my scotch collection. 

Oh boy! This could not be good. 

"Father."

"Hello Chase. How are you?"

"Good, what about you?" 

"I'm good too and I'll be better once you take over the company, as promised."

"We talked about this, Father. I'm not ready yet."

"Son I'm old now. Someone needs to take over and your stubborn brother has refused to do so and you know it. I need you."

"Please-"

"You have one and a half year till the bargain ends, then you leave teaching and take over the company." 

How could I? How would I live without seeing my sweetheart everyday (be it from a distance since I had already decided on letting her go)? How would I know if she was eating properly or not? How would I care for her? My questions are not exactly answered but my train of thought halts when my father tells me what he's actually here for,

"Son I need you to do me a favour."

"What is it now, Father?"

"Attend an event on my behalf?"

"What event?"

"The Jones' annual winter gala on Saturday."

Holy fuck! That was the gala Yrene's parents were hosting! How could I go there? 

That is when it strikes me. I would let her go then. I would tell her the truth, about how I had seen the way that Jason  dude had looked at her. The admiration and adoration in his gaze that was evident to all, even the girls throwing nasty glances her way, but herself. 

She was oblivious to the love he felt for her and it would be perfect for them to go out together. After all I wouldn't want her to have an unhappy life ahead of her, this way she would soon fall in love with her betrothed and her life would be colourful. Something I could never give her.

"Fine. I'll go."
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Raymond's PoV

I wasn't sure if I was a bad person but I sure as fuck felt like one when I showed my sister's friends the snapshots of Jason's diary, his personal diary in order for them to know that he fiercely loved her and that they were meant to be. Good Lord, if you be there, please forgive me.
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Yrene's PoV

I get dressed in a black silk, strap held dress that ends just above my knee and pair it with my black strappy Coco Channel sandals. Keeping the make up to a minimal with a MAC ruby woo red shade for lipstick, winged eyeliner and some mascara. 

After straightening my waist length hair with Michelle's help I am all set to go. 

For the second time that week I open the door to a very, must I say, handsome looking devil at my doorstep.

 Yes, ladies and gentlemen there, standing in front of me was none other than Jase Dawfield. 

"Wow.....Yr.....shit....you look-"

"Beautiful." This was Michelle and Raymond's collective addition to Jason's incomprehensible string of words. Last time I had ripped Ross and Raymond's ear off about telling Jason to pick me up but this time I didn't even know who to blame for the presence of the devil.  

"Yr, before you say anything, Katie invited me to her party and told me to bring you with me or I wouldn't be allowed to enter. And-"

I rais an eyebrow at him, cutting him short, 

"And what?"

"I need to talk to you."

I gave him a slight nod after seeing that unidentifiable expression in his eyes yet  again and know that this might have something to do with the mystery I was not a part of.