don't want to live here

Flashback continues :

Ayrton woke up from his sleep, opening his eyes he found a beautiful face already looking at him,

" good morning " Catherine kissed him, smiling.

" hmm " Ayrton replied he tried to get up but Catherine grabbed him, " what's wrong? you look indifferent " she said hugging him from behind.

" let me go Catherine, this is not right " he tried to push her away, " what is not right " she asked with tears in her eyes, " what is not right, tell me" she sobbed.

Ayrton stopped struggling and turned towards her, he saw her crying. he held her shoulder and made her look at him, " look at me Cat " he spoke softly. she refused to look at him and continued sobbing, " Catherine, stood crying " he whipped her tears and cupped her face, " look Cat , my brother loves you. " he paused and continued, " I can't betray him. " she removed his hand from her face, " I don't love your brother one bit " she continued, " I love you Ayrton, from the first time i saw you I fell for you. " she closed her eyes and opened them again, " I didn't had the courage to ask for your number, so i asked for your brother's instead in order to get in touch with you. "

Ayrton was beyond shocked. he looked at her in surprise, " this is wrong, you played my brother you played with his feelings " he shook his head and continued, " he loves you genuinely, get out Catherine, please " he stood up and looked at her.

Catherine looked at him, eyes red. she stood up, got dressed and looked at him for one last time before vanishing out of his house.

Catherine looked at the contact number in her phone and pressed the delete button. she sat on the road drenched in the rain and cried loudly her body was trembling from her violent sobbing.

Ayrton stood at his balcony examining the beauty of night, he felt guilty.

ring! he heard his phone ringing, " hello " he spoke slowly, " Ayr I am coming back in two days " Dylan spoke through the other end, " ye pass the bottle " a lot of noise can be heard coming from the background.

Ayrton paused, guilt came rushing down to him, " bro.. " he hesitated.

" yes, Ayr " the noise disappeared it seems Dylan had moved to a quite place.

" bro.. I don't want to be here.. can i go to England " Dylan did not speak he was patiently listening to Ayrton. " I can manage our company in England " he finished his words.

" you are free to do anything but, let me come back then, you can go to England " .

The call disconnected.