Hurt

Tasha's point of view

  A tear dropped from my eyes and I wiped it away furiously.

  Until this morning, it has never hurt me that my brother has always judged me. I felt it did not matter but it mattered today. He actually believed I was the one who had made out with his girlfriend. It will never occur to him that Catherine was the one who instigated everything. He did not allow me to say anything and concluded I am at fault. It's indeed heartbreaking

  Catherine got what she wanted and it should not be surprising that she planned this deliberately, if not, why would she not stay and explain? I should have known. I should not have fallen for her traps.

  Tears fell more and more, and I hugged my arms to myself. Everything hurts so damn much right now, and I'm sure it'll hurt worse more still. I should have never started anything with Catherine and again objected her stay here overnight. It's my house, and it should be my rules. Catherine is one manipulating b**ch I know, yet I trusted her completely. 

 I'm sorry but my weakness for her won't be allowed. This can never happen again. Never. 

  With that resolve in my heart, I headed to the bathroom to get ready to leave for work. I had wanted to spend the day with my brother, but as it is now, I have lost the zeal and I don't care how he feels. What I wouldn't do is giving him the satisfaction that we are not good.

Writer's point of view.....

Tracy walked in and saw his girlfriend curled on the bed crying. His heart reached out to her, and he blamed his sister for the state Catherine is in.

 “Who knows what she has made her do?”

He cursed in his mind, clenching his fist. He got to Catherine on the bed and flipped her over to look at him. The look of guilt was written all over her pretty face

  “It's fine, you don't have to feel guilty about what happened back in her room. I won't judge you”

Tracy assured her.

 “She kissed me, Tracy”

Catherine cried.

"I know she kissed you...but that does not mean I am judging you,it's not your fault so stop crying" Tracy comforted her as he gathered her in his arms. He had expected this, and so it did not surprised him.

  Catherine could not believe her ears. He is not judging her. She did a happy dance in her mind.

  "I told you Tasha, you have not seen anything. if you don't want to be mine, get ready to see how difficult I will make your life."

Catherine thought and continued her drama. Her heart hitched and she grabbed Tracy tightly.

  "Of I had known that she would kiss me, I would not have gone to say good morning to her. I feel so ashamed of myself. It's so disgusting to be kissed by your own gender"

She cried hysterically. Tracy rubbed circles on her back as she sobbed.

"Well, since you know,just stay away from her. If you can't,you can go home. I will visit you from time to time before I leave Little London"

"No, I will be fine. I will just avoid her"

She quickly said. Leaving her means she wouldn't be able to achieve her goals.

"I will become invisible from now on"

She added, trying to smile.

 Tracy nodded and pulled her away from his body to stare at her face. He smiled seeing how cute she is when she cries.

 "I think you should cry all the time, you look cute when you cry"

He teased her and she laughed, drying her tears with the back of her palms.

   "That's not nice"

Catherine faked sadness. Tracy could not control himself and started laughing.

"You are funny,come here"

Tracy pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her.

Catherine wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face on his chest

"Nothing should ever make you cry, my love"

Tracy spoke, running his fingers through her hair. Catherine smiled against his chest and sighed happily, finally feeling satisfied.

Zain's point of view…

  A satisfied smile rested on my face when Spike handed me my phone. Claire was at the other end. I can swear to you that I am the first person she is calling, if at all she has planned to call any other person aside from me. I have really missed her and I know she missed me as well.

  "Morning pumpkin, you are awake already"

"Yes uncle"

Her voice came through the speaker. I tried analysing her voice to understand if she was having any difficulty there. 

"I missed you and I can't wait to come back home"