Katherine Thrones:
“Her mother was what?” I had to ask again to confirm, in case I was hearing things. Katie’s attention pricked at that, she turned to face me with a concerned look on her face. She mouthed her words so as to not intercept the call as she asked me what was the problem.
I ignored her in the meanwhile, I’ll definitely tell her after the call ends.
“Please come here as fast as you can.” The nurse urged before she ended the call, and that was all the confirmation I needed. I knew I needed to start getting to the hospital with immediate urgency, but it felt like the news had slotted me into a temporary trance. I couldn’t feel strong in my legs anymore and I had to sit down and try to gather my mind that was scattered all over the place.
I was transfixed. Puzzled. How did she get herself into an accident? How the hell do I tell Katie that her mum had just had an accident? At the same time, I needed to tell her so she would know before her dad called. But how do I tell her without her causing a scene or hurting herself? She's all I have and if anything happens to her because I wasn't careful
“Katherine? Katherine, why aren’t you saying anything? What happened?” It was then I realized that Katie had been calling my name for a while, but my brain had tuned her out as I went momentarily numb. But now, she has snapped me back into reality.
I found my lost orality, “It’s— It’s your mother. She was involved in an accident.” I managed to say and Katie let out the loudest scream, I think. I wasn’t so sure if she had screamed or said something, I was slipping in and out of the trance and it was hard to know what was happening around me. My only focus was on my friend now who had become hysterical. I needed to calm her down but she was already bolting out of the door before I could get my senses together. I quickly picked up my phone and hers and ran after her.
By the time I got outside Katie had already stopped a cab, I was glad she wasn't driving because none of us was not in the right frame of mind to do so. We got into the cab and told the driver to drive straight to the j hospital. Thank God I was here for her. Katie wasn't the type to take things easy especially when the things or persons are dear to her. I remembered when I was sick and how she took care of me, she wouldn't let me out of sight. Now her mother had an accident, I knew she is anything but okay and I have to be there for her
“Can you drive faster, please? Please hurry up” Katie's voice brought me out of my reverie as she begged the driver to hasten up. Her voice was filled with tears and fear, fear of the unknown, her hands shaking uncontrollably and her teeth gathering. Her legs wouldn't stop tapping as she focused her eyes on the road. Is this what a state of shock feels like? To know that a few minutes you were happy and then the next you are facing a nightmare, your world crumbling down and you can't do anything about it other than watch and cry.
”Where is the hospital located again, the name, please. I'm new to driving” the driver asked politely and my mind went blank.
Hell, I couldn’t remember the name of the hospital. No, it’s not that I couldn’t remember, it’s just that the name was very far away from the place my mind was trapped in right now. I had to force myself out of the enclosure, Katie was getting worried, and I too was scared for her. I was scared she might go into a panic attack, she wasn't acting her usual self and that's what drew me off guard.
“The name Katherine… TELL HIM THE FUCKING NAME!!” Katie yelled, bringing me back to my senses.
“Ri— Riverside Hospital.” I stuttered out.
“Just hang on, Katie. She’ll be fine.” I heard Katie say to herself, her voice was a bit louder than before. I squeezed her tightly to reassure her that everything will be fine.
I wanted her mother to be okay for us and for Katie, she can't go through this if anything happens to her mother, she would be heartbroken for months if not years. I won't be able to help her because she would shut herself up from the world. If she could do that when her boyfriend broke up with her, I wonder what she would do if something happens to her mother. I was scared of the unknown
“Please, be okay ma'am," I silently prayed before holding both of Katie's hands which had become cold.
“Katie! She will be fine, she will be okay!”
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Alexander Walters:
I was about to leave the house so I could go over to Katherine’s apartment and pick her up for the date. I was already prepared and dressed, I had on a grey pair of trousers and a blue checked shirt tucked in, some pair of shoes which I absolutely hated wearing because I was a sneakers and vans kind of guy. But I had to look at the part for the date.
For some reason, I couldn’t get Katherine out of my mind, and as lovely as that sounded, I hated it. I hated every single moment of it. The fact that I think about her constantly angers me so damn much, I made a vow that I would never let any girl occupy my thoughts and Katherine had made me break that vow, even to a fair extent.
She made me happy, granted. But I didn’t want her to, she was just supposed to be a plaything and nothing more. A plaything is not supposed to occupy your thoughts the way Katherine does to mine and that’s what angers me so much.
Again, I can never call it love. Never. Ever. Alexander Walters doesn’t do love. Love is dangerous and loving a girl like Katherine was even more dangerous. I would do everything to prevent that from happening.
Although, I had used the excuse of the tutorship just to have an opportunity to have her all to myself. That way, I can try to find an avenue to have sex with her. That’s all I really want from any girl, the thrill and the sex. Never love.
But it won’t be an immediate thing, especially with a prude like Katherine. I would have to take the time to break the ice and get her to trust me more, and that’s the time I don’t have. The more time I spend without acting out my plans, the more time she spends occupying my mind. And I wanted that to end as quickly as possible.
On second thoughts, I believe that I’m just being drawn to her because I haven’t slept with her yet. Once I do that, then everything I think I’m feeling will definitely fade away. And that’s exactly the reason why I’ve decided to ask her on a date.
At first, I wanted to take her to the movies but I felt that would be too basic and cliché. Now, I would be taking her shopping, because I feel she would like that and also because I do not like the boring clothes she usually wears and I would be getting her new ones, interesting ones.
Next, I would take her to a beachside resort. Firstly, there would be a mind-blowing dinner beach date I had set up. There were candles, and amazing food, and the scenery was top–notch with the water, waves, and sappy shit like that.
But the main thing was the room I had booked at the resort, it was a five-star resort and the best in the area. It was one of their romance special rooms that couples usually book for their honeymoons. It was truly romantic and full of all those things that speak lovey–dovey nonsense and all that crud, things Katherine would like. Plus the room had a great view of the ocean.
Well, my game plan was to get her drunk at the beach date and then take her to the resort room, by the time she sees how romantic the room is in her state, it would definitely set her up in the mood and I’d be more than happy to do whatever she tells me to do, most likely to have sex with her.
My plan was foolproof. I grabbed my keys and stepped out of my room, so I can go to her apartment to pick her up.
I’m truly confident in my plan and tonight, I would be having sex with Katherine Thrones.