"I want somebody to
understand me, someone to get me,
something to stop me from going insane."
— thea

One More Mistake
Chapter sixteen

❱ I hide a lot of things and I pushed away so many people because I was afraid of getting hurt but when it came to Sterling it was different. He was different and that's what made me trust him. He was one of the few people who I trusted most, but now he was just one of them who I pushed away because he did exactly what I always feared someone would do to me.

In less than a second, I moved away from his touch and my smile faded. Even if I tried to get past his lies and secrets I couldn't possibly forget what he did. He faked his own death for his own selfish reasons. He didn't think of Lilian nor Jeremiah or me and maybe that was what hurt me more.

"I don't think you ever did" my voice was loud and cold. He didn't dare to say a word, his face now blank just like mine. I'm not sure what came over me when I said the next hurtful words.

"I'm not sure why you came back, nobody needs you here, I don't need you here." Those words seemed foreign in my tongue, or maybe saying them to Sterling was foreign. I wasn't sure but I was expecting those words to hurt him but I guess those words hurt me more.

By the way he was staring at me, it made me feel powerless and weak though I wanted those words to make me feel powerful and pleased. He gave me a look that made me horrible about what I said. He was once my brother, my only brother and now... he's not the same brother I've met years ago. That brother wouldn't leave me or lie to all of us, to me.

"I know what your trying to do, it won't work on me thea." His voice was soft and almost pitying. He knew I hated pity but he still did it anyway.

"I know you and I know that what I did—" I didn't let him finish because I left. I walked away from him without a second thought. He didn't know but he was hurting me and I had to walk away before I would say something hurtful.

As I walked along the hallways, I've noticed eyes following me and I didn't have the energy to do something. I didn't want to be here, I felt like I was drowning in all these stares and their quite mutters. My legs took me towards the entrance of the school and without a thought I made my way out of the school. I walked towards my car and drove off, ignoring the black car following all along.

Once I made it to the place I always seem to be, I walked in and into Caine's room only to find out that he wasn't in the room. I called out to the first nurse I've seen and asked her where did he go.

When she grabbed the clip from the wall, she flipped through the pages.

"Caine Maroon is actually in chemotherapy right now, he'll be out in about an hour five or take" she says as she flips back all the pages and puts the clip back where it was.

"Right, thank you" she smiled before walking away. Since I never come by this time, I didn't know by this time he would be in his chemotherapy. As I made my way back towards the waiting room, I've felt someone following me but I knew who it was.

"Can you stop stalking me?" I asked, still walking, a small smirk making its way to my face.

"I'm not stalking, I'm guarding you" Kace said defensively.

"From what exactly?" I stop this time and turn around to look at him. My smirk soon disappears and instead it turns into a straight line. He stopped as well before sighing.

"You already know, your uncle actually called me this morning. He asked me about you" I nodded before continually walking again.

"And what did you tell him?" I asked curiously, my steps were slow so Kace can catch to me.

"Not about the party you had last night, he had actually told me that he—" I cut him off.

"So you didn't tell him anything at all?" I asked as I was eyeing warily.

"Nothing, but what I'm trying to tell you is that your uncle said—" before he could finish his sentence, he stopped on his tracks by the figure who stood in front of us.

My mood was now far from what I felt seconds ago. His smirk made me want to punch him across his face. It was like he knew I was affected by his presence and he was pleased by it.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I was making way towards him.

"Why, what else would I be here for?" His voice was taunting, like he wanted to provoke me.

"I'm here to talk to Caine, your ex fiancé"