"Huh? You're alive?" asked a voice. I quickly turned around to see Lyle. I blushed. "L...Lyle!" I coughed. "Wha... why..." "What? You expected me dead?" asked Mr.Cartier. "Ha! Come on! Don't make me laugh!" "Haah... as if! I just didn't think you'd be out of the hospital already that's all. Don't be a jerk about it. I was worried!" laughed Lyle. He glared at Mr.Cartier and smirked. "Worried my ass!" shouted Mr.Cartier. "You were probably only worried that I would find Katherine and convince her not to marry you! Which I have! I'm sure she won't because she loves me and I love her!" "Haah. So you finally told her huh? Good for you, I didn't think you'd have it in you to tell her you idiot!" he suddenly looked at me. Once we made eye contact I blushed and looked away. "Mr.Cartier..." I whispered. "I'm sorry... but I'm marrying Lyle. It's what my family needs..." I couldn't bear to look at his face. Not now. Crap... this wasn't going to go down very good. I could tell something was going happen. "Ahh. So she chose me over you," Lyle said mockingly. "Katherine..." "I... I..." "What are saying?! Are you saying that you are seriously going to marry that as*hole?! Are you... are you kidding me?!" he demanded. I looked up to see his face. He looked so hurt that I couldn't help but cry. "I'm so sorry! But it's nothing I can change! This marriage will mean a lot to my family! It will help then! Please understand!" "I don't understand. Not at all. After everything we've been through... after everything that I have said... you have said... You're going to marry him. I... I just can't do this," he said and he turned to leave. "Wait!" I shouted. I ran after him and grabbed his sleeve. "Wait please..." He forcefully pulled his sleeve away and continued walking. "I don't want anything more to do with you!" he shouted at me. I stumbled backwards. "Wha..." I couldn't finish. I watched him leave and I fell to the ground. "I..." I looked up at Lyle. He had a smirk on his face. "Stupid idiot. The least he could've done was fight and taken you away from me. Idiot... What are you doing... when you love her so much, just what are you going to do...?" I could tell he was talking to himself about Mr.Cartier. I could see that he wanted a challenge... For me. He wanted Mr.Cartier to win me over fairly as he knew he loved me. "Is it because you want him to be happy?" I asked. He turned and looked at me. "I wouldn't say it's to make him happy... but I guess you could say that I am..." "What?" "I'm saying. I want both of you to be happy. I don't care if you marry me. I mean sure it'll make me happy... but what about you?" I looked at him. His eyes seemed happy. "You..." "I love you. But I love him too." I opened my mouth and gaped at him. "Wha... so..." "I was jealous! When he was with Laura, I was jealous that he loved only her... so I decided to take her away..." he said. He looked displeased with himself. "So then... me..." "Same with you. But I found myself falling in love with you as well. And I do. Love you, I mean," he said and he knelt down in front of me and kissed my lips. "But you love him more don't you?" I blushed and nodded. He smiled and stood up. He held his hand out and helped me up. "So. What are you going to do?" "... I don't know." He smiled. "Go and get him, idiot!" he said. "Thank you Lyle!" I shouted and I ran out to find Mr.Cartier...
Omg even I didn't know what was coming!!! I re-read this update and then choked on my glass of water when it came to that part with Lyle's confession. I was like "Dayum!! I'm sooo weird!"
"Mr.Cartier!" I shouted. "Mr.Cartier!" "What do you want?" I slowly turned to face him. "I... I wanted to apologize. I am marrying Lyle, but that doesn't mean I love him. To be honest, he wants to marry me... but then again he doesn't..." I said turning away and blushing. "What do you mean?" "Eh heh heh..." I laughed. "It's hard to explain. I can't for him. Honest. One day he'll tell you, I'm sure." "Don't tell me he still loves me. That idiot..." I coughed hysterically. "Wha...WHAT?! You knew?!" I demanded. "What the heck!" "When we were younger he clung to me all the time. And confessed, but I always thought he was toting with me and trying my patience... but I soon found out his true feelings," he said lightly touching his forehead. "He's really a messed up idiot," he said quietly. "Well... this is awkward..." I whispered. "What?" "Haha. No. Never mind. Anyways, I just wanted to tell you that. Do you forgive me?" I asked. "Yes. Because I love you." I blushed. He came over to me and took my hands in his. "Run away with me. We can run away together and be married! It'll be different this time because I love you and you love me." My heart began to race.