I didn't know how I would have felt if he had rejected me. But I guess I knew now. It hurt... but somehow I didn't mind. It felt good to be able to finally admit that I truly loved him and to be able to tell him. "That must have taken a lot of guts," said a voice. "Why the hell are you here, Lyle?" I demanded. He stood waiting for me on my front step. I was curious to know how he knew where I lived. "Can't you just leave me alone!" "No." "Why? It's so annoying and unfair. Why can't you bother someone else? I mean you know I love Mr.Cartier!" "So? That didn't stop Laura," he said with a smirk. That did it. He finally tipped me odd the edge. "What makes you think I can't do the same with you?" he asked leaning in for a kiss. "You a*sshole!!" I shouted as I slapped him hard across the face. "You disgusting horny man!" I spat before I ran past him and darted into the house slamming the door behind me. "Damn you..." I said blushing. Jesus... I was... not falling for him... was I? "You didn't tell me you had a boyfriend, Katherine," said Auguste, my maid. "Boyfriend? What do you mean Auguste? I don't have..." "The young man on the front step, he is your boyfriend isn't he? He said you and him were going out and madly in love..." "That stupid f*ck!!!" I screamed before I ran up to my room apologizing to Auguste on the way up. "Damn you! DAMN YOU LYLE!!!" I shouted.
I sat by the window, book in hand. It had begun to rain. I sighed. Was I really falling for such a guy? Lyle? Seriously? Damn it... I was. I don't even know why! He was such an as*hole and he really knew how to piss me off, and love him at the same time. "Argh! I'm such an idiot!" I scolded myself. I slapped myself which did nothing. "I hate life," I muttered. "You know... If you hadn't left I wouldn't be like this... Mackenzie," I whispered. "Its all your fault... stupid," I said before I fell asleep. I dreamt of Mackenzie and I. We were running endlessly. He was farther ahead and he would call back to me. "Hurry up Katherine! If you catch up to me, we can be together so, hurry up!" he grinned and I grinned back. I ran faster but when I reached out to grab his hand he disappeared. I fell to the ground sobbing. It was the realization that made me cry. The realization that he and I would NEVER be together. Why was it so hard to say good-bye? "Katherine? Are you alright?" it was Auguste. She lightly touched my shoulder. "I'm fine. I just dreamt of... well it doesn't matter. Will mother be home soon?" I asked. "I'm afraid not..." "Father then?" "No." "Hmph no surprise. They never come home," I said forgetting the whole situation. "That's not true... They were both home..." "A month ago... that's the last time I remember," I snapped. "They shouldn't be so concerned about work all the time! They should be concerned about me. Damn it. DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT!!!" I shouted. "Katherine? Are you sure you're fine? Did something happen today?" "No." "You really are an unhappy child," she teased. I stuck my tongue out playfully. "Haha oh yeah?" We both laughed and for that moment I forgot about my worries. It was nice...
"Damn it! Damn it! I'm sooo late!!" I shouted as I grabbed my book bag and ran out the door. Henri, the family driver was out with Auguste shopping, so I couldn't ask for a ride. Damn it... "I hate this..." I muttered as I turned off my street. I would be late in five minutes... "It's and hour walk!!!" I shouted as loud as I could. "Why today?!" "Because your brain and body told you I was going to drive you today." My head turned like a corpses towards the street. Lyle was waving at me. "My body?" I mumbled. "You're such a pervert, you gross old man!" I snapped. "Leave me alone I can walk!" "Haha I doubt that! You'll be late." "I'll be late even I'd I did let you give me a ride!" "Well you won't be AS late. Come on. I'm not going to try anything. Okay? Please. Just let me try to make you love me." "As if!" but stupidly i went over and opened the back seat and went in next to him. "Which school sir?" asked his driver. "No school, Garret. To that lovely diner place. The expensive one." "What?! You as*hole! You dirt as*hole! How dare you trick me! Take me to school! I want to go to school!" I demanded. "Only because you want to see Rafe, right?" "Shut up! That's not it! Not ONLY to see him! I mean I like seeing him every day... but..." "It's going to be hard........" he said softly. I wasn't able to hear the rest. "What?" "Hmm? Nothing." he smiled at me. "You look really nice today, Katherine. But I'm afraid they won't let you in if you are dressed in a school uniform attire," he said. "Garret, San's Boutique please." "Yes sir." Oh damn... I was going to look like an old lady. Lyle. Why the hell does he do these sorts of things?! He constantly harasses me and annoys me! What more does he want?! Would he... stop if I married him...? Yes... I'm sure he would...
"I do look like an old lady!" I commented about myself. I stood in front of the full length mirror and frowned. I had a beautiful black and blue dress that went just below the knees and a blue scarf around my neck. I had dainty little black shoes and jewelry that felt heavy around my neck and heavy on my ears. "You look gorgeous!" said Lyle. "I look sixty you moron!" "Not at all. Most of the women in the same class as me wear this. It's the latest fashion I believe." "I am in your class! I just don't wear this type of stuff because I am still young!" "Well it suits you, an you look beautiful," he said coming over to me. He took my hand and lightly kissed it. "I love you, Katherine." My heart pounded in my chest. Sh*t... He was getting to me. Don't fall for him! Don't fall for him! My head screamed. I blushed and he grinned. "Are you falling for me?" he asked. "Shut up! No I'm not!" I snapped. "Geez... You really do think highly of yourself..." "I have to, otherwise I won't find a wife. I have to charm them. And make them fall in love with me." "You're an as*hole!" "I know," he said smiling at me. "Shall we go then, Katherine?" he asked holding his arm out to me. "I hate you," I said taking his arm. "I know." The lunch was great and I had actually enjoyed myself... I was hating myself... every part of myself for allowing myself to do this. I couldn't help but want to be with him. He was the perfect guy... but whether he was the perfect guy for me was another thing. I wasn't sure... yet. As he dropped me off I opened the front gates and walked towards the front of the house. I was struggling to find the house key when I dropped it. Before I could pick it up. A hand swooped down and picked it up for me. My heart began to pound out of control. I slowly and cautiously looked up to see Mr.Cartier. He looked somewhat hurt, but I could tell he was trying to hide something in. "You... were... out with him?"