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Cathedral

It felt heavenly, as the heavy clouds were draped around me. And I decided to roll around the clouds,

THUD!

WHAT THE HELL! There was not supposed to be a hard ground between the clouds. I regained my senses as  laughter filled the room, belonged to none other than Mr Sexy.

" What is so funny Jason?"

" Look at you, aw poor Wes." His laughter grew even louder. 

" Hey, stop laughing, you idiot!" I said as I lifted myself off the ground and walked towards him.

" Make me Wes." he whispered into my ears and took a step back as he tried to control his laughter but failed miserably.

Oh boy, this time I will not stutter or be pouty, REVENGE TIME HONEY!

I walked slowly yet confidently, stopped right in front of him. His eyes darkening looking at me, I bit my lower lip sensually as my one hands draped around his neck, and the other tracing his handsome face.  I moved even closer to him as his lips parted, it took me everything inside to to not touch his lips with mine. His arms snaked around my waist and his grip tightened, his breathe paused as I moved closer to him, our lips almost touching and before I lost my control, I turned my face and whispered huskily into his ears.

" Who's the one with pouty lips, Jason?"

Before I could move away, he spun me to face him and crashed his lips onto me. The passion , the affection and possibly lust at the moment was ineffable. The kiss made all the fuzzy feelings inside me to come to life again. It just felt like hours standing there and kissing with so much passion, which would not have been ended if there was no need of air.

" Good morning, Cathedral, did you sleep good?"

" Ye-yeah I-i slept good." I was furiously blushing .

" How long have you been standing in here?"I asked.

" Don't know, loose track of time when with you. Are you hungry?"

" Yes"

" I made French toast, freshen up and come." He said as he left the room. It took me less than five minutes to freshen up, I was still wearing his tee which he gave me last night, my cheeks warmed up at the thought of him adoring my figure a few minutes ago.

"The breakfast is served, would you like something to drink?"

" Coffee would be fine."

We dug into the french toast and sipped on coffee silently.

" Not bad, chef."

" Thank you M'lady."

" So, should we go through the legalities and paperwork, considering that the storm is prevalent?" the storm was still here, making it impossible to even step out.

Business mode: ON  

" sure, Wes, but I would like to know why did you cancel yesterday?"

" Oh, some things came up in the finance department, speaking of I need to make some calls."

I returned to the room I spent last night in, and found my phone on my bed.

The time read 7:43 which was still early in the morning, I had to call Matt and ask him to brief me with the progress.

" Good morning Ma'am, this is Matthew."

" Good morning, any progress?"

" Yes ma'am, we were able to trace the accounts, the money was deposited into our own old accounts which we no longer use, the money has been retrieved."

" How much, exactly?"

" Around 8 million dollars ."

" Any information on person behind this?"

" Not yet ma'am"

" Okay, this is to be strictly kept between the two of us, do not inform the board and father yet, do you understand ?"

" yes ma'am I do"

I cut the call and changed into my formals I wore yesterday.

" Why are you not wearing my tee?"

" My clothes have dried, so I changed ."

" You know what, you should throw all of your clothes  away and wear mine."

" Not a good suggestion, Mr Blake."

" No? anyways, here, read all the documents carefully before signing them and tell me if you do not want to go , I won't sign." He said handing me all the documents. 

" No, I want to go and I will go through them."

It took me about two hours to go through them and making notes on my phone as Jason worked in his office and we signed the documents.

It was in the afternoon that the weather cleared and dad called me to inform me that he had sent the driver for me.

" Jason,thank you, it was really kind of you to let me stay the night and for the breakfast, of course but dad wants me home."

" It is not at all a big deal, you can come anytime you want. Actually I was hoping to take you out on lunch, you owe me a date remember?"

" Yes, yes I do but it really has to wait."

" Come on I'll drop you home."

" Thanks but dad has sent the driver to pick me up, it was really nice being with you."

"Yes I-"

The bell rang, signalling the driver had arrived. We walked to the door as Jason opened the door to reveal my driver, Mark standing.

" Good afternoon Mr Blake, I'll be down Miss Weston ."

Jason gave him a curt nod as response.

" I don't  want to let you go.Can't I just kidnap you for the rest of the day and tomorrow and the nex-."

" No you can't, I have to go."

" When can I take you out on a real date ?"

" How about this Sunday, I'll pick you up at five?"

" Perfect, okay then I'll see you Jason."

I tried to move but I could not as Jason had a firm grip on my waist.

" Jason, you have to remove your hands."

" Don't go Wes."

I pulled myself from him and placed a peck on his cheek.

" Bye Jason, take care."

" Bye" He looked at me lovingly and smiled.

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" How was your night honey?it's so good that you took a day off"

" It was fine mom, how did you enjoy your trip?"

 I loved my mother, both my parents, even though they were a little impulsive and strict. Mom could lighten your mood anytime by presenting her cases in a humorous way, she was the best and one of the most prestigious lawyers of Seattle.   

" It was fun, darling, all thanks to you and I brought you some presents."

She pulled out a shopping bag and signaled me to open it. I put my hand inside and pulled out a beautiful off-shoulder pale green sundress, with pink flowers and a long slit. 

" Mom, thank you, it's beautiful. I missed your lasagna more than you, just kidding" I said as I hugged her.

" I see, you have not been eating properly, you look pale. The dress will look perfect on you, that must be your dad." She stepped out of the pile of presents she had bought for everyone, as footsteps approached us and dad stepped in.

"  Cathy, you are finally home, can I see you in my office?"

"Eric give her a break she just freshened up!"

" I wouldn't have asked if it was not important." he said while planting a kiss on my mom's cheek. they were a happy couple, the evergreen power couple of the house, forever. They could never run out of love, but as soft they looked, they were even more strict.

" It's fine mom, sure dad."

We entered into dad's home office and dad gestured me to sit. A heavy sigh left his lips as he looked at me and took my hand in his, his eyes were watery.

" Dad are you, okay, do you want me call the doctor?"

" No Catty, I am fine."

Catty, my dad used to call me that when I was a kid.

" I am sorry child, I've been unfair to you, you have grown into a very pretty and a sensible lady and I am so proud of you Hon."

" Da-d" I did not even realize that thick tears were streaming down my eyes. 

" I am so proud of the lady you have grown into, but I am incapable of expressing it. Last couple of years have been rough for you and I, being a father should have been there for you but I pushed you away, Can you forgive me for that, Cath?" He pleaded.

Words wouldn't come out of my mouth, they just paused in my throat somewhere. In an instance, I hugged my dad and cried my heart out, every ounce of pain due to anyone, Alex, Jason, my family and every other reason flowed out through my tears which had wet my dad's perfectly pressed coat.                                                                                                                                                         He patted my back after breaking our heartfelt moment.

" You deserve the world my child, with that determination of yours, you can have the world."

" It was wrong of me to rope you into going New York without asking for your consent, but I thought it would be the best for you."

" And if you do not wish to go, it's perfectly fine, I know about Londo-"

" I signed the papers, I wan-"

" You signed the papers?"

" Yes dad, I want to go"

" Thank you child, here, I have something for you." He said as he pulled out a black velvet box from his coat pocket.

" Open it."

I opened the box, it held a beautiful red ruby bracelet, it was ancient and no doubt ,costed huge.

" dad you didn't-"

" Yes I did, now look closely."

I looked closely, inside the huge ruby, which was surrounded by many diamond, there was my name carved in gold, barely visible from a distance.

" Thank you dad, thi-this is- I am at a loss for words."

" I am happy that you liked it." 

The bracelet reminded me of the one Aaron gave me, and OH MY GOD! I had to go and check on the cabin. I thanked my dad again and went to my room, opened the jewelry box, which had an expensive looking diamond pendent chain, which I took a liking to instantly. 

I had to visit the site, one last time before Jason receives it as a gift, gift! 

I had to find him a gift for his birthday, which was exactly seven days from now, next Friday. I called the contractor and discussed some business, he said he would meet me on the site in an hour. 

I collected my purse and phone and drove off to the site which took an hour to reach. It was already dark when I reached there. I immediately spotted Bill, the contractor who was standing inside the cabin with minimal lights.

" Miss Weston, nice designing, the patterns and the colors you choose blend in very well with the exterior designs." He said as I stepped in the cabin.

" Thank you Bill, please light up everywhere and do show me around."

" Yes Miss Weston, please follow me."

We explored everything from the cabin, swimming pool, the extra patio which I added along with the garden which was blooming with every shade of rose ever seen and at the last, the horse stable. 

The constructions in accordance with my designs. But the walls of stable were yet to be painted, the garden lights were still to be installed and the patio still needed some woodwork, which seemed almost impossible in the time of a three weeks.

" Bill, the constructions are fine but there is still lot to do. I can clearly see workers have been slacking off. You do realize what this means to the Blakes, do you?" My business tone took control.

"  I am sorry ma'am but my wife is suffering from cancer. It is her last stage, I needed the money and she needed my time." He said in a breaking voice.

" How much time does she have?" I asked him.

" Not much" He sighed in sadness.

" You can take the rest of the week, leave the files, I'll supervise"

" Thank you Miss. This means a lot, it's getting late, I need to take off to the hospital."

" Okay, and Bill." I said and he stopped in his tracks.

" I hope she gets better." I continued. He gave me a polite smile and took off in his truck.

I was strict in business but emotions are something in the core of us which weaken us, as well as strengthen us. I feel bad for him and his wife, to grief over someone's death, the pain which it comes with is unbearable. I've known that pain. 

I decided to stay for a while and look around the cabin and distract my mind from Alex, someone whom I cared too much about as a brother and now I regretted immensely. I feel stronger and my haterate for him increased. He gave me nothing but pain and treated me like shit. There are still some memories of him making fun of me and humiliating me in front of his stoner friends. I was an idiot to think that he will ever be good to me. Sometimes I think he used me for my money.

My  thoughts get interrupted when my eyes fell on a letter sitting by the corner of the table. I walked closer and found that the letter was addressed to me, no one but Bill knew I was coming here. I had told my parents that I was going out to the office to get some files.

As I picked the letter, I felt a sharp pain  in my hand.  My hand was bleeding,the letter had been kept above a piece of broken glass intentionally. The thought of someone following me left me cold in fear. I took out the handkerchief from my purse and wrapped it around my gashed hand. 

The letter laid over the table fashioned in my blood. I shook in fear as I opened the letter.

YOU OWE ME EVERYTHING! 

The words let another shiver run down my spine. Who could it be? The first person that crossed my mind was- Alex, Who lays six feet under. 

Blocking everything out of my mind, I ran towards my car and started driving in a mad speed. I was driving on the road and out of nowhere, a car came right in front. I rotated the wheel straight 180 to prevent the accident. As the impact, I crashed into a tree. I could feel liquid oozing out of my head. The pain was dominating but I made the to push the door with all my strength. I pushed my body off and fell on the ground, my head was spinning and dizziness was overwhelming. I lay on the ground helpless when I saw a face, not even in my nightmare I had imagined to see again, Alex.

" Al-Alex?"

" Missed me?" His voice had me six feet under of all the emotions, but most dominantly, pain. 

His words were last that I absorbed before the darkness ruled over my vision and everything went oblivious to me.

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