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Cassandra froze almost staggering back. She slumped against the wall. Her eyes widened. There he was with another woman. She blinked her eyes trying to keep her emotions in check. She has thought of many scenarios of him being drunk, getting angry, breaking things, everything  but this. She bite her lips if anyone asks her how she is feeling right now? She will be lying if she says she is fine. No she is not her tears filled eyes was enough to prove that.

"Get out" the woman yelled at her. Cassandra blinked her eyes, getting her senses back. She felt something stung as her throat clogged up. That's when Coltrane turned to look at her. He was staring at her blankly. The half naked woman only wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed a kiss on his lips but he pushed her away. Standing up only in a boxer he makes a predatory move stalking her.  She looked away.

'Run' her mind screamed at her.

'Run before you get hurt' Cassandra takes a deep breath, steading herself before turning to leave. She felt hurt why she does know but she should not. She should be immune to anything he does. But betrayal was never in her list. Did Coltrane really betray her? She shook her head. No he did not. Who is she? After all this was not a relation, it was a farce. And she was in a delusion she made herself, tears slip through her eyes.

Cassandra turned around abruptly when Coltrane pushed her to the nearest wall, pinning her against the wall. 

"What are you doing?" Cassandra asked him as she turned to face him. Coltrane suddenly crashed his lips on her. It filled her with dread. He was touching her with the same hands that touched that woman. She pushed him with all her might. The moment he let go, a tight sound of slap resound. She slapped him, "stay the fuck away from me"

"Why should I?" Coltrane mocked her with red eyes, anger evident. His fingers travel down her waist grabbing her waist tightly pulling her to him. Cassandra crashed on his chest, putting her hand and she pushed his chest. She could feel this will bruise. She flinched as pain shot through her.

"Don't you dare touch me" Cassandra glared at him, maintaining her calm composure. What the fuck was she thinking? Coming here for what? He might be heart broken, sad, hurt but here he is busy fucking a whore. Slowly her hurt turned into anger.

Cassandra pushed him with all her might stepping on his foot. Coltrane let go of her immediately. She turned to leave when he grabbed her hand, turning her back, again pushing her against the wall he positioned himself in between her legs.

"Where the fuck you are going?" Coltrane slammed his hand beside her head. His lips traced her collar bone, she struggled to get out of his grip. He sucked her neck. His tongue glided over the hollow of her neck before biting hard enough for her to feel pain but not to break her skin. Cassandra choked tears filled her eyes as she bit her lips to hold the screamed as her struggle increased, "let go of me" her hand pushed him and she could feel her shoulder  throbbing as he pulled her up before walking towards the bed.

"Get out" Coltrane coldly ordered the naked woman who was enjoying the show he put up. Only to realise that it was not a show for her to watch.

"But..." The woman trailed off but sucked it up and got dressed to leave, not before giving him a flying kiss.

"No, let me go" Cassandra's struggle increased. The woman was gone and she did not even notice, all her focus was too concentrated to keep in her pain. He threw her on the bed. Tears filled her eyes as he touched her. She whimpered as panic filled her. 

"Here I was trying to find comfort in someone else's arm. When I have a lovely wife" Coltrane mocks her, she froze her heart and skipped a beat. She can feel her hand sweating, her already broken heart shattered this time.

"I am not your wife" Cassandra pushed at his chest struggling to get out of here before she broke beyond repair which might not be possible as she is already broken or so she thought. 

Coltrane grabbed her hand tightly pulling them above her head. He hardly pressed her hands together, kissing her cheen nibbling her roughly. His touch burns her like an acid. She can feel a painful ache. Silent struggle increases as she makes sure no tears fall from her eyes. He kissed both of her cheeks grazing his teeth before roughly kissing her lips. She choked as he bit her lips hard to make sure blood came out. 

"Right but you look exactly like her. A perfect replacement of Catherine" But Coltrane did not stop at that as his hand reached her tee shirt. He pulled it above her head and traced her stomach making circular motions. 

"No. I am not Catherine" Cassandra yelled. His touch burning her, she stilled for a moment, her mind went blank that she can almost forget his name mishap. But her past will never let her forget that.

Coltrane kisses her stomach and she squirts. Even though he so wanted to hurt her. He cannot, his walls always fall around her. He was hurt, betrayed, angry and in agony. He was more vulnerable than he let on. His life just fell apart in front of his eyes. The woman he loved for the last 7 years never loved him.

"Catherine" Coltrane felt choked. His face on her collarbone. Without knowing a tear slipped through his eyes. He doesn't  know what hurt him most, Catherine's betrayal or Jeremy's. His walls break as anger subsides and only hurt remains.

"Why? Why did she do that?" Coltrane asked her. Cassandra stopped struggling the moment his tear touched her collar bone and slipped away. She turned her face to the other side giving him access to hide his face.

"How can Jeremy do that to me? I always loved him as a brother" His grip slacked from her hand. 

"Why did she hurt me? Why did he hurt me?" Coltrane whispered coldly.

Cassandra slowly put her hand on his head rubbing his head softly. Why was she doing this? She wanted him to suffer the way she did but here she was comforting him. How could she break the only promise she made to herself? She promised to never give a damn about him if he is hurt but here she is letting him in her arms. His hands went around her hugging her tightly. 

"I love her" Coltrane blurted out those words which hurt her more than she let on.

"I know" a shaky whisper made its way out of her mouth. She felt choked. What was she doing? Here she was comforting someone who hurt her more than anyone else. Who is still hurting her.

"I love her so much that it's hurt. It hurts to the point I don't know. What to do?" Coltrane was telling her everything he was feeling at the moment. She bite her lips to keep herself from whining at his tight grip.

"She told me that she never loved me" He said, choking a bit.

Cassandra gulped as she knew how it felt. She is constantly living with the fact  that the man she loves can never love her back.The hurt he felt was nothing compared to her because she has gone through the same thing or more.

"It's going to be fine" Cassandra whispered those words as his grip around her slacked. She hugged him trying to comfort him. She didn't want him to go through the same thing as she did. She has scars till date. Broken trust, taking for granted, betrayal was all she had to deal since the very beginning of her life. She did not want to bestow that upon him.

But what he will bestow upon her, she has no idea that it will break her beyond repair, this time. It will shatter her belief, self esteem and herself.

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Jeremy carried her to the car, thinking what was he going to do? He sighed as his thoughts ran wild. He settled Catherine on the back seat covering her with his coat. Jeremy softly touched her pale, cold cheeks. This is the first time he noticed her hollow cheeks or her sunken eyes. She does not have the shine any pregnant woman should have. He can still see marks of dried tears. He closed the door taking the driver seat.

Jeremy stops at his office to collect the keys for his apartment.

"James, Did you stay this late for me?" Jeremy asked the man who stood up as soon as he entered.

"Boss here's your apartment key and I have cleaned and restocked it" James handed the keys while nodding at his question.

"I will come back tomorrow. You should go home. It's already too late for you to be in here. I told you to keep the keys in the lobby. Sorry for the inconvenience" Jeremy apologized.

"It's alright sir" James smiled at him.

"Did Jason already leave for his allocated office?" Jeremy asked.

"Yes, sir," James said.

"Want me to drop you off?" Jeremy asked him.

"No, I have my car" James refused the offer. Jeremy sighed making his way to the car.

 He drove to his penthouse cum apartment.

Jeremy opened the door of his apartment. Going straight to the bedroom putting Catherine down on the bed,  he covered her with the duvet.

Jeremy makes his way to the kitchen to make something for when she wakes up. He makes sandwiches and a glass of fresh orange juice. He entered the room and put her food on the table. He settled himself on the couch.

It was almost midnight when Catherine woke up. She blinked her eyes open as the unfamiliar sight settled in. She was sitting on the bed with a dark grey bed sheet. The duvet covering her was black. She usually likes light colours to decorate her room. The walls are of grey colours. The whole room is bare only a closet, mirror and a table. No photo nothing it's as if no one lives here.

"You are awake?" Jeremy asked her. Catherine almost jumped staring at him now she noticed the couch on the opposite side of her bed. Opening her mouth to say something only to feel hoarse.

"Water" She mumbled out. Jeremy grabs the nearest water bottle and gives it to her. She silently drinks the water.

"You need to eat something and take those medicines," Jeremy said and walked out of the room. He returned back with a fresh plate of food.

"What do you want?" Before she could object or say something. He handed her a plate of sandwiches which he prepared for her when she woke up. She eats the food without any protest as he stares at her, after completing the food she stands up in her wobbly leg. Jeremy rushed to support her, almost dreading that she would fall.

"What do you want?" Catherine pushed him away glaring at him. He let go at her attempted push.

"Stay away from me" She yelled. Her hand wrapped around her mid in a protective way. She takes another step only to wobble. She sat down on the bed fall looking down her legs, with felt jelly like, tears pooling her eyes as she couldn't stand. 

"I am sorry," Jeremy said. She blinked her eyes rapidly.

"What?" Catherine asked him.

Jeremy looked down, "I know it will be impossible to forgive me but I am sorry" her eyes widened.

"I should not call an infant a bastard" Catherine flinched at his words.

"After all I should know more than enough how it feels to be called by that name" his words were almost blank with a hint of sadness. His whole childhood people called him bastard, he hated those people now he called an innocent fetus that. He felt disappointment rush through his vein.

"Jeremy....." He shaked his head indicating to her that he wanted to let her finish his words.

"I will not force you to abort it. It's  your body, the decision should be yours. I have no right to say in this" his words pierce her. Catherine looked down, she blinked her eyes repeatedly trying not to let those tears out. This is the Jeremy she loves and cares for. Jeremy sighed.

"I know you cannot forgive me but please stay here as long as you want" He was ready to walk out when Catherine blurted out the first thing that came to her mind, "What are you going to do about your mother?" He stilled.

"I don't know" that's true he don't know. His mother will never forgive him if he abandons Catherine without taking responsibility. That will be a disaster in itself. He cannot do that.

It's not like he has any problem taking care of another's baby but the fact that this is the same woman who is his best friend's fiance. His mother would never listen to his words so understanding him is out of the question.

"Are you going to talk to her?" Catherine bit her lips, her heart beat increased.

"talk?" Jeremy chuckled bitterly, if only it was possible if only he could talk to his mother.

"What do you want me to talk about?" Jeremy asked.

"About the situation" Catherine said looking at him.

"That's not possible you might have noticed by now but my mother does not trust me" Jeremy said gulping down the acidic bitterness. That's the truth.

The truth that hurts him more than anything.

"Is it my fault?" Catherine asked as a tear trailed down her cheeks.

"No," Jeremy shook his head.

"It's  my fault, I guess" Jeremy said he had a faraway look as he stayed silent. 

Catherine looked down it's her fault is not it? He is trying to protect her  but she cannot let her be the reason for which their relationship is destroyed. Jeremy, she knows, held his mother dear to him. She will do anything for his happiness even though it will break her heart what she had come up with.

"Marry me. I can be your wife in contact till the baby is born" Catherine felt choked as she uttered those words.

"Then you can get a DNA test. If the DNA test is a match I want to remain your wife for the rest of my life and bring up our child together. I want him or her to have both of his parents together loving and taking care of them. But if it does..... does not match. I will get out of your life and tell you mother that I..... I.... I lied. You would have proof to prove yourself............." Catherine trailed off. She said those words. 

Jeremy was busy thinking about the past but her words froze him. His head snapped at her direction as he stared at her wide eyes. He doesn't know what to say when she stared right back at him with determined eyes.

"Are you even listening to what you just said?" Jeremy asked her.

"I know what I said,Jeremy" Catherine gulped down..

"Have you lost it?" He snapped, shaking his head.

"You don't know what you are saying" He turned to leave. 

"I know what I am saying," Catherine said.

"Are you going to destroy your relationship with your mother?" Catherine asked.

"It is none of your business" He gritted his teeth.

"It is my business when it is my fault" Catherine said. 

"I will find a way," he said, glaring at her.

"What way Jeremy?" She asked, returning his glare.

"I.. I.." He sighed, rubbing his eyes before closing it.

"Listen, let's talk about it tomorrow. You have a check up at 11 a.m. So go to sleep" Jeremy said tired.

"Is this the same appointment you booked for me…?" Catherine asked, her eyes widened.

"Did you hear me saying abortion when I booked that appointment?" Jeremy asked, turning to leave again. Catherine blinked her eyes, now that she thought about it.At that time she was too panicked to think logically.

Than what he said about abortion was all that a lie? A threat. Why are you like this Jeremy? Why do you try to act so cold?

"Jeremy" standing up Catherine tried to reach him only to fall back. He rushed to her holding her in time. He pulled her closer to him. She nestled her head on his chest. She can hear his rapid heart beat.   

"You will not let it go, Will you?" Jeremy asked himself but she heard and replied.

"No. I won't. Please don't let your stubbornness decide for you"  

"Listen why don't we talk about this tomorrow?" He held her softly trying to put her in his bed.

"No" Catherine shakes her head clutching his shirt. He removed her hand.

Jeremy forced her down on the bed. Covering her with the blanket. And turned to leave she felt hurt at his sudden reaction.

 "Fine" He sighed, what the hell did he just agree to?

"You cannot go back on your words" Jeremy said those words mechanically. 

"I promise I won't" She smiled at him. As she closed her eyes trying to drift off to sleep leaving him with his thoughts.

Jeremy has a blank look before coming back to senses. He ran his finger through his hair. The silent was defending. He sighed all the anger he felt washing away the moment Austin told him her health condition, the fact that her life could be on line but now what? He agreed to marry. But the fact that she agreed for a paternity test is so easy. Could she lie about something like this? Then why the hell can't he remember ever touching her like that?

Why? He felt tired of all of these. The urge just got the hell out of here was threatening to take over him but he held on to it. 

"You need to sleep" Jeremy told himself out loud and made his way to the spare bedroom to catch a few hours of sleep before doing or thinking about this situation.

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