Chapter 7 Seven

Astra's POV.

Edmond was out of the car immediately he saw me and rushed towards where I stood hugging me so tight that you would have thought that I was going to disappear the next minute.

"I have been praying and hoping that all my fears did not come to pass immediately because how would I have ever forgiven myself? This is not something but I would have wished for anybody!" He exclaimed like he couldn't even comprehend it.

While I knew that I had a road to play I just didn't want his friend to look like the entire Messiah.

"Your friend has been trying to push me to a hospital when I just need to relax for a while. I appreciate him coming to get me but this is getting out of hand and I cannot tolerate it anymore." I complained.

Asking him to go against his friend was almost like putting my hands in his eyes and expecting that he was going to let it slide like that.

"You know he will always want the best for you. I can confidently leave you in his care."

I hissed, before walking into the house.

One thing was certain. Vincent and I were the most stubborn pair in the world and no matter what anybody said we had taken it upon ourselves never to succumb to any other person's whims.

It was either what we wanted or nobody got anything from us at all. I wasn't going to bend and break My back just because I wanted to prove that I was as loyal as anything else in the world.

"You've got the wrong idea about him and that's going to take a long time to wipe off!"

Calling me out when it was not sufficient was something that I didn't want to engage in but for the records of the things I just decided so I kept watching and waiting for him to come to terms with the fact I was not settling for anything.

"Why don't you ask him about why he went ahead to kill my boyfriend when I had not even sent him to do any of those things? Then I would know that he's intentions and heart is in the right place but for now please count me out!" I threw over My shoulder as I walked into the house.

He could fool other people by acting protective and it was going to fly but with me he had to come correct and I didn't mean any harm just like he was trying to portray.

It was just common Sense and we couldn't put things into perspective because there was no way anybody expected me not to question a few things simply because he did it.

If he didn't then he also had an agenda and if I could not prove it I needed to be on my toes.

"You are going about this the wrong way that I can assure you off! He is the best person to protect you from whatever harm is coming!"

My brother was in a dilemma and I didn't blame whatever choices he was making but trying to sell me off or make my words look like I was overreacting was something that we could contend with to the end of time.

I had still not forgiven Vincent for killing my ex fiance. He might not have been the perfect person but death was an over stretch and that was a moral flaw for me.

I was only waiting to be able to get the full information before jumping into conclusions or else I was going to make up the wrong stories and pick the wrong choices.

I did a lot of things but I was not delusional. I made sure that there was no way in hell all the things I accused others of would later tumble on me and find me guilty of it.

He didn't follow after me anymore and I assumed that he had finally understood when I said that I didn't want anything to do with his friend and decided to let go of me.

I also try to understand a few dimensions as I head into the bathroom and proceed under the shower.

Most people never spoke about the after effects of trauma especially when I had not been given the chance to heal properly. All I knew was based on what they wanted me to and that needed to change.

If I was going to get out of this sphere, I had to do it as quickly as possible and make sure that there was nothing else holding me back.

It was almost like people had decided to collaborate to make my life miserable and the only way that I could clock it was by being present and dispelling anything of that nature.

The waters cascaded down my body as I looked morosely, thinking about the past and the future and how things had declined in the past week.

First from my fiance's betrayal to many other things that I could not think without. I was trying to weigh my options but none of them came up to par, instead it left me with even more confusion than I would have loved and I hated it.

One thing that I stood for was always having the truth on my shoulders and not compromising it.

My ringing phone served as a destruction from my thoughts as I washed off the guilt from my skin.

If I could attend his funeral, I would have loved to tell him that I wasn't the reason his life was cut short instantly.

After proceeding to dry my hair I picked up my phone and looked at the caller ID.

As usual it was Vincent who was sending me a message.

'Darling, you might hate me all you want, but I'm not going to leave any stone unturned. The more you push for me to get away, the more I'm going to make sure that you are safe.'