| What Really Happened Chapter 3: Caught (Annette) Summary: Annette POV of walking in on Kathryn and Sebastian and the events that unfolded afterwards. I truly believe the worst pain in the world is caused from a broken heart. It's like a slow death in many ways. All the joy and love you feel for that person is ripped away and you are left with this empty, hollow feelings that nothing on earth can fix. That's what I feel now as I watch him with her. Everything is over. How did I get here? This was not suppose to happen I was not suppose to fall in love with him. When my father told her me we were moving to New York I was both thrilled and terrified. I mean up until then the closest I had come to a big city was Nashville when I visited my aunt Sarah two years ago. New York was big and loud and I didn't think I would fit in. But then I arrived at Mrs. Rosemonds home and it was almost like being back in Kansas again, although in Kansas I didn't have servants waiting on me hand and foot. Then he came. God I had been warned about him from everyone, even his own aunt. The nice old women had told me about how charming her nephew could be but he wasn't really good with relationships. That was the polite way of saying he fucked around a lot. I knew to stay away from him but I couldn't help myself I fell in love with him. And I knew, I knew that night I offered myself to him that he was probably bullshitting me and all he wanted was to get in my pants. I just didn't care, I wanted him. There was just something about Sebastian Valmont. Yes he was gorgeous and rich and devastatingly charming. But I thought I had seen another side of him. A sweet side that he showed only to me. That's why I let him in, that's why I gave him my heart. It took him less than a weekend to smash it to smithereens. "I'm fucked up" he had said over and over like it was some sort of excuse. I wanted to scream "I know that but I don't care. I want you anyway." However I didn't I just cried and asked why then hit him when he came within reach. All I remember in that moment was thinking I would never feel this sort of pain again. How could I? I was dead wrong. That was nothing compared to this. What made it worse was I was all set to forgive him. After I had cried myself to sleep the previous night my friend Jane had woken me up and gave me a package he had brought over. She told me he had wanted to see me but she had sent him away. I was grateful and considered throwing his gift away but curiosity got the best of me. Needless to say when I saw it was his journal, something I knew he valued above all else I was shocked. Attached with the journal was a letter were he begged for my forgiveness and told me it would explain everything. Oh it explained all right. After I got over my initial disgust and horror that the only reason he was with me was to win some stupid bet, I began to see the true Sebastian. Yes he did horrible things but compared to her he was nothing. Sebastian looked like a glorified saint next to her. Kathryn Merteuil. The things he wrote about her chilled me to my very core. She was evil pure and simple. Cold, ruthless, manipulative, she cared for no one but herself. Everyone around her was just a toy including her step brother. I could tell by his writing that he at one time felt something for her or possibly still did. He wrote with passion when discussing her and if you read in-between the lines some of it was almost complimentary. However he obviously had every reason in the world to hate her and he had given me all this information on her so I assumed anything that might have existed between them had long since past. He loved me and wanted to be with me. After a long night of debating my options I decided I would give him another chance. I was going to call him but thought it would be better if I surprised him. On the cab ride over I had all these visions of us together living our happy life. When I arrived at his home the maid told me he was still in bed. I smiled thinking perfect, I would surprise him. However I was the one who got the surprise. At first I couldn't see who he was with. I just saw him, obviously naked moving gracefully over her. They were both moaning and they seemed to move in a perfect rhythm. She he finally moved I saw who it was. Who he was fucking that wasn't me. Then my heart truly did stop. When I saw her face it was strange I couldn't remember who she was then in a rush it came back to me. That face, the same pretty face that had been staring back at me last night in Sebastian's journal. In a way seeing her was so much worse then just seeing him with some random girl. Maybe that I could understand, that I could eventually forgive. But her? How could he after everything she had done to both of us how could he sleep with her? Had his whole apology been a lie? Did he mean any of it? These thoughts ran through my mind as she finally opened her eyes and stared back at me. I could tell at first she was trying to get her brain to focus and I could see it in her eyes when it eventually occurred to her who I was. A look came over her face that was completely unreadable. Finally I was able to form some words "oh my god." Sebastian stopped moving over her and slowly turned around. As he faced me with a shocked look I couldn't help but notice he was still wearing his glasses. I'm not sure exactly why that detail stuck in my head when I thought back to that morning but it did. It seemed to last forever before anyone said anything. Sebastian finally said "Annette what are you doing here?" The question bothered me more than anything else. "What am I doing here? I came to forgive you but obviously I came at a bad time." I glare over at Kathryn who is fixing me with this curious stare. "Forgive me we haven't been introduced I'm Annette. You must be Kathryn. I read all about you." I'll give her this she didn't seem guilty in the least that I just walked in on her. In fact it I had to guess she was probably more annoyed that I interrupted her than anything. In a voice of pure ice she said "so I've heard. Charmed I'm sure." As she says this I suddenly remember that it's morning and that it was likely that they just didn't fall into bed early this morning. They had spent the night together. At this new realization I find myself suddenly feeling ill. Sebastian sighs "look Annette I-" "My god what did you do give me your journal then run home and fuck her?" "Pretty much" Kathryn said a hint of a smile of her face. Sebastian spins to face her and they have this look between them that makes me feel even more nauseous. It's then I realize that the happy reunion I had in my head will never happen, and it probably never would. I could never compete with her and this history they have together. Sebastian once again was talking to me but I just shook my head as I felt a fresh batch of tears run down my face. "Will you just listen to me?" I hear him ask. "How could you do this to me!" I hear myself suddenly yell. Funny as I did it, it didn't even seem like my voice. It sounded like a stranger and yet I kept yelling. "Did you ever love me or was it all just bullshit, huh? God this was all just a game. A twisted fucked up game so you could get her, your darling Kathryn. Well I hope you two are happy together...while it lasts! It's time for my own little game. See how you two like it when your fucked with!" "What does that mean?" Kathryn asks. I turn my full attention on her "the journal Kathryn, I have it remember? When I'm done with you all of New York will know what a truly sick individual you are." For the first time that morning Kathryn looks genuinely scared. Her bright green eyes go large and she looks like she wants to say something but it won't come out. Good because I wasn't about to sit there and listen to it. "Annette" Sebastian says in this all to calm voice "this is not the way-" "Fuck you!" I yell through tears right before I turn and walk out of the room. I walk out the same way I came in and nearly stumble as I try to get to the door. How could I have been so stupid to have let this happen? I needed to get away from there as quickly as possible. Away from the man I loved and that viper. As I approach the door I can dimly here them talking and I here Kathryn say something about the journal. The truth was I didn't really have any plans to expose her I just needed to say something to make myself feel less weak. I wanted some of the power I had lost and threatening her seemed like the best way. Finally I am outside but I can barely form a cohesive thought let alone flag down a cab. I stand out side the Valmont townhouse for a moment trying to gather my thoughts. Then I hear him calling out to me. It's Sebastian and as I turn around I can see him heading my way calling out for me to stop. I have to admit that when I think back to that morning I'm curious about what he was going to say to me. I assume it would probably just be about how sorry he was and how he didn't mean for it to happen and if it was at all possible...could he have the journal back? God I'm positive she sent him out to talk to me. At the time I didn't really think about what he wanted I just wanted to get away from him as soon as possible. After taking a glance back at him and seeing he was close I quickly ran into the street. Given it was New York City and the house was across from the park the street was incredible crowded. I could honestly say in that moment I didn't care if I was ran over. Christ bring it on, anything would feel better than this whole in my soul. I couldn't let him catch up to me to I dogged two cabs and a truck and flew across the street. At the time I remember thinking if I could just get to the park I could hide and he wouldn't find me. Then I would never have to see him again. Maybe I could go back to Kansas or someplace. Anywhere I wouldn't have to see him. After I made it across the street I take a breath and here him call out "Annette! Annette can you please just wait? We have to talk." No way I say to myself wiping the tears away. In a million years I wouldn't stop to talk to him. In that moment I wanted him dead. I wanted him dead and gone. That thought would haunt me for some time to come. Part of me truly believed that my thought in that moment had something to do with what happened. If I hadn't thought that maybe everything would have turned out different. Maybe if I hadn't ran across that street me and Sebastian could have been happy together. However I would never know. It all happened so incredible fast. I could still hear him screaming at me over the traffic when I started for the park. Then it happened. I no longer heard his voice but the unmistakable sound of tires squealing. If I live to be a hundred that sound will forever be etched in my memory. For the rest of my life when I hear that sound I will always think of that morning. I froze immediately at the sound. Turning around I saw it all in slow motion. Sebastian walking out into the street calling out to me. This look of relief washed over his face when he saw I stopped but it quickly vanished as the cab hit him at full force. It was like a movie it wasn't real. In the real world people didn't actually get hit like that but he did. The cab hit him and he crashed into the window shield before hitting the ground in a loud thump. I stood like a statue as I saw him laying on the ground still as could be. In that second everything around me stopped. The traffic, the people around me, all I could see was him. In that moment everything changed. |
| What Really Happened Chapter 4: An Accident (Kathryn) Summary: Kathryn's POV on what happens after Sebastian gets hit by a car. How dare she threaten me. Didn't she know that with just a few well chosen words I could end her? Apparently not because after she made her little threat the blond nuisance went storming out of here. Normally I would have been relieved however she now posed a dangerous threat. My reputation was always something I held up in high esteem and I wasn't about to have it shitted on by the likes of her. No way. Sebastian didn't say anything as she left and didn't make a move to go after her. For this I should of been grateful. Grateful that he wanted to stay with me and not here but her threat was still heavily on my mind. "Sebastian you have to go after her." He turned to me in shock "excuse me? You want me to go after her?" I nodded "get back that damn journal before she shows it to anyone." "Kathryn she was just bluffing she's not going to show it to anyone." I think I knew he was right but I didn't want to take any chances. "Please just get her to give it back." Letting out a loud frustrated groan he hopped out of bed and grabbed his pants off the floor. "God I can't believe this" he murmured shaking his head. At the time I didn't know what he was talking about. Not even after I retraced the morning in my head a thousand or so times did I understand. "What's so hard to believe?" "Nothing" he said as he put on his shirt. His last statement was nothing compared to what he asked me next. As Sebastian started for the door he turned around and looked at me suddenly. "Do you love me?" As you can imagine the statement threw me somewhat. I just started at him confused before asking "what?" "You heard me do you love me? Yes or no?" "I..." At the time I knew I did love him I just couldn't say it then. That would be something I would regret for some time to come. He waited for a minute then shook his head sadly and ran out after Annette. I just sat there in bed thinking about what he just asked me and how I was going to respond when he got back. I too eventually got out of bed and slipped by robe back on from the previous night. I then walked out on to the balcony when I heard Sebastian calling to Annette. I remember thinking why won't the stupid little bitch just stop? Fucking drama queen. Sebastian ran across the street to her when she finally stopped. I didn't think anything of it, I wasn't worried in the slightest, only about getting that journal. The whole thing happened in half a second and I saw all of it. My eyes were glued to him so I too hadn't seen the cab pull out of nowhere. When it hit him I jumped a foot and then let out a scream. His body hit the window shield then hit the ground just as fast. "Sebastian!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs but he couldn't hear me. He was laying on the ground as stiff as a board. I couldn't move my legs at first I just stared at the scene below. The cab driver got out and rushed to his side followed by two pedestrians and then the virgin herself. Finally I felt myself get shocked back to reality and I ran out of the house not bothering to get dressed first. As I was running out of the house I saw one of the maids give me a curious stare and I told her to call an ambulance Sebastian was hit by a car. I ran out before seeing if she did in fact call. By the time I got outside the crowed around him had doubled and I pushed my way towards him. The concrete scratched my knees as I bent down next to him and saw he was unconscience. "God" I whispered "Sebastian." "An ambulance is on it's way" I heard the cab driver say behind me. I looked up and saw Annette kneeling down next to him. She had her hand in his and it turned my stomach as did the tears that were staining her face. It was taking all my self control not to push her away from him and scream at her how this way all her fault. This was not the time, but later however was another story. She finally looked up at me and said "I-" "Save it" I said in hard voice before staring back at Sebastian. There's blood coming from his forehead and I can't find his pulse. All of this of course is freaking me out but I couldn't let myself lose it now. I just kept telling myself that everything would be fine, he would be fine. The ambulance arrived minutes later. Two young paramedics jumped out of the van and gently pulled me and Annette away. Watching as they spouted a bunch of medical jargon I couldn't being to understand the realization of what was happening began to hit me. Sebastian could die, I might never see him again. At this thought I looked up and saw Annette who was glaring over at me. Are eyes locked and I think it's pretty safe to say that in that moment we truly hated each other. One of the paramedics broke my train of thought when he said "he has a pulse, but it's weak. Were taking him now does one of you want to come with him?" "I will" Annette and I said in unison. The guy looked between us and said "I can only take one of you." In a hard voice I state "I'm his sister." Annette shakes her head at this and hisses "is that what you are? I'm going, you have to get dressed Kathryn." I look down and notice for the first time that I am still in my robe. I certainly can't go in that and I curse to myself that I should have put on clothes. Before I can respond to her she hops in the back with Sebastian and the paramedics and I watch as they drive down the street. Running back into the house I head to my room but am stopped by the sight of several of our servants standing in the living room with concerned faces. At the time I remember thinking how funny that was given most of them hated Sebastian and probably me as well. Jonathan the butler asks if he should call my parents and I tell him yes but I wish to god I could tell him not to, it really isn't that serious. As I pull out clothes from my abnormally large closet I realize my hands are shaking badly, so much in fact that I have to sit down a minute. Collapsing on my bed I hold my head in my hands and think about what has happened in the last twelve hours. Sebastian and that stupid journal, Sebastian and I have sex, falling asleep in his arms, having Annette walk in on us, her threats, and then watching Sebastian get hit by a car. It all seemed so unreal both the good parts and the bad parts. I get back up to get dressed and my hand accidentally knocks over a small box resting besides my bed. The contents are scattered on the floor and I'm just going to ignore them when I notice a picture among them. Slowly I pick it up and I study it. It's of me and Sebastian at this party our parents had a few months ago. He looks gorgeous dressed in a tux sitting at a table smirking at me as I get up. In the picture as I am getting up I turn around and smirk back at him. I try to remember what we were smiling about, probably at some nasty comment one of us made. I kept the picture not because I loved how we looked in it but instead I liked how the picture showed us. It was the perfect reflection of out relationship. I smile at the picture but my smile quickly falls away when I recall what Sebastian asked me about before he went to chase after Annette. "Do you love me?" As I stare at the photo I know I do, I always have. God why didn't I just tell him that? Maybe if I had he wouldn't have chased after her or maybe he would have because I asked him to. Shaking the thought away I quickly get dressed and then have our driver take me to the hospital. The whole way there I try not to cry. I can't have myself break down, not now. I have no trouble finding him at the ER and as expected Annette is there. As she spots me her sad expression goes hard and she tells me "they need your consent for surgery." I don't say anything back I just find the doctor who tells me Sebastian is in critical condition and his chances aren't good. After he says this I can barely concentrate of the rest of what he says. Something about damage to his head and an operation. I nod dully and an older nurse hands me some forms to sign. Once again my hands are shaking so bad I can't write. Fixing me with a concerned glance she asks "do you need a minute dear?" I can hear the pity in her voice and it makes my stomach churn. I hold my head up and say "no I'm fine." I quickly sign my name and then glance back at Annette. I can't deal with her now, I need air. Taking long strides back down the corridor I go back the way I came until I get outside. I pull out a cigarette and try to light it but it won't work. Finally I chuck it onto the ground and curse "fuck!!" The tears come moments later. At first it's only one but then they start coming so fast I can't stop them. I'm thankful no one in around to see this as I collapse on the ground and start to sob. I wanted to assure myself that he would be fine, he always was but I couldn't. I can't explain the feeling I had in that moment. I could only say that I knew then, I knew he wouldn't be fine and neither would I. - to be continued |