I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

NATHANIEL’S POV:

THE SAME DAY:

“What’s up? Where are you going in such a haste?” Rachel asked with concern as I hurried towards the door with no plan of where I was headed and no coat or even the keys to my car.

“Nathaniel, what’s wrong? If it’s because of Kelvin or Jason, I won’t go.” I exhaled deeply at her words and I was really trying to catch my breath.

“Sit down. O My, are you about to have a panic attack?” She ushered me to sit down on the couch and I was trying to breath carefully but the thought of Lydia and Jenny weighed me down.

I was disturbed at the fact that what if everything Lydia said about Jenny was right all along? She was right about my mother’s abuses, so Jenny as well? And I had nothing to save or show her that I cared but rather simply saw her as a blood tank. No wonder she hated me so much, I would despise me too if I were in her position.

“Breathe slowly… alright? Inhale.”  Rachel held onto my shoulder instructing me carefully and I did just that.

“Exhale.” I exhaled and we continued that for a while until I was finally feeling okay. This was literally the first time in a while that I had a panic attack and first in front of someone. The last time I had it was years ago when there was so much pressure on me from work and my mum to make a risky decision that could either lead to huge development in the company or have us bankrupt. But luckily, as seen, I made the right decision after thinking thoroughly.

In this situation, every normal person wouldn’t think there is such a hard decision to make here, but Jenny is a childhood friend who had saved my life in the past. I was in disbelief and felt this was my fault, I wouldn’t have been able to forgive myself if Andrew or Lydia had passed away.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

But a question that weighed my mind was WHY DID JENNY DO THIS?

“Now tell me what’s wrong, what just happened? I know it couldn’t be because of me.”  She spoke softly and after a moment of thinking, I handed her my phone showing her the video. She stared at me confused before watching it, the person seemed to have also gotten a CCTV angle which was so crazy because the investigators, Lydia and I had checked but we hadn’t found any footage.

“O My God….” She covered her mouth with shock then reverted her attention back to me.

“Jenny is so crazy. I mean I knew she was so in love with you but also attempting to kill Lydia just to have you, is sick.” Rachel spoke distortedly and I sighed deeply, shaking my head.

“She didn’t do it because of me…she didn’t.” I tried to convince myself but the look on Rachel’s face said it all.

“Now, I don’t understand why you were about to have a panic attack when you ought to have been heading to the police station or calling Lydia to give her this piece of information.” She pointed out and I placed my elbow on my thigh, placing my hand on my forehead in distress.

“Or don’t tell me you’re about to put that crazy girl over Lydia? AGAIN….” She stood in front of me raising her eyebrow and crossing her hand on her chest.

“Nathaniel, I understand Jenny has played an important role in your life, saving your life when we were young, being a good friend and girlfriend at some point but you sitting down here stressed out when you can easily go to the station, free Lydia of this burden weighing on her and have her trust. It’s despicable that you are still debating when it’s really clear.” She taunted me and I groaned deeply.

“Enough Rachel … . You don’t get it.” I rose up from the couch, grabbed my coat and keys ignoring her words and footsteps closely behind me.

“Do the right thing because it’s the right thing to do, whether or not it benefits you or Lydia. You wouldn’t want to live with the guilt of being an accomplice to this.” She said right before I shut the door.

What should I do? Protect Jenny or Do the right thing by telling Lydia?

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2 HOURS LATER.

I was seated alone for about an hour and thirty minutes just thinking and replaying the video. I could imagine the smirk on her face as she cut the brakes and how did she even know how to do that? Rachel’s words kept playing in my head and Lydia’s face replayed in my head how disappointed she was when she couldn’t capture who did this.

Who even sent this to me? And why?

Afterwards I was now headed to a coffee store at North Side which was about thirty minutes away from my mother’s mansion and passing through a different route, it wasn’t too far from the police station as well. I stepped into the coffee store after a short traffic, I had on my nose cover and a black hoodie going simple.

“What would you like to get?” The barista questioned and I just decided to go for an Americano.

While waiting for my order, I looked around the store and my eyes landed on a familiar face. She was seated near the window and her eyes were glued to the laptop in front of her though she was speaking to someone on the window. The evening sun brought out her flawless skin and she was glowing, she was a very beautiful woman no denial and the thought of her being with another man had my chest tightening. The more I stared at her, the  more I realized how stupid I was being for even having double thoughts about this whole situation. Jenny was guilty and she tried to MURDED the one I love so she had to dance to the tune of the song she had made. Rachel was right, what if Lydia had died or been the one in the accident? I would have even murdered Jenny with my own hands discarding any memory we had shared for attacking Lydia.

She had even done this because she was trying to gain my attention? That’s sick and disgusting just like how she had been throwing herself at me.