Chapter 31 Wrong trust

Chapter 31 Wrong trust
Knock-knock-knock!

Ethan's eyes darted towards the door.

His heart sank.

He threw the stained duvet off himself and stood up naked, eyes still on the door.

“It's Ursula” Taylor V said with soft eyes that scorn in them.

Ethan ran his hands through his hair.

He walked to his wardrobe, opened it, searched through it flinging clothes in the air till his eyes landed on a pair of boxers.

He put it on immediately.

Knock-knock.

“Well, what are you still doing, sitted there? Get up!” he commanded in a seen low voice.

“You take advantage of me and now want to get rid of me…again?” Taylor's fake tears ran down her cheeks.

She sobbed.

Ethan reached in the wardrobe for his knicker.

He struggled to put his second leg in.

The door swung open.

Ursula and Camilla stood at the door.

Camilla's eyes fell on Taylor V.

A warmth spread through her stomach as they exchanged eye signals and she understood that the deal had been done.

Ursula eyes met with Ethan's.

He shook his head as if he was trying to explain himself.

He didn't even know why he shook his head.

He didn't owe her any loyalty, after all but he did anyway.
Ursula lowered her eyes and walked towards the bathroom.

“Ummm…Ursula, I want to use the bathroom” Taylor said.

Ursula paused.

She blinked.

A tear dropped down her cheek.

She didn't know what type of tear it was.

Embarrassment? Betrayal? But betrayal from what? From who?

She could feel Ethan's eyes burning through her back and when she removed her hand from the handle, Ethan was staring at her with a type of stare she had never seen before.

Again, she didn't know why.

Ursula's eyes avoided Taylor's and Ethan's as she walked out of the room, still feeling Ethan's eyes burning down her back.

“Umm…” Camilla broke the awkward silence.

Taylor V stood up from the bed with the duvet wrapped around her naked body and waddled into the bathroom.

“... Ethan, what happened here?” Camilla continued acting.

Ethan lowered his head.

“.D-did anything happen between you both?”

“I-I was drunk..I don't know..sh-..”

“Wait…you what?”.

Ethan ran his fingers through his hair repeatedly, sighing.

“I don't know. Sh-”

“You forced yourself on Taylor V? Ethan? Is that what you're saying?”

“I'm sorry, Camilla”

“You're sorry?”

“Cam-”

“Ethan, how could you do this to a girl who you kicked out of your life despite her love for you?”

“Camilla, this wasn't on purpose!” he regretted that he yelled.

“Ethan, it doesn't matter. You took advantage of her!” Camilla yelled back.

Ethan staggered backwards till he sank into his bed.

He buried his head in his hands and sighed.

What is happening to me? I never do things when I'm drunk. Why this time? Why can't I remember anything?

“I'm sorry” his words sounded muffled.

“What about her? What about Taylor? What happens to her..now?” Camilla forced tears to pour down her cheek.

“I don't know”

A scream pierced through their ears.

It came from the bathroom.

Their brows furrowed.

“T-taylor?” Camilla rushed towards the bathroom door, Ethan walking fast behind her.

Camilla barged in.

Her eyes were drawn to the drops of thick red blood around Taylor who sat in a white towel on the floor.

She must have hurt her wrist because that's where the thick blood seemed to be dropping from.

Camilla's eyes widened in shock.

“Taylor?!” Camilla shouted, rushing towards her.

“Fuck” Ethan exclaimed.

“I'm so worthless. I'm just a mistress. I w-was already going to move on but no. Now, it's gonna be forgotten like nothing ever h-h” Taylor cried, probably from the pain from the wound she had just inflicted on herself.

“T-taylor, listen to me. You need t-to calm down. I promise you. You'll get j-j-justice” Camilla said, eyes darting to Ethan, the broken toilet mirror and back to Taylor.

Their eyes exchanged more than words could say.

Camilla was pleased, and a bit anxious.

“Let's take her to the hospital” Ethan asked.

Taylor began to gasp for air.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

Her head tilted back with mouth open.

“Taylor!” Camilla shouted as her heart began to race a bit.

Ethan quickly lifted Taylor off the ground and onto his shirtless body.

He hurried out of the toilet.

“Camilla, grab a shirt for me while you come. Quick! I'll be in the car” Ethan gestured with his mouth towards his wardrobe.

“O-okay” Camilla tried to steady her breath.

Ethan rushed downstairs bumping into Ursula who sat at the feet of the stairwell.

“Ouch” she twisted and held her back where his feet had kicked all of a sudden.

“Out of the way!” he muttered without seeing who it was he had kicked.

Ursula frowned as she watched him go outside in such a hurry and with Taylor in his arms.

Blood drops left a trail behind him.

What's happening?

Soon, Camilla rushed right after.

Ursula seeing her approaching, stood up immediately, getting out of the way as Camilla held a blue shirt running down the stairs.

“Is e-”

But Camilla didn't stop to listen.

She ran as fast as she could to try to meet up with Ethan.

Ursula rubbed her waist once more as it still throbbed with pain.

“Ma'am, are you okay?” a maid asked.

“Yes”

“Are you sure?”

Ursula nodded, avoiding eye contact with the maid.

She didn't want to meet eye contact with her and feel like a joke as usual.

“I'll be in the garden” Ursula said..

“Okay, ma'am. Would you be needing anything?”

“Can I have orange juice, please?” Ursula asked.

The maid looked surprised as if orange juice was something she had never heard of before.

But Ursula understood that it was just because she never used to ask.

“Okay, ma'am” the maid said as she bowed.

Ursula walked to the garden.

The warm morning sun kissed her olive skin, reminding her once again that this was reality and not a nightmare.

Cars of different colors and brands filled the wide compound.

Bodyguards stood at each corner of each cars with black suits and sunglasses.

She was finally close to the garden.

Plants curled and climbed.

Flowers of different colors and sizes. Some peeked like they were shy. Others bloomed with confidence.

The ones that bloomed with confidence reminded her of Camilla.

The ones that seemed to be too scared to exist reminded her of herself.

She closed the garden gate behind her, startled as a bodyguard had been following her and stood still as he had noticed her final destination.

She exhaled and continued.

I hope Camilla doesn't see it as a bother to try again to get my mother's ashes for me….she has been trying for me recently…but Taylor, I'm not really sure if Taylor likes me…I mean she wants Ethan to herself and how would it be possible for her not to hate me when I'm in the way?...and Ethan? He's such a liar and a deceiver. He's a narcissist. He probably enjoys the thrill of having many women fight for him…but that's the last thing I'd ever do.

She rubbed her waist again.