1 First Vow: The Appearances

The very same flashback from five months ago haunt him still. It was prior to the very little interaction he had with dear Catherine. It was funny because she wasn't even directly talking to him and yet it made him stop in his tracks. Pondering minutes turned to hours.

"She saw right through me." A bashful face with a hint of fear and longing. His gray eyes shined.

"Must be very tiring, huh?" The words from five months ago just couldn't seem to slip away.

The very sentence made Matthew Grey Kingsley ran through his mind over and over. He spread his arms wide across his majestic king size bed. His head with series of questions he could not fathom. He just couldn't bring himself to release what he was feeling because if he did, disaster waits for everyone and everything his wrath conquers.

The façade that he worked so hard in perfecting was wrecked by Catherine Rose Obelia. Her statement squeezed Grey's stomach with uneasiness. He needed time to recollect himself. How did Catherine see right through? He is fascinated by Catherine's bluntness. It showed no lie and it is true. What made her see?

He didn't need sleep. He needed answers.

"Maybe then I'll find out that she can control me and demons." He huffed. The smug smile had a little hope in them. A new change of pace would be nice for someone as him. He'll just wait and see for himself in a couple of weeks' worth of observation.

Their asymptotic world finally overlapped. The fateful day finally came when their fates intertwined. The thing is, he just didn't expect to meet her there. It will always be at the place where he would least expect it.

When the strings are tied and the cogs started working.

Matthew Grey Kingsley is surrounded by the so called labeled 'friends'. The boring topics and wacky nonsense they displayed bore him. He needed to put up with them for appearances anyway. He is yet to succeed the multiple companies the Kingsleys hold. Being the only son, he is showered with riches and fame but never the genuine warmth of another.

"Please excuse me for a while, I need to go the bathroom."

"Sure man, hurry up and come back."

Of course, that was a lie. Grey didn't need to go to the bathroom. He got out of the restaurant they were currently dining in and walked to a nearby park. The people there were obviously drunk so maybe they might have forgotten all about him by now. He sat by a bench and saw a girl. If he was not mistaken that was a classmate of his or whatnot.

The girl sat at one of the swings and stared at the ground. She is so deep in thought. The night is silent and cold and the park lights seem to go dim and flicker.

"I remember tears streaming down your face when I said 'I'll never let you go'" The girl sang slowly and full of emotion. The verse she sang sent shivers down Grey's spine. It was lovely. The girl continued to sing into the night until a woman with a tight black dress showed up. The woman indeed is loud, her slurs and banter ruined the mood of the silent night.

"Hey~" The woman slurred and put her arm over the girl's neck.

"Cathy~ I'm sorry you had to pick me up today." The woman let out a hiccup and swayed her body side to side.

"I'm so good at dancing Cathy, hey listen up. I'm so thankful having you here. Ya know..." Another hiccup. "Sorry you had to pick me up here." The woman hysterically laughed. "Good thing I had enough strength to get here."

It's finally the girl who had to speak. "C'mon Grace, time for us to go back to the apartment."

"No!" The woman stubbornly stomped her foot and sat on the ground; she began to cry. "I hate myself so much! I don't know what to do now Cathy! You were right all along. Daniel's a fucking cheater, hope he fucking gets STDs and dies of AIDS, that selfish motherfucker."

Catherine sat on the ground as well and hugged her troubled best friend tightly. She gave Grace small pats on the back to help her calm down. She didn't utter a single word. She let her best friend pour her hurt and sorrow.