OPPOSITE ATTRACTION - Part 2 Episode 22

Clara’s POV

Three Months Later

“Have some dinner before you go to sleep.” Mom says placing the plate of spaghetti in front of me.

“I don’t want to.” I have no appetite. She sighs and sits down in front of me.

Micheal puts down his phone and they both look at me.

“Clara. That’s it! Look at yourself! You are losing weight! It’s not healthy!”

Micheal nearly yells. Concern is clear all over his face. Mom takes my hand.

“Sweetie, I understand how hard it is for you since he left.”

Mom stopped taking his name in front of me. She hates him.

He is kind of like Voldemort in now in our house.

He-who-need-not-be-named or the most common one you-know-who.

Mom gets angry even at the mention of his name.

Me? It breaks my heart a little more when anyone says his name.

Things surely haven’t been the same since he left.

I woke up to an empty bed with a letter in his place.

After reading it, my heart shattered into million pieces.

How can he just leave? How can he leave me like that?!

I was angry. I wanted to go to LA and beat him till he understands how stupid he is.

We love each other. That’s more than worth fighting for. That’s more than worth staying for.

The whole day that we spent together, I thought he has changed his mind and is going to stay with me, but I was stupid.

Stupid! He left! He fuc**king left me! Was it that easy for him?

All of this fight that we put for each other, all of this effort that we put for each other… for what? For this?! To be part this painfully!

I went back to working in HR. The days are just passing by.

There is not one day passing by where I feel like going to LA to meet him.

Some days I get angry at him, some days I want to beg him to come back and some days,

I just want him to be my boss, just so I can see him every day at least.

“Is it wrong to love someone that much, Mom?!”

My voice breaks down before I can even speak a whole sentence.

This heavy feeling in my heart wouldn’t go away.

It’s like someone is twisting my heart painfully with a knife, stabbing it, then pulling out and then stabbing it again.

I can’t even describe it. I wake up in the middle of the nights imagining he is in my room.

“No, dear! You can only love and that’s the most wonderful thing you can do.”

She says hugging me. I cry again. That’s all I seem to be doing these days.

Tears wouldn’t stop flowing. Mom says it gets easier, but it’s not.

It’s not getting easier. I want to shout, but I can’t. No words come out even if I want to.

“I can’t.” I pull away from her and go to my room closing it.

I fall on my bed on my back and look around the room.

There are our pictures on my table. Him and me.

I get up and open my night stand drawer to pick out his letter.

I have read it hunderds of times. I memorize every word of it. But I still read it again.

Dear Clara, My Only and Only True Love,

Every moment that I spend with you is a treasure. You are my treasure.

Do you want to know why I want to leave so bad?

Why I made the decision to leave our love? The answer is simple and I have told you about it many times before.

It’s because I love you.

When Mom was on the hospital bed, there were tubes attached to her body, doctors were rushing in and out, nothing was certain, her life and death, it was not in our hands.

I thought to myself, if there is anything I can do, anything at all, I would do it in the blink of an eyes to save her.

But that didn’t stop God from taking her away.

Then I saw you on the hospital, just like Mom, tubes attached, doctors rushing to save you.

I knew, I knew I had to make a decision. I knew I had to do what I have to save you.

I would do anything to save, even if it is walking away from you.

I want you alive, Cara Mia. I want you to live your full life.

I don’t want to be the cause of disaster in your life.

I want to save you in every way possible, but how can I do that, if I am the threat?

I can’t leave you looking into your eyes. That’s why I am leaving you when you are asleep. I know it makes me a Coward and I am a fucking Coward!

I lose it when I am with you. If I stay one more day with you, I will lose it again and agree to stay with you forever and I can’t do that.

I can’t do that to you.

I don’t want to see you like I saw Mom.

I love you, Clara. I don’t know how I will live without you. I don’t think that’s possible, but I have to so this.

Love, Yours and Only Yours Till My Last Breath,

Dalton.

Tears are falling down again. You idiot! You fucking Idiot!

How can I live when you are not here? It is the same as living as a dead corpse.

I tried contacting him, but I can’t reach his phone.

I asked William to pass my messages to him, but there was no reply from him.

I tried to mail him, but the mails forwarded from me are blocked by him.

Any mail forwarded by me wouldn’t reach him. There seems to be just no way. F**uck you, Dalton!

“You should go out, Clara. You can’t be here in your room all day.

Go to that thing your friends invited you to.” Mom says barging in.

My colleagues are going out to a club today. Tina insisted that I come.

But I am in no mood for party. I just want him to come back. “Come on, get up!” Mom pulls me up by my arm. “I want to go out. So at least give me company!”

I freshen up and mom gives me a dress to wear.

With no interest at all, I put it on and do my hair. I look at myself in the mirror and don’t recognize myself at all.

I have dark circles, I lost weight and my hair is knotted.

We finally come out and Mom takes me to the club I am supposed to meet my colleagues.

Micheal comes with us too along with his boyfriend Kurt.

All my office friends know that I am going through a tough break up.

Hell anyone who looks at me can tell that I am going through it. It is that obvious.

“Babe. Here, have some.” Tina gives me a drink. I don’t even as her, what it is.

I just chug it down. It hits right in my throat. “Whoa.

You wanna talk?” She asks. Mom is somewhere with Micheal.

“I don’t want to. It’s not going to reduce the pain.”

I have another shot and another and another. The burning in my throat is nothing compared to the burn in my heart.

“Clara, you might want to slow down.” Nick says with concern from beside me. “He really got you, huh?”

He did! I don’t even know how to move on from this! I don’t know how to escape this!

“I will get easier.” He says as I take another shot.

No, it’s not!

I get up and walk out of the bar. I can’t take this! I can’t! I can’t! I CAN’T! Fu***ck!

I hear Tina calling me, but I come out. The cold breeze hits my face and I feel like pucking all that I drank just a few seconds ago.

Fu**ck, Dalton! Fu*”ck!

“Ahhhhhh!!!!!” I shout loud on the road. People passing by give me odd looks.

I don’t care anymore. No matter how much I shout, this pain is not going down.

It’s not simmering. It’s increasing day by day. My hand goes to my heart.

Is it possible to hurt this much?! I just want to see Dalton! I want to see him just once! Only once!

Please Dalton! Please come to me, just once!

I lift my head up and take a deep breath closing my eyes.

When I open them, I gasp. A man is crossing the road. Is that Dalton?!

His height, the hair and the suit… everything looks like Dalton. Is he here?

The guy is speaking on the phone. He cuts the call and starts crossing the road. I hear Tina calling me from behind.

No, no, no! Don’t go Dalton!

I quickly go to him. He is already on the other side of the road.

I get on the road to cross it and before I know it, something hard hit me and I feel falling down. Suddenly I am in shock.

“Clara!” Tina shouts.

I see people surrounding me. The person that I thought is Dalton turns back and he is not… He is not Dalton.

Before I know it, my vision goes dark. I hear Mom calling me. “Clara!”

Dalton. Come back to me.

Dalton’s POV

“What?!” I get up and go to my car. “When?!”

“Today night.” William says. Clara is in an accident.

Fuc*k! I have to see her. I have to! I drive to the airport.

“Which hospital is she in?”

“The one that she is admitted before.”

“I will talk to her regular doctor. Make sure they have all that is needed.

Report me every minute detail.”

“Yes. Are you coming here?”

“Of course! Why is that even a question?!”

I cut the call and soon I reach the airport. I get on my private plane.

Three Months! Three fuc**king Months without her! Oh Clara! Cara Mia!

She is etched in my heart. Life is seems tasteless without her.

There is just no reason in living. But I had to leave.

Everything collapsed when I left her. It’s like someone is running a bull dozer over my heart again and again.

There were times I nearly got on the plane and go to her.

There were times I wanted to go to her and just lay my head in her lap and feel her running her fingers through my hair and there were times,

I wanted to chain myself to the bed to not do these things.

My days are filled with work, which I am barely able to concentrate on and my nights are filled with me drinking myself to sleep or till I pass out.

My apartment is filled with bottles of beer and alcohol. Nothing makes sense anymore.

It feels like there is huge hole in my heart. I am a stupid.

Once I reach the city, I take a cab and reach the hospital. William is waiting there for me.

“The doctors have completed the operation.”

“And?” I ask walking as fast as I can following him to take me to her room.

“They are unsure on her condition.” My heart drops at his words.

“What do you mean unsure?”

He doesn’t speak and I know, what he means by that.

I heard that when Mom got into accident. Fuc**k! No, no, no! I can’t lose her! No!

I run to her room. Her mother and brother are waiting outside the room.

Mrs. Edwards is in tears. Micheal is trying to comfort her.

Kurt is here as well. I walk up to them. She looks up and gasps as she sees me.

She gets up and comes to me. Rage is clear in her eyes.

Before I know it, her hand strikes my cheek. I deserve it! I deserve all of it!

“How dare you?!” She yells. “How dare you come back here?!

You have played enough with her heart! I thought you would come back to your senses and stop thinking yourself as someone that brings her harm, but you know what?”

I can hear the hatred in her tone. “You are right! You are the one that brought her to this!”

What?!

She saw someone familiar on the road and she thought it was you.” Micheal spits in anger.

“Get out from here!” Mrs. Edwards says.

No! I want to see her!

“Get out and don’t come back into her life!”She yells again.

“I want to see her.” I have to!

“No! Stop!” Mrs. Edwards says, but I can’t stand here anymore. I want to be near her.

I push open the door and gasp. Three she is lying, just like the first time I saw her lying on the hospital bed a year ago.

Tubes attached to her. This time it is worse. The monitor beside her is beeping indicating her heartbeat.

Oh fuc**k!

My feet take me to her. There is a doctor beside her.

“How is she?” I ask. I hear the door open and I know her mother and brother are in.

“Very unstable.” He replies. He looks at the monitor reading her heartbeat.

I look at them. Oh I know them well! I know them! This is not good!

I go to her and take her hand in mine. I interlace my fingers with hers.

She looks so thin. What happened to her? I place a kiss on the back of her hand.

I see her after two months and there she is lying calmly, wrecking havoc in our lives.

“Sir, you shouldn’t be here.” The doctor says.

“Wake up, Cara Mia. Please wake up. Come back to me, Baby.

Come back, Clara” I bring her hand to my face. Tears start to fall and they land on her hand.

“This is…” The doctor stops. I look up at him. He looks at me in shock.

I look at the monitor behind him. Her heart beat is increasing. “This is amazing.”

What is happening?!

“You saved her.” Mrs. Edwards says from behind me. She is looking at us in amazement.

I saved her? I look at her in confusion. I look back at Clara. She is still unconscious.

I saved her. Oh, Cara Mia!