Chapter 6 The hands that pushed me to death.

The crowd's applause followed our dance as we left the stage. I got down from the stage and my eyes met with the man who used to be my father.

He looked so happy and cheered after watching my dance. My mood switched from good to bad. Does he even remember that he used to have a daughter called Hailey?

Does he even care? Has he ever felt guilty for what he did to me? My stomach turned, tears filled my eyes but I held it in. I should go to the restroom before I mess up.

On my way, I walked past Ryan and it seems like he is on his way to the restroom too. The male restroom is directly opposite the female restroom. Intentionally, I entered the male bathroom, because I had seen Ryan headed towards the restroom.

Who knows, something might happen between us. I let my tears flow the moment I entered the restroom. I think this was going to be easy, but my painful memories won't let me.

My body shivered. I was losing my balance so I held the hanger that was beside the door to stop myself from falling.

I placed my free hands on my chest to calm myself down as I held tight to the hanger beside me. Just then, the door barged opened and Ryan came in.

The way he barged in was so sudden and unexpected, this made me lose my balance. My hands slipped off the hanger and I was about to fall when Ryan caught me by my waist. His strong arms circled round my waist and pulled me back.

My body shivered, I felt his cold hands on my back because my dress was backless. My heart began racing because of how close we were. This feeling is familiar!

For a while, all he did was to look into my eyes. His brown eyes moved away slowly from my eyes till it settled on my lips, and he swallowed hard. I could see adam apple bob subtly.

Uhhm. Seems like Ryan is finally falling for my trick.

"Are you okay?" His deep yet mesmerizing voice pulled me back.

Damn it! I have missed this voice. I looked at him and nodded in response to his question.

"Please let me go." I said.

Reluctantly, he let go of my waist. I bowed and appreciated him for helping me before I turned to leave. Suddenly, he grasped my hand from behind.

What is happening? I asked in my mind. Has he really fallen in love with me within the short period of time that he can't even let me go again.

Or does he want to hug me...kiss me? I turned back and looked at him.

"You are bleeding." He said and I was astounded. How come I am bleeding. I looked at my hands and realized that I was really bleeding.

I was confused until I looked at the hanger beside me. There was small blood on it. That is my blood, it seems the sharp end had wounded me earlier, but I didn't know.

"Come here, let me tie it for you."Ryan quickly pulled his tie and was going to stop the bleeding. This made me remember old times, this was exactly what made me fall in love with him then. We were almost strangers then, yet he was so nice to me.

But that isn't the case anymore. No matter what he does or how hard he tries to be nice to me now, I won't fall for it!

I pulled my hands from him and walked out of the restroom.

Luckily, nobody saw me. I quickly went to where I parked my car so that I could take care of my hands before I returned back to the party.

I entered my car without anyone knowing and quickly took care of my wound. Afterwards I touched my makeup a bit before I finally stepped down from my car.

"Hi!" A feminine voice startled me the moment I got down from my car. It was Cassie.

I haven't even replied to her when she stretched a glass of wine to me. I didn't even know she was holding two glasses of wine of which she was sipping one.

With a creased eyebrow, I collected a glass of wine from her.

I like your dress. She said out of the blue and all I could do was to nod in response.

"Your car, is this the latest edition?" She continued.

"Yes." I replied and managed to put on a smile.

She took a step forward and I followed her. It's been over a year but nothing has really changed about Cassie. She turned and looked at me and it seemed she wanted to say something.

"Why aren't you drinking? Do you have trust issues?"

She asked and put on a girlie smile. I didn't reply to that.

Even if I don't have trust issues, I dare not take a sip out of this drink because no one knows what this wicked bitch is up to.

"Anyways, I am Cassie. You are?" She turned to me and stretched her hand forward for a handshake.

My body trembled. I remember this hand. The one that pushed me from the rooftop. If these hands didn't push me that fateful day, maybe I wouldn't be doing this by now. I would have probably gotten over everything on my own.

She shot me a glare, wordlessy asking me why I was not shaking her hands.

But I dare not shake her, especially today. If I dare to try this, I will be traumatized for life. Shaking the hands that pushed me to death.

I was just about to call for you to introduce you to my one and only daughter. Cassie's father's voice sliced through the tense atmosphere.

I quickly faked a smile on my face to avoid suspicion, Cassie too withdrew her hands that she had stretched earlier and looked away.