BASHing Trinity novel Chapter 36

BASH

It's been three days since the last time I saw Trinity. I made a decision that I hope it was for our own good. I want her to realize that I love her, and I never lied to her.

It was torture not to hear anything from her. I even cancel my business trip to the U.K. After sending Dana and her husband to the airport, I came here to my family's beach house where I supposed to surprise Trinity after our engagement party. That was my plan, but she ruined it.

I already planned a week's vacation. I was planning to spend it with her, but damn it! Everything went wrong.

She doesn’t trust me even a bit.

I missed her so much, though. Not a single day I didn't think about her. More guilt flashes through me, and I should’ve talked to her, but I was taken over by my anger, pain, and disappointment.

Teaching her lessons maybe will make her think before judging. Maybe we only lack in communication? We’ve been apart for four years, we changed, and we grew up into two different individuals. We let other people entered our lives, but my love for Trinity has never been gone throughout those years.

When we get back together, it’s like a reawakening my feelings, my senses, and what has been asleep for a long time—my heart. It has always been for her--beats for Trinity.

The salty wind blows the wind chime that I hang above the porch. It’s been here for three years. It’s beautiful, and it reminds me of her. Everything reminds me of her.

Christ, I missed her like crazy!

I made everyone promise not to contact her. I want her to contact me first before she can gather information from everyone. But she didn't call me again, only three days ago, then she stopped. I wonder if she really cares about me like how she showed me before everything fell apart.

The vibration coming from my phone brings me back from my deep agony.

“Dad.” I rub my aching temples. I haven’t been in my self lately. I haven’t had enough sleep too, but I manage to avoid alcohol numb my feelings.

“How are you, son?” Dad asks. I can feel that something more than just a question. He knew not to bother calling me this early morning.

Panic settles in the pit of my stomach. “You know the answer to that, Dad. Just tell me already."

“What makes you think I have something to tell you?” Dad loves to irritate me. He wasn’t happy to hear my plan.

“Dad, please? I already have a lot on my plate right now. You’re aware of what I’ve been going through with my relationship. Trinity stops calling me.” I rub the back of my neck, and I feel a lot guiltier.

“She resigned.”

“What? How? When? Why?” I curse under my breath.

“I think you should come back. Three days is enough. When I had a misunderstanding with your mom, I wouldn’t last an hour,” he says with a laugh. “Try to solve your problem. It’s not even that huge, but you both are so stubborn to have a good talk. You’re both adults and plan to build a family. Things like this need to be settled before you both tie in marriage, Bash.” Dad's voice seems calm and full of concern in every word he delivers.

“What should I do?” I ask because I’m so damn clueless about what to do right now.

“Just come here, Bash. We need to plan.”

“Plan?” I’m more confused.

“Son, Ranjiv received this letter two days ago. The same day she traveled out of the country.”

My world falls apart. I feel everything around me spins.

“What the fuck Edmund and Derek were doing that day? Why I haven’t heard anything from them? Fuck this life, Dad!” I yell at the top of my lungs, but it’s not enough, and my anger is slowly consuming me.

“Bash, calm down! Get yourself ready. They’re on their way to pick you up.” He sighs. “One more thing. Don’t blame anyone. This is your fucking idea in the first place. Since day one, I’m not on board with this idea of yours!” The line cut off.

The old man just hangs up on me, and he's pissed off as fuck. I want to hit my head against the wall, but it won't solve my mess. Why I’m so dumb not to notice why she stops calling me?

Fuck!

I dial Ranjiv, and he picks up immediately.

“Bash, what can I—“

“Cut that shit, Ranjiv! Where is Trinity?” There is a long silence. “Fuck! Ranjiv, answer me or I swear to God you will go back to India empty-handed.”

“U-um, Bash. I-I d-don’t know, man,” he stutters, and I know he's lying.

“How did you hand the resignation if you don’t fucking know shit?”

“She called me to meet in the coffee shop, and she gave it to me to give that either to you or to your dad. That’s it. I asked why, but she didn’t say much other than she wants to start a new life.”

My brows meet and my heart crashes. “What do you mean she wants to start a new life?”

“She has planned to go somewhere, and I noticed her carrying two travel bags, but before I could ask, she stopped me. That’s all I know, I swear.”

I blow a shaky breath. “Where's her phone?”

“It’s in her apartment. Try asking her roommate.”

“Thanks.”

I hear knocks on my door, and I know that’s Edmund and Derek. They’re both distant and expecting my rant, but I want my energy somewhere else and not on their fucking asses.

“You know the reasons why you’re here, right?” I walk away from them.

“I contact Mr. Shin, but he didn’t answer. I left a message if Ms. Mallory made contact with him or not. I can’t think of possible places where it has a significance to her,” Edmund explains.

“She visited her ex-fiancé two days ago. She called her parents on the same day.” Derek hands me her phone. The phone that I gave to her. She left it, and maybe she found out that I placed a tracker on her phone.

I wave my hand and say, “Charge this. Maybe she used this to book her flights.”

“We checked that already. I think she purchased her ticket at the airport.”

My shoulders droop. I can’t help but shake my head in disappointment and amusement at the same time. She knew what she was doing.

“Sneaky little thing,” I mutter. “Did you ask anyone from any airline or aviation authority where she could travel? Domestic and international flights have manifest.”

“We contacted her dad. She could go to France.”

I stop to a halt. Yeah. It's possible.