Page 94 of Obsession

The blond guy wasn’t a threat, but his friends were getting closer.

I wanted to go down to them, but I forgot about the four jars in my arms. I dropped one, tried to catch it, and from then on… everything became a series of unfortunate events. Chain disasters. I dropped two more, and they fell onto the metal platform and broke.

I cried out, mostly because of the mess I had made, and instinctively backed away from the broken glass.

Forgetting that I was on a platform twenty feet off the ground with no protective railing, my foot stepped into air.

“Katherine!” I heard Harris’s shout before I realized what was about to happen.

At the last second, I clung to the edge of the platform with my hands, but I wouldn’t last long like this. I hovered above the floor, gritting my teeth and praying that my arms wouldn’t give way until I managed to get back up.

I felt again how bad my physical condition was.

All this time, all I could think about was that I was the only one who could get into a situation like this.

“Hold on, I’m coming up,” I heard Harris’s voice.

“Hurry up,” I shouted back.

“You stay here in case she falls. If you drop her, I’ll kill you.”

I heard his growl before he started climbing up the scaffolding, probably towards the blond guy who was definitely regretting trying to be a hero now.

As soon as his foot stepped onto the platform, I felt his step like a seismic wave. The entire surface shook and one of my hands almost slipped off.

“Harris, slow down! You’re shaking it,” I shouted desperately, and my fingers sank into the metal.

My joints cracked and the pain in my arms began to burn. Tears streamed down my face when that pain began to well up in my nails and fingers.

“I can’t do this anymore,” I whimpered, ready to let go of my left hand.

I tried not to wiggle my feet because I was wearing a damn skirt, and I didn’t have enough strength to pull myself up on my own.

I couldn’t feel Harris’s footsteps on the platform anymore, I hoped he’d slowed down, but when I looked down, he was underneath me.

“Let go, Katherine,” he stretched his arms upward.

“Are you crazy?” I yelled.

I noticed the sea of people that had gathered around us. Iolanda came too and seemed scared to death when she saw me hanging there.

“Katherine, look at me.”

I did as he asked, his face unreasonably calm for what was happening. My heart was pounding hard against my ribcage, and the pain had spread to my shoulders.

“I’m going to catch you. You know I’ll catch you,” his voice was soft, too calm for what I was feeling.

I squeezed my eyes shut. The height was great enough, and there was cement on the floor. At best, I’d break my ankle.

“I’ve done it before. You know it. I would never let you fall, baby.”

My eyes snapped open, and I looked at him.

That word again.

My heart was pounding for a completely different reason now. It didn’t matter if I trusted him or not, I was going to fall either way because I no longer had the strength to hold on.

Someone tried to climb towards me, the platform moved again, and my left hand slipped off.

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