The Choice
Disclaimer: Beauty and the Beast is owned by CBS, CW Network and the
producers of the show. No copyright infringement is meant. I am using the
characters for enjoyment purposes only.
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Chapter 4
They sat silently on the couch, an open box of pizza in front of them, and 2
half full glasses of wine. Catherine was curled into Vincent's side, his arm
wrapped around her shoulder. Finally, Catherine broke the comfortable silence.
"What made you pick me? Why not stay with her?" Catherine asked, needing to
hear his answer. Vincent sighed deeply, but knew she needed to hear everything.
"The simple truth is that….Alex wasn't right for me anymore. I mean, we tried
to reconnect. It worked for a little bit, but, there was always you. I
found myself constantly comparing the two of you. You always came out on top.
You have risked so much more than I could ever ask someone to, and you've always
done it willingly. I couldn't see Alex doing that. She wanted us to pick up
right where we left off. But, too much has changed for me. I'm not that
Vincent anymore. Not her Vincent. Honestly, I don't want to be him
anymore. If I was him, I never would have met you," Vincent said, pulling
Catherine in for a kiss.
"What put me over the top?" Catherine asked, giggling when Vincent tickled
her nose.
"Honestly? The night you told me I had to follow my heart, to see if I still
loved Alex. As much as it killed me inside to hear you say that, I realized that
no matter what happened between Alex and I, I would still pick you in the end."
"I'm glad," Catherine sighed, nuzzling even closer to Vincent.
"Catherine? I know I asked before why we weren't moving forward. At the time,
I thought you were toying with me, leading me on," Vincent said a moment later.
Catherine pulled back, looking him deep in the eyes.
"I'm sorry about that night. I was so hurt and depressed. Only hours before,
I had seen you and Alex kissing. And then, you showed up, wanting us to move
forward, like that kiss had never happened. I… I put up my defenses. I have been
hurt so much before, and here was the man that I…have feelings for…telling me he
wants our relationship to move forward, after I had just seen him kissing his
ex. I definitely wasn't in the right frame of mind to be having that
conversation that night."
"Are you in the right frame of mind tonight?" Vincent asked, his eyebrow
arching up. Instead of answering him, Catherine pulled herself into his lap.
Vincent stared at her, his eyes wide. "Catherine, wh..?"
"Vincent, I think we've done enough talking," she said, before pulling his
shirt over his head. She ran her hands over his hard abs, and felt the
shuddering in breath that he took. Catherine relished in the power that she
currently wielded. Vincent could only stare at her as her fingers danced over
his suddenly very hot skin. A low growl escaped his throat. Catherine heard it,
and smirked.
"Does beast want to come out and play?" she asked him teasingly. Then she
squealed when Vincent grabbed her. Turning swiftly, he pressed her into the
couch. Catherine caught the golden glint in his eyes seconds before his lips
descended to hers. His hands roved over her stomach, before sliding his hands
underneath the material. Catherine shuddered as she felt his hand climbing
higher. His hand had just grazed her breast, when….
"Catherine? I'm home. OH….. I'm SO sorry!" Heather said,
backpedaling fast. Vincent sat up quickly, pulling Catherine up as well. Heather
was standing by the kitchen, her hands over her eyes. She inched her way
sideways. "I'm just…..going to go to my room now. So sorry to have interrupted
you. Nice to meet you tall, dark mystery man. Nice abs, by the way. I'm, uh…
yeah…..bye," she said, before bee lining it to her room. The door slamming
resonated through the apartment.
Vincent sat back with a sigh. "Well, that was a buzz kill."
Catherine had her hands over her face. "Oh my god! I can't believe she saw
us. How the hell am I gonna explain this to her?"
Vincent grabbed her hands, pulling them down. "Relax. I doubt she even got a
good look at me."
"Nice to meet you tall, dark mystery man. Nice abs, by the way," Catherine
mimicked Heather. "Oh, she definitely saw you. No doubts there. Now she's gonna
ask questions. She's gonna want to meet you…"
"Just tell her I'm some random guy that you picked up in a bar. I'm sure that
has happened before," Vincent said, smirking at her.
Catherine couldn't contain the laugh that followed his statement. "You don't
understand. My sister sees me kissing someone, she "Googles" him down to his
High School yearbook."
"It will be fine. We'll figure it out. But, maybe I should go. I can hear
Heather pacing in her room. I'm sure she is just dying to start asking
you all those questions." Vincent stood up, pulling his shirt on at the same
time. Catherine stood as well. Vincent reached for his jacket and slipped that
on as well.
They walked silently into Catherine's room. Vincent turned around and pulled
Catherine in for another kiss. She melted against him. Reluctantly breaking the
kiss, Vincent stepped out onto the fire escape.
"I love you," Catherine said softly.
"I am so in love with you," Vincent said with equal softness. Waving, he
disappeared down the stairs.
Catherine sighed. Walking out of her bedroom, she said loudly, "Heather?….."
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Disclaimer: Beauty and the Beast is owned by CBS, CW Network and the
producers of the show. No copyright infringement is meant. I am using the
characters for enjoyment purposes only.
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Chapter 4
They sat silently on the couch, an open box of pizza in front of them, and 2
half full glasses of wine. Catherine was curled into Vincent's side, his arm
wrapped around her shoulder. Finally, Catherine broke the comfortable silence.
"What made you pick me? Why not stay with her?" Catherine asked, needing to
hear his answer. Vincent sighed deeply, but knew she needed to hear everything.
"The simple truth is that….Alex wasn't right for me anymore. I mean, we tried
to reconnect. It worked for a little bit, but, there was always you. I
found myself constantly comparing the two of you. You always came out on top.
You have risked so much more than I could ever ask someone to, and you've always
done it willingly. I couldn't see Alex doing that. She wanted us to pick up
right where we left off. But, too much has changed for me. I'm not that
Vincent anymore. Not her Vincent. Honestly, I don't want to be him
anymore. If I was him, I never would have met you," Vincent said, pulling
Catherine in for a kiss.
"What put me over the top?" Catherine asked, giggling when Vincent tickled
her nose.
"Honestly? The night you told me I had to follow my heart, to see if I still
loved Alex. As much as it killed me inside to hear you say that, I realized that
no matter what happened between Alex and I, I would still pick you in the end."
"I'm glad," Catherine sighed, nuzzling even closer to Vincent.
"Catherine? I know I asked before why we weren't moving forward. At the time,
I thought you were toying with me, leading me on," Vincent said a moment later.
Catherine pulled back, looking him deep in the eyes.
"I'm sorry about that night. I was so hurt and depressed. Only hours before,
I had seen you and Alex kissing. And then, you showed up, wanting us to move
forward, like that kiss had never happened. I… I put up my defenses. I have been
hurt so much before, and here was the man that I…have feelings for…telling me he
wants our relationship to move forward, after I had just seen him kissing his
ex. I definitely wasn't in the right frame of mind to be having that
conversation that night."
"Are you in the right frame of mind tonight?" Vincent asked, his eyebrow
arching up. Instead of answering him, Catherine pulled herself into his lap.
Vincent stared at her, his eyes wide. "Catherine, wh..?"
"Vincent, I think we've done enough talking," she said, before pulling his
shirt over his head. She ran her hands over his hard abs, and felt the
shuddering in breath that he took. Catherine relished in the power that she
currently wielded. Vincent could only stare at her as her fingers danced over
his suddenly very hot skin. A low growl escaped his throat. Catherine heard it,
and smirked.
"Does beast want to come out and play?" she asked him teasingly. Then she
squealed when Vincent grabbed her. Turning swiftly, he pressed her into the
couch. Catherine caught the golden glint in his eyes seconds before his lips
descended to hers. His hands roved over her stomach, before sliding his hands
underneath the material. Catherine shuddered as she felt his hand climbing
higher. His hand had just grazed her breast, when….
"Catherine? I'm home. OH….. I'm SO sorry!" Heather said,
backpedaling fast. Vincent sat up quickly, pulling Catherine up as well. Heather
was standing by the kitchen, her hands over her eyes. She inched her way
sideways. "I'm just…..going to go to my room now. So sorry to have interrupted
you. Nice to meet you tall, dark mystery man. Nice abs, by the way. I'm, uh…
yeah…..bye," she said, before bee lining it to her room. The door slamming
resonated through the apartment.
Vincent sat back with a sigh. "Well, that was a buzz kill."
Catherine had her hands over her face. "Oh my god! I can't believe she saw
us. How the hell am I gonna explain this to her?"
Vincent grabbed her hands, pulling them down. "Relax. I doubt she even got a
good look at me."
"Nice to meet you tall, dark mystery man. Nice abs, by the way," Catherine
mimicked Heather. "Oh, she definitely saw you. No doubts there. Now she's gonna
ask questions. She's gonna want to meet you…"
"Just tell her I'm some random guy that you picked up in a bar. I'm sure that
has happened before," Vincent said, smirking at her.
Catherine couldn't contain the laugh that followed his statement. "You don't
understand. My sister sees me kissing someone, she "Googles" him down to his
High School yearbook."
"It will be fine. We'll figure it out. But, maybe I should go. I can hear
Heather pacing in her room. I'm sure she is just dying to start asking
you all those questions." Vincent stood up, pulling his shirt on at the same
time. Catherine stood as well. Vincent reached for his jacket and slipped that
on as well.
They walked silently into Catherine's room. Vincent turned around and pulled
Catherine in for another kiss. She melted against him. Reluctantly breaking the
kiss, Vincent stepped out onto the fire escape.
"I love you," Catherine said softly.
"I am so in love with you," Vincent said with equal softness. Waving, he
disappeared down the stairs.
Catherine sighed. Walking out of her bedroom, she said loudly, "Heather?….."
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