Hello and welcome to the thirteenth chapter of my story. I do hope you've had a great journey coming this far with my story. It's always nice to write to wonderful and lovely readers. Thanks a lot. Don't forget to drop your comments and I hope this chapter brings me higher ratings. Happy reading...
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Adrian came rushing down the stairs, his heart racing like he'd just come from a long run. He was breathing faster and his body was both hot and cold. He was really hoping his husband had come back home or called someone to inform them on his whereabouts. George had not called him too.
Speaking of George, Adrian quickly took the phone from his pocket and dialed George's number. But unfortunately he couldn't reach him. Something was wrong and he was getting worried. He knew Nicholas was mad about what he had just found out but he didn't need to leave the house. Adrian wasn't mad at him. All he needed was for him to talk to him. Sure, Nicholas had hurt him but he fought for their love and he was victorious.
Adrian tried the number again but it was telling him the same thing, unreachable. Fuck! He almost threw the phone away but he made himself cool, slipped the phone back in his pocket and continued rushing down the stairs.
Reaching down, he looked around and saw the family members seated in the living room, quiet and just like the way he had left them. The only difference was that they were in different clothes and there was no money on the floor and his bag was not there too. But they still looked lost, sad and helpless. He knew after what had happened they were bound to be in that very mood because it was not easy to be mad at your own mother and that's for sure. It was even more painful to think that one's mother had caused all the misfortunes that had happened in the house.
Adrian quickly pulled himself out of his thinking mode and began walking towards the living room, worried and uncertain. It was not long and he saw granny getting up from the couch and coming towards him with a frown on her face. Adrian stopped and waited for her to reach him before he asked her anything.
"You seem worried," Granny said softly, extending her hand to touch his shoulder. "What seems to be the problem?" She reached it and gave it a tight squeeze.
Adrian sighed and then took a deep breath. "My husband,"
"Yeah, I know." Granny said sadly. "He's not yet back and it has kinda made everyone really worried. He left the house in a really bad mood and..."
"Nothing will happen." Adrian smiled to encourage the older woman. "My husband will return. George will handle things. I'm sure they are on their way right now but I can't help but get worried."
"Like you said," Granny gave a nervous chuckle. "He'll return real soon."
Adrian knew he had been the one who had encouraged the old woman but he was also worried and couldn't shake off the worried look on his face. He kept staring at the door just to see if his husband was gonna right through the door and then kiss him and give him a tight hug. He'd love that but he also had a bad feeling that his husband was not in a good mood.
He stood right there with granny who was now holding him while his eyes watered and he began trembling. The family members now had their eyes to him and they were worried. They still were not over the fact that they had treated him badly when he had been innocent. They were still guilty and still didn't know what to do anymore or even talk to him.
After several minutes of checking out the door, Adrian gave up. He was now worried and shaking like a leaf. He had waited for too long and couldn't do it anymore. Why couldn't Nicholas come back home so that they could live happily together? Was that too much to ask?
"Please, calm down." Granny said softly as she felt Adrian trembling.
"I can't help it, granny." Adrian said softly. "He's been gone for too long. I just want him to come back. I'm not mad at him or anything. I love him so much and I want him home."
"He's coming." Granny smiled. "He's fine and I'm sure George has it under control. Weren't you the one who told me that he's okay?"
Adrian looked at the old woman and for the first had no emotion to put on his face. He was worried...he was scared...he was hyperventilating...he was missing his husband. He hadn't eaten whole day and he was a little hungry but that wasn't compared to what he felt inside. He missed Nicholas and wanted him back.
Adrian took a deep sigh, pulled away from granny and began walking from side to side, impatiently waiting for his loving husband while everyone watched him. Noah wanted to hold him and tell him that his brother would be back real soon but how could he when he had treated him badly. He couldn't even raise his face to meet with the boy's eyes because he was ashamed of himself for doing what he did.
After walking from place to place in the living room, Adrian was now tired. He walked to the staircase and then sat there with granny by his side. He folded his hands together and then rested his head on it, thinking and hoping as tears began forming in his eyes. Gee, it was a really long and painful wait that had him hurting.
Finally after a long wait, Adrian heard the door slowly opening. He quickly got up, almost jumping up and running to the door but he kept his cool and stood there, waiting and hoping that it was his husband and no one else.
In just a few seconds, Adrian saw his husband entering the house slowly, looking really vulnerable. His eyes were dropped to the floor even as he came in. His clothes looked dirty and so did his hair. It was like he had just come from an underground mine but Adrian didn't care as long as his husband had come home.
By his side was George who didn't seem well himself. His clothes were pretty dirty too and so was his hair. He looked a little happy but Adrian could tell that he was not in a very good mood too. It was all so clear.
Looking at his husband's mood, Adrian began slowly walking towards him with tears in his eyes before he suddenly stopped and froze. He had no freaking idea why he had stopped but whatever it was he was sure it was for the best. The very look on his husband's face was pretty much painful and he didn't even care to look in his eyes.
Nicholas had stopped crying but once he had entered the house, tears began falling again. He just couldn't control his emotions knowing that he had caused so much pain to his husband. That was really worse than anything.
Somehow he knew, he knew that Adrian was watching him and hence the reason why he had come in with his eyes dropped to the floor. He just felt that he didn't need to look at Adrian especially after what he had done. Even as he went further inside the house, he was cursing himself for being an idiot.
