Devil And Deep Blue Sea

"Oh, so it's you again?" Kelly asked, after seeing Dexter at the doorstep. Now he knows the reason for Ciara's quietness. 

"You still had the guts to show up here after everything that happened? Are you that cruel?" Kelly sparked outrageously. 

"Is my Father inside? 

I want to see him," Dexter requested with pride as he ignored Kelly's ratings. To Dexter, they weren't relevant to him. 

Despite the trauma Dexter caused everyone, he refused to apologize to Kelly. He stood on his decision as though it were nobody's business. 

"No, you're not seeing your Father. We don't know one to complicate his health issues further. I suggest you leave immediately and never return," Kelly replied and shut the door immediately. He couldn't even wait for Dexter to explain himself further. 

From outside, Dexter laughed. "What was he thinking? I guess I should leave. I am not cut out for this," 

"Dad, what did you just do? 

Why did you have to shut the door against him like that? In my honest opinion, that wasn't fair." Ciara cried. As much as she never liked Dexter, she still felt her father would have been a bit nicer in his approach. She wasn't pleased with the way she treated Dexter as though he were a total stranger. 

"Who cares about him? I did nothing wrong. I only saved my friend from an impending storm. I bet he would be grateful when he gets to know what I did." Kelly hissed and went back to George who was curious to know what was happening. 

"Who was that at the door? I couldn't get to hear what was discussed," George asked out of curiosity. He did hear Kelly speaking to someone, but he wasn't so certain whose voice was that. 

Not just George, doctor Escobar was also anticipating Kelly's response. They want to know the person behind those disturbing knocks on the door. "Kelly, who was that? 

I am surprised you haven't said a word about it yet,"

"That's because there's absolutely nothing to be discussed. It's irrelevant. Why are you all acting as though your lives depend on it? I thought we have one reason for being here? Let's just focus on restoring George's health," Kelly replied after a brief silence.

"That's a blatant lie from the pit of hell. It was Dexter, your son." Ciara chipped in and edged backwards because she knew it was only a matter of time before her father landed a slap on her chin for treason. 

"Can you just shut the fuck up already? No one asked you to speak. I don't even know what you're still doing here. You ought to be at home," Kelly fumed. 

"No, let her speak. 

Don't silence her," George demanded. He was getting more interested in the conversation. 

Narrowing his gaze at Ciara, he asked. "Was that really my son at the door? Why didn't your father say a word about it?" 

"Yes, that was Dexter, your son. He requested to see you but guess what? My Father stopped that from happening. Can you believe that? 

You needed to see how my Father kicked Dexter out like a prisoner," Ciara explained extensively. She added more information to spice up her story. 

"Please go get him for me.

 Can you?" George begged after a heavy sigh. 

"Of course I will. 

Please allow me a few minutes to get it done," Ciara obeyed and went away

Dexter might be a pain in the ass, but the love George got for him can't be traded for anything. Ironically, George prefers Dexter to Derek but the hate and hooliganism that dwells in Dexter blinds his eyes not to see that. 

"Are you sure you really want to do this?" Kelly fumed as he opposed George's decision to summon Dexter. 

 "Can you even listen to yourself right now? Give me one reason I shouldn't summon Dexter. Do I need to remind you that he's my son?" George clapped back at Kelly. He was yet to understand what Kelly was advocating for. 

"Your son?" Kelly scoffed. 

"When did he suddenly become your son? I thought you never liked him? Where's this sudden affection coming from?" Kelly added.

"Ok. It's getting messier than I thought. I guess this is the time when I need to leave. I will be back when the drama dies off," Doctor Escobar said, as he made a move to leave. 

"Even you?" George halted Doctor Escobar with a question that left him counting his teeth with his tongue. 

"I don't understand what you're talking about," Escobar said, looking so confused. He had his gaze focused on the ceiling as though the answers he seeks were hiding there. 

"What's difficult for you not to understand? Aren't you the goddamned doctor? If anyone needs to stay back, it's definitely you. I can't seem to fathom why you want to abandon me In this difficult phase," 

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Ciara dashed outside, searching for Dexter, but the latter was nowhere to be found. She resisted the urge to scream for Dexter's name to avoid disturbing the people around. 

Ciara thought about heading back to the ward and reporting her inability to find Dexter, but at the same time, she considered how disappointed George would get when she passed such information to him. 

For that reason, Ciara waited and hoped that Dexter would walk past her.

Ciara wished she knew the car Dexter came with. That would enable know whether he has exited the hospital or not. 

"I guess he's gone home already. He tried all he could to see his father. It's quite unfortunate that my father won't let him," Ciara bemoaned. She was already getting tired of waiting. 

Just when she felt like giving up, someone patted her on the shoulder from behind. 

It was a warm touch, enough to send tiny shivers down Ciara's spine. 

"Who are you?" 

Ciara asked with a shaky voice. She was close to peeing in her panties. She wanted the ground to swallow her. 

At that moment, she lost her vocal cords. Neither was she able to run away because her legs were glued to the ground.