Robbie's POV
I was half way drinking my beer when I stopped, hearing Fred's question. I slammed down the glass, which
didn't even make him blink and looked at him fiercely.
"That is between me and Tony! You have no business asking me about it" I growled
"I don't know how to beat around bushes so I ll be clear. I love Tony and have loved him all these years even after being rejected by him, after my father's disapproval and after him pushing me away. I can't stop caring. about him. I don't care if he is bonded to you or had a kid with you, if you hurt him this time, I promise you, I'll make sure that you never get to see Tony and Twen again" he said with a clear gaze and firm voice
Bang!
I got to my feet shivering from head to toe in fury. What is with this guy? How can he be so clear about his motives? How can he speak it all so sincerely? His love for Tony w
Twen's POV1I was in kindergarten when I first realized that my mommy was not like other mommies. He was a man, not a woman, I never thought much of it until some of my friends told me that they don't want to play with me because their mommies have asked them to. I was very upset. I didn't know what I did wrong but when I told my mommy about it, he looked so sad. He held me in his arms and said sorry to me so many times. I don't know why. Why was mommy sorry? I know mommy never speaks bad words about other mommies but they speak so many bad words about him all the time still it was my mommy who was always saying sorry.When I was in first grade, I asked mommy why was he not the same as other mommies. He kissed my forehead and told me that he wished to be like other mommies just so that I don't have to go through any problems. I the vdon't know what he means. What problems? Did I do something wrong? Am I a bad kid?
Robbie and I jumped out of the car and rushed through the stairs to Sam's apartment. I anxiously rang the bell while Robbie stood beside me, looking very pale. The door was opened almost immediately, making us come face to face with Sam. I held his shoulder and almost yelled in a trembling voice,"Sam, my Tw-""He is fine." Sam replied with a soothing hand on my arms.He looked at Robbie and greeted him rather stiffly. I was not in the right mind to see their exchange andinterrupted them with an urgent tone,"B-But you said you couldn-""I found him but-"My heart which was about to calm down, began to race again. "But what?""I think you should come in and speak to him yourself. Uhmm Mr. Walker, I think you should as well," Sam spoke in a curt tone and gave a strange took towards Robbie.Though
Twen's question was met with a heavy silence. Robbie and I both stared at our son in absolute silence. I was not sure how to start explaining this situation and Robble looked extremely conflicted. It was clear he was experiencing a range of complicated emotions. It was their first meeting, but it was also under the most strange and awkward circumstances, and I had no time to mentally prepare Twen for this sudden shock. I was tor between telling him the entire situation or simply passing it over for another time. The silence dragged on as we both tried to figure out where to start explaining. Jenny was standing behind Twen, looking both uncomfortable and irritated. Sam looked between all four of us with a 'what-is-this-situation expression on his face. Twen was the first one to break the silence. He ran up to Robbie and pulled his suit as if asking for attention, then he asked loudly."Why are you not talking? Tell me, are you, my dad?"Robbi
Robbie's dad's POVft thought you would be taking the boy with you, sir." Roger said from beside the driver's seat, caressing his beard.I smiled at him and sighed. "How many years has it been since you started working for me, Rogers?""Six years sir.""And yet you don't know how to play the game? I can't say it's inexperience should I call it lack of commonsense or ignoranca?""Apologises, sir. Please enlighten metI like men with a healthy dose of curiosity Rogers has it. He is eager to leam and improve himself. That's why heis a perfect assistant"How do you think my son would react had I taken the boy away?"Rogers looked perturbed. He turned to look at me in the backseat with these gloomy eyes of his. I gave him a mocking smile,"My son had inherited that hot tamper from me with a massive dose of recklessness. The moment he learns that Twen is with me, he wouldn't think twice before reporting me to the cops. Right now, he is rebelling against me.If I make one false move then I
Warning: Strong wordsRobbie's POVTory and I got out of the hospital after treating Twen's feet. He jumped on the pieces of glass, injuring his feet The boy had too much excitement for one day and cried himself to sleep. Before he fell asleep, I heard him mumble something about not being able to run. It was only today that I discovered that Twen loved racing, and because of me, he is getting deprived of doing what he loves I felt my heart twist Why did our first meeting have to go in this manner?I turned to look at Tony, who was in no better shape. He has been very quiet ever since leaving Sam's place. can't blame him. He has done everything in his power to protect Twen, only to have my dad manipulate Twen against him. I would have been disheartened as well. Twen's words were ringing in my ears like drums. How did dad know about Tony and Twen? Did Sarah tell him? No, that doesn't seem night Sarah was herself informed by someone else. Could it be that dad was the one who discovered i
It was almost midnight when heard the doorbell ring. Who could it be so late at night?i peeped through the eye hole to see Fred with someone on his am. As I was watching him, the bell burst into a few more rings."Calm down, I am opening." said a little loudly for Frod to hear.As I opened the door, saw Fred half-carrying Robbie over his shoulder"Yo grandpa, we have reached," Fred said jerking Robbin, who looked dead drunk.I quickly put my arms around Robbie's other free arm to support him: My nose was assaulted by a strong amelllegs were numb. He looked half asleepof alcohol it was strong enough to get you intoxicated, I held him around the waist and found that his hands and"Tony..." I heard him murmur."That's all he's been saying ever since collapsing after getting drunk." Fred grumbled, "That's why I carried him bera"Do you know why was he drinking in the first place?" I inquired, wondering if he had a row with his father."Nope. He appeared out of nowhere and kept ordering
Morning came too fast for me. I don't even remember when I fell asleep, but by the time my eyes opened, it was already bright outside. I was feeling so tired and mentally drained that I wanted to go back to sleep when a pair of little hands patted me awake.Pat! Pat!"Mommy! It's morning. Wake up!" I heard a sweet voice call me."Mmm," I whined before lazily raising my head from my knees where I placed it and dozed off last night."Mommyyyyy!" I heard the sweet voice cry a little louder, patting my face even harder."5 more minutes, kid," I said groggily."You are such a sleepyhead, mommy," Twen said, pouting, before patting my cheek some more."Okay! Okay! Stop patting Tw-" I was about to stop Twen when I realized my hand was stuck.Blinking, I looked at the source obstructing my hand and saw my fingers interlinked with Robbie's. Robbie was somehow holding my hand tightly though he appeared to be deep in sleep. A thin ray of sunlight was falling on his beautifully carved features, hi
"Why does he want you to marry Sarah when you do not want to?" I asked, feeling bewildered that Robbie's father has no respect for his wishes."Sarah is his friend's daughter to whom he owes something. When Sarah showed a desire to marry me, dad thought it was the best way to repay that debt," he spoke monotonously as if he was describing someone else's situation.My mouth fell open in shock, "He is using you as a bargaining chip. Aren't you, his son?Robbie leaned back and stared at the ceiling, saying with a mocking laugh, "I sure am, and that is why he thinks he has the right to make decisions in my life. He hates not having things his way!"I was speechless. I remained silent, watching Robbie contemplating. All this time, I was so focused on his beauty that I failed to notice the line of worry on his forehead, his swollen eyes, and his tight-lined lips. There was not a hint of his arrogant smile that was always lodged on his lips during his high school days. The last time I saw hi