Miscommunications chapter twenty one

Miguel's POV. As soon as he walked through that door I was filled with regret. Not because of who he was or what he did, but because of what I might do. If only I had let Pedro stay a bit longer. Alejandro made his point clear almost immediately, “We've been roommates for a while now, I will be sleeping here” I almost smiled even though I told him not to stay here with me. I hoped he would be stubborn so I could have a reason to say “oh I tried” I ached and hurt all over but nothing would have hurt more than watching him walk out that door when I told him to without him putting up a fight. He got Into the bed, I didn't stop him. I was excited already, I mean I have shared a room with him before but this was different.Dangerous, raw. All through the night I was kept awake by the raw hunger that engulfed me. Looking at him made me realise what drug addicts felt when placed in front of their own addiction There he was, lying peacefully, his breaths coming out softly as his che

No tears left to cry. chapter twenty two

Alejandro's POV I rolled my eyes as I dropped the phone.Pedro walked in on me talking into the house phone and he was not having it. He went on and on about how I wasn't supposed to do that. “I told you that the master is in a meeting. What part of that did you not understand?”“I heard you, did it occur to you that he might have called?” I said with one brow raised, “perhaps he had a feeling that you would bother me and he called to check up on me.”“There's no way he would do that?”“Well I for sure did not call him, I don't have his number remember? You refused to give them to me when I asked.” I knew that was a lie but I was sticking to it. It was extremely easy to find his number on that phone. A quick search of the word “master” and I had him on speed dial.Pedro stared at me deeply like he intended to dig the truth out of me with his eyes— it would be easier for a camel to walk through the camel's eye before he succeeded.He gave up a few moments later, “next time, I answe

Out of sight. chapter 23

Miguel's POV The entire drive back home was an antsy one. I wasn't sure if Alejandro got the letter I left.I wished that he did, the regret was beginning to set in and I began to imagine a day without him in it.I have lived for long without him and now that I had him, it felt strange to be without him.“What if he has seen the letter?” I asked myself as we stopped at a red light. “Would he still respond the other way he did?” My heart was heavy with guilt as I thought about his innocence. I tried to exonerate myself, “I was just trying to keep him safe. Perhaps he understood that from the letter.”I nodded as I stared into the street from my tinted window glass. “Perhaps he did— or?” The only other options shook me with fear. I had never been afraid before, not even with a bullet placed in front of my head. Father had ensured that we killed whatever part of us responsible for fear, but here I was, scared to my depths.This fear was linked to one question, “what if he felt nothing

Nothing but co-workers. chapter twenty four

Miguel's POV.This was the day I left for Brazil. I anticipated this for a while because it allowed me to get my mind off things.I got into the designated plane for the trip. It was a private flight and I expected solitude throughout the entire trip.I got into the plane and there he was, seated in the window seat,headphones in,eyes closed.I felt my heart skip a beat. “What is he doing here?”I took the seat beside him.He did not acknowledge meBesides me was the perfect portrait of indifference.I muttered a faint greeting just to make my presence and hopefully start a conversation with him but he was mute.That stung but I took it like a champ.The plane taxied. Lifted and the city shrank beneath us.Hours passed.I tried to distract myself, read, listen to music, and sleep. They all failed.My mind kept replaying his face when he said, “is that all you have to say?” It wasn’t all I had to say but I did not know how to say the rest without breaking his heart any further.Turbu

All Chapters of Reporting from the underworld: Chapter 21 - Chapter 24

Miscommunications chapter twenty one

No tears left to cry. chapter twenty two

Out of sight. chapter 23

Nothing but co-workers. chapter twenty four