Madeline POV:
" Bryan what are you saying ?". I shuttered.
He snuggled closer to me and mumbled again " I know you are my mommy
not my sister".
I stopped breathing, my mind turned numb at the realization that he
finally knows the truth. The tears started rolling down from my face
falling on my neck.
I pressed him closer to my chest and his tiny soft hand wiped my tears
from my face making me cry harder.
" Oh Bryan! When did you find out? Who told you?". I asked him.
" I heard ma and pa talking few days ago". He said.
" What did you hear Bryan?". I asked him scared about what he had heard.
" Ma were saying to pa that you should tell me that you're my mommy.
She said you don't have to hide it anymore". He said.
" Is that all you heard?". He nodded his head.
I asked astonished " You believed it?".
"Yes". He said snuggling his head in my neck while my hand rubbed his
back to comfort him.
" Why?". I asked him.
"Because I always knew". He said surprising me.
" How?". I asked him feeling my voice cracking.
" You told me yourself. Don't you remember?". He said confusing me.
" When? I don't remember". I asked making him look up on my face.
" When you stayed the night after my birthday. I heard you talking to
me, telling me how much you love me and miss me. You wanted to take me
with you but you had to leave me with ma and pa to keep me safe. You
called me your son so many times that night. I heard you". He said
shocking me to core.
My hands were shaking when I cupped his face and said " Bryan, it was
last year".
His mass of brown hair bobbed.
The realization dawned on me surprising. " You knew I was your mother
from that long! Why didn't you said anything before?". I asked him.
"I thought it was my dream but when I heard ma and pa talking about
you few days ago I remembered that night. Then I was sure you are my
mommy". He replied.
" Baby are you angry at me for hiding the truth?". I asked feeling my
heart beat frantic.
" No. I just want to call you my mommy. Can I?". He said with the hopeful face.
"Oh baby!". I said and pulled him closer." Definitely, you can call me
your mommy". And I showered his cute face with kisses.
" Mommy stop. You're tickling me". He complained as my fingers touched
the sides of his small stomach.
He is really ticklish on the stomach and to change the somber mood I
started tickling his sides making him giggle loudly.
When I stopped tickling his giggles subsided and he launched himself
in my arms laughing.
I was glad that now he knows the truth but at the same time I was
scared that now the truth is out how will I explain to him where is
his real dad? Who is he? And what he had done to make me hide the
truth from my son.
He yawned making me notice how sleepy he looks.
" Bryan sleep". I said throwing a comforter on us.
" Goodnight mommy". He mumbled sleepily.
" Goodnight son". I whispered, running my fingers through his silky
brown hair which are just like his father.
After an hour when I was sure he has fallen in deep sleep I slipped
out of the bed and made my way to the lounge with my cellphone in my
hand. I slumped down on the couch in lounge and stared at my phone.
I thought of calling my parents and talk to them about the situation
but then they'll either come here or force me to tell Bryan the whole
truth.
But then I dialed Sebastian's number. He picked up my call at the
first ring like he usually does.
" Did you miss me?". Sebastian teased me.
But I stayed silent.
" Madeline is everything alright?". He asked me sounding worried.
"Yeah. Sorry for disturbing you this late". I said looking at the wall
clock which is clearly showing its midnight.
" You and sorry doesn't go along dear". He snorted making me roll my eyes.
He was silent for few minutes then he said " What's wrong?".
"Bryan knows the truth that I'm his mom". I told him making him suck
in a sharp breath.
" How did he find out?". Sebastian asked.
" He heard mom and dad talking". I replied.
" Did he know about the past?". He asked.
"No. He just heard enough to conclude that I'm his mom". I said.
" That's good but it won't be long that he'll start asking questions
and you wouldn't be able to avoid them anymore. He's a smart kid".
Sebastian said.
" I know and I don't plan to hide anything from him anymore. As you
said earlier he is a smart kid he'll understand". I said hoping that I
will be right on this assumption.
" Go get some sleep and stop thinking about everything. I'm sure we'll
work something out to make the revelations mild for him". He said
instantly making me feel better.
" Thank you, Sebastian. You always make me feel better ". I said
getting up from the couch.
" Yeah. I know how talented I am". He said sounding amuse.
" Shut up and goodnight". I said.
" There's nothing good about tonight. I am laying on the bed bore out
of my mind". He complained.
" Watch TV or movies. That's what normal people do when they get bore". I said.
" Okay". He mumbled and ended the call.
Sighing, I went back to my room and slipped inside the bed again with
my son sleeping beside me.
I feel contented and didn't find the need to take sleeping pills
tonight to fell asleep.
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I felt the movement besides me but ignored it deep in sleep. Then
later I felt something wet poking on my face making me groan and open
my eyes.
The bright sunlight coming through the window blinded me for a moment.
I blinked my eyes and turned my left to see my son sitting on the bed
with painting tray on his lap and paint brush on his hand.
" Bryan What were you doing?". I asked him.
" Good morning mommy. I was painting". He said and gave me the tooth
smile that creeps me when I caught the mischievous glint in his eyes.
hen I noticed that he doesn't have any paper with him to draw or paint.
" Where is your painting?". I asked him.
" On your face". He said with the wide smile.
" My face". I stated horrified.
He nodded his head again smiling.
His smile swelled my heart melting me like an ice cream on summer day.
" Okay. Then how does my face look?". I asked him.
" Pretty". He said.
" Let me see". I said picking up my cellphone from the bedside table
and opened the front camera.
My breath hitched. I touched my cheek where "Best Mom" was written in
bold strokes with red paint and small heart on the side.
I stared at his art work in astonishment and felt the tears brimming in my eyes.
Oh God! He loves me. This kid loves me.
But do I deserve his love?
" Do you like it? Mommy". He asked me innocently.
" I love it". I said.
"Then why do you have tears in your eyes?". He asked me with his face confuse.
"They are happy tears". I said blinking to get rid of them.
"People smile when they are happy. They don't cry". He said.
"Sometimes they do". I said pulling him in a hug and kissing his cheeks.
" Now get up we have many things to do today". I said picking him up
and placing him on his feet on the floor.
"What things?". He asked me following me to the closet.
"Well I need to go office and you're coming with me then we'll go out
for lunch". I said making his eyes widened in excitement.
The reasonbehind his excitement is that my office is his one of his
favorite place. Because it's colorful and have different new materials
for him to explore.
If I haven't mentioned it before Bryan is little too much on the
artistic side. He loves painting, drawing and making things colorful.
When he was eight months old I remember he made his first art work on
the wall nearest to his crib with the orange color pencil, my cousin
Marisa forgot in the room while working on her art project.
After getting showered and dressed Bryan and I went to the kitchen to
fill our hungry stomach. I made his favorite pancakes and cheese
omelet.
After we were done having breakfast we brushed our teeth's and left the house.
The drive to office wasn't long because of less traffic. I entered in
the building with Bryan following me closely. I bought the single
office in this building two years ago and started my small event
planning business. But with the time the business turned so successful
that now I own the top five floors of the building and my working
staff quite appropriate the space.
We took the elevator and went to my office.
My secretary smiled at me and looked at Bryan with scared face.
" Bryan say hello to Penny". I said to Bryan making him smile mischievously.
"Hello Penny". He said smiling and scaring her more.
Well Penny and Bryan have a history. Penny has been working for me for
two years and to say the least Bryan never made her job easy. He has
done all the things he could do to make her beg and fell on knees for
mercy.
He had played many pranks on her and stole her chocolates many times
to spiked her.
Young Penny is quite frightened with Bryan after his last prank which
almost cost her life.
For me and all the staff they both are the piece of amusement and laugh.
" Hi Bryan I have chocolates for you". Penny said pulling out the Kitkats and
Hershey kisses from her drawer.
Bryan looked at me asking for my permission and I nodded at him.
He hurriedly snatched them and mumbled thank you.
" Bryan please go inside the office I'll be there in a minute". I said
and happily followed my instructions.
" Why did you give him your chocolates?". I asked her.
" For truce ". She said making me laugh.
After talking to Penny for few seconds I went inside my office and
started working while Bryan played around looking at everything and
asking questions to Caleb.
Caleb is my second assistant more like a manager. He keeps tab on the
workers and tackle the hellacious matters which needs immediate
attention of mine or sometimes I use him to scare people. Due to his
tall height and buff figure other man employees in my office are quite
efficient in the work well because they don't want to get on Caleb's
angry side.
But in reality he is a big softy from heart.
It has been two hours that I have been sitting here and working on the
new project. Bryan was somewhere in the hall playing with the remote
control car under Penny's watch.
Suddenly my office door burst open and Bryan entered looking somewhat panic.
I was instantly alert.
He made his way to me and asked " Mom. Is Sebastian my Dad?".
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Brandon POV:
I went to the cabin in the West woods of Boston near the lake. It is
the first property that I had bought from my own money because the
lake reminds me of that when I had my first kiss with Madeline.
The memory of that night is still fresh in my mind because it was one
of the best memories of my life with her.
What I regret most in my life until now is the day I reacted like an
ass with her after waking up that morning.
That day when I woke up and realized what happened between us I was
scared, confused and felt like a bastard for doing this with my best
friend.
And then she had to come in my view dressed in my own shirt. It blew
my mind making me want to kiss her and devour her like there will be
no tomorrow for us.
But I had to control myself by letting my temper get better of me and
to prove myself that this thing which went between us was nothing but
a big mistake I said hurtful things to her.
Despite all the things I took the chance and kissed her. It was our
last kiss. I didn't know that moment that it would be the last time I
am able to see her face, feel her beautiful lips and have her this
near.
I wish that I didn't have walked out of her room that day. If I was a
man enough to realize my feeling and work on it instead of feeling
like the worst boyfriend to the girl who never cared for me.
I should have seen Laura's facade before and could have saved myself
from this deceit. Her unscrupulous claim of love manipulated me in
thinking that maybe she has changed and really loves me.
But I couldn't be more wrong about anything in my life.
I hate her now. I really do. But I can not find the power to push her
from my mind.
I stared at the fire that has been burning in the fireplace to keep
the cabin warm. It looked furious wanting to burn everything near the
space but a concrete wall were doing its best to protect the
surrounding.
It reminds me of Laura, she was a fire and have a tendency to burn
everything which is near to her but somehow I was working as concrete
wall in her life, keeping her at bay not letting her burn anything.
That is why she would always come running back to me after hurting me.
I took the swig from the bottle of chilled Beer but it did nothing to
cool down the burn that has been going in my heart after seeing that
man and Laura on our bed. On the very same bed where I had my moments
with my fiancee and thinking how perfect she is in every way and felt
lucky that something so perfect belongs to me.
But she was never a perfect girl for me.
I lost my chances with the perfect girl running after someone who is
not made to belong one person.
I lost her and now she also belongs to someone who might deserve her.
I threw the beer bottle forcefully on the wall letting it smash and
scatter around in small crystals of glass.
I fell back on the dark brown leather couch and closed my eyes.
I felt the soft fingers running in my hair making me open my eyes to
see Madeline beautiful face.
" Brandon". She called me cupping my face between her soft hands.
" Are you really?". I asked her.
" Are you stupid?". She asked me with amuse smile playing on her sensual lips.
" Certified stupid and asshøle for hurting you". I said leaning closer to her.
" You are stupid but not an asshøle".
She said softly.
" Then why do I ruin everything?". I asked her confuse.
" You didn't ruin anything". She said squeezing my hand.
I just stared at her mesmerized with her beautiful hazel eyes that
were starting at me with love. I leaned closer to her to capture her
full lips with mine but she vanished like a haze mixing in the air.
My eyes jerked open and I heard my cellphone blaring making me cringe
and shut my eyes back at the bright light in the room.
With closed eyes I patted the table and found my phone. Without
checking a caller ID I pressed the phone to my ear.
" Hello. Brandon Edward speaking". I said groggily.
" Hello Sir, I'm Graham from the Rees private investigation company".
I heard the boyish voice.
I was scratching my mind to remember the name but nothing came in my mind.
" I know it has been two long years last we talked but I have
something important for you that might help you".
He said sounding persistent.
" Excuse me, I'm sorry but I couldn't recall who you are? ". I said irritated.
" Sir, I'm Graham, you gave me the assignment to search this girl
Madeline". He said making me wide awake.
I sat up on the couch in a lightening speed feeling dizziness at the speed.
" Graham! The kid with shaggy blonde hair and with the habit of
putting his nose in others business". I said irritated remembering
this weird kid.
"Yes sir, you remember me!". He said sounding happy.
"Certainly". I said irritated. "How did you get my number? And what is
this Rees private investigation company?". I asked him confuse.
" My full name is Graham Rees thus the Rees investigation company. And
I'm a private investigator for a reason sir. That's how I got your
number". Graham said sounding proud.
I was silent not getting the motive behind his call after two years.
"I know where is Miss Madeline residing at the moment". He said.
"I know she is in New York, kid." I said.
"You know?". He asked sounding confuse.
"Yes". I said ready to end his call.
"Do you know what happened with her?". He said making me freeze.
"What did you said?". I asked him to repeat.
"Do you know what happened in her past? Do you know what happened in
this last six years?". He asked me making my heart beat increasing.
"And you do?. How?". I asked him.
" I can tell you everything if you would meet me in the cafe near
downtown". He negotiated.
"Give half an hour ". I said getting up from the couch.
" Okay. I will be waiting for you in the cafe". He said and I ended the call.
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