The Killer's Soft side

This is the first time that I left the company without finishing my work, I'm just so angry right now that I can't focus. I don't want to see Dristan and his fucking cigarettes! I decided to go home and sleep for today, I need to calm myself before something bad happens to that bastard Jones. Met on a private island 19 years ago? What is this, a love story of two boys who met on an island 19 years ago and got reunited to continue their love? Fucking whore, how dare he cling to Dristan like a fucking leech! "Urgh! I wanted to punch his face so bad!" I shouted while walking. I didn't bring my car. Let's just say I forgot I have one because of how angry I am. He started smoking but he has no problem? What kind of bullshit is that? Why can't he tell me anything, why is he being secretive? Am I not that trustworthy, Dristan?

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"How's it going?" I asked my attorney who's sitting here at my office.

"I'm still working on it, Mr. Manson. But your plan is really risky, I can't say it will be successful." said Attorney Reeves. I'm aware that this plan of mine is dangerous and there's a high possibility that all of my hard work and sacrifice will go to waste, but it's worth trying. This is my only purpose, I will sacrifice anything I have.

"Yes. I understand Att. Reeves, but I still want you to continue so we will not lose this fight. Until the end, promise me you will do everything to win this case," I said while holding my cigarette.

Jabez left earlier without saying anything, he even left his car in the underground garage, but I'm glad he's not here right now. I don't want him to know what I've been planning this whole time, knowing him he will not allow us to continue the plan. But I spent my whole 15 years doing this, I won't let my hard work go to waste. Whatever happens I will continue and fight until I die.

"Alright, Mr. Manson. I will try my best," Att. Reeves said as he walked out of my office. "Oh, also stop smoking."

I laughed as I watched him walk away, I felt bad for hiding these from Jabez. He knows everything that I've been doing since then, he's always by my side and we are transparent with each other. But this time I won't let him know about it yet, it's not like I don't trust him, I just don't want him to worry.

It's already 8 in the evening, I should go home and have a rest. I feel like I'm so tired these past few days, is it because of stress? I was about to leave when my phone vibrated, I looked at it and saw Jabez's message. "Hey asshole, how dare you not to text me after I left without a word? You didn't even apologize to me you stupid!" I said as I read his text message. I laughed, "What a kid," I said as I got inside his car. I was planning to deliver his car back, I know he will not walk to get in the office tomorrow morning and also to apologize. "Okay, now how do you drive this thing?" I said while trying to figure out how to start the engine. "Sports cars are too complicated, I'm amazed Jabez is able to drive this thing," I said while clicking every button without knowing what it is for. After a few minutes I finally figured out how to start the engine. I drove slowly, but I guess these cars don't know what "slow" is.

After an hour I arrived at Jabez's place. "Is he going to get mad at me for ruining his car?" I said as I knocked on his door. He opened up and I saw his drunk face. "Are you drinking?" I asked, but he didn't answer me, instead he's looking at his car. "I'm sorry," I immediately apologize.

"Hey! Dristan, what happened here?" he asked in an angry tone.

"I'm sorry. I don't know how to drive a sports car, but I still try because I wanted to bring your car back so you can use it tomorrow," I explained while staring at Jabez who looks like an abstract painting. What should I do? I just ruined his prized possession!

"Yeah, I can see that. But what happened with all of these?" he asked while pointing at the broken glass and bumpers.

"I crash into a tree while I'm on my way here," I said as I stand in his front door looking at his devastated face. I'm ready for a punch, come and hit me with all you got if that's what makes you feel better.

"You got into an accident?" he exclaimed as he walked towards me.

"Yes, that's why I broke your car. I'm sorry I will replace it so don't be mad at me---" I paused when he suddenly hugged me so tight.

"What the hell are you doing? Stupid! What if you died out there? If you can't ride it then don't try at all! That car isn't important; it was you who is!" he exclaimed while crying.

"Calm down, everything's okay. I'm fine. It's just a scratch," I said while trying to calm him down, he's so drunk that he can't even control his emotions.

"No! It's not okay! What if you died out there, what would happen to me!" he shouted, this is the first time I'm seeing him like this. He doesn't usually drink only if he's having a lot of problems. "You know I can't lose you, Dristan. I promise to stay by your side and if you happen to die I will die with you!"

I took a deep breath while helping him stand up, I put him in the coach and clean up the bottles of beer he drank. "Why did you even drink?" I asked while wiping his face with a hot towel.

"Because of you, stupid Dristan," he said in a drunken voice. "Why do you have to make me jealous huh?" he asked. I paused while looking at him. His eyes were close, but he's not yet asleep.

"Jealous, huh?" I whispered as I continued cleaning him up.

"That stupid Jones! He only likes you because he thinks you're such a nice and successful guy! What a stupid whore!" he muttered.

"Yeah, I know. Just shut up and go to sleep," I said while putting a blanket on him. He's like a baby every time he drinks; he keeps on saying words I can't even understand.

"You smell like cigarettes! Why are you not listening to me, is it because I'm not enough?" he said as tears started to fall from his eyes. I was surprised at how he is acting right now, he's being too emotional. "Why are you not saying anything, huh? Do you not like me?" he asked again.

"Of course I like you," I answered.

"Then why are you not listening to me?" he asked

"I'm listening," I replied

"Stupid! How can you be so dense? I've been in love with you since we were young, but you can't seem to realize it!" he exclaimed. His eyes were now open. He's staring at me with eyes full of passion. What does he mean in love, am I hearing it right?

"You're drunk, Jabez. Just go to sleep and I'll be leaving too," I said as I was about to stand up when Jabez pulled me towards him.

"I'm already sober, why do you always run away every time I'm telling you what I truly feel?" he asked while looking at me. We are in a strange and awkward position in this bed so I decided to stand up straight.

"I don't run away!" I exclaimed while avoiding his gaze.

"Yes, you do. I once confessed to you when we were teenagers,but you just smiled and ran away like nothing happened. This time, I will say it again, Dristan Manson. I have loved you for a long time. I won't be here if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be doing all of this if it wasn't for you. Everything that I have done is all for you, everything is for your protection," he said continuously while holding my cheek. I can't understand what he is saying or maybe I do, but I'm too naïve to admit it to myself. "Listen to me Dristan. I love you," he said again in a sincere voice.

"What the hell are you saying? This is not a good joke," I said while trying to remove his hand from my face.

"I'm not joking; I'll never joke about this kind of thing. I really love you, since then and until now. Why can't you understand that?" he exclaimed.

"I'm sorry Jabez, but I cannot—"

"I'm not saying these to hear your answer. I don't care whether you reject me or what. I will not leave your side and I won't stop loving you," he said while smiling.

"I'm telling you all of these so that you are aware that if someone's flirting with you there's always a man behind you getting jealous."