THAT ROOM

Richard parked his bike then alighted from it. He was at the Thompson's residence. He approached the door while murmuring words. Quite a lot of things went wrong as far as he was concerned. Natasha got to know about that room. If only Riley had been the good boy he used to be, then there would had been no need for them to had brought up that room.

He wanted to believe that Natasha overheard their conversation, but he could not be so sure that was the case, maybe Riley was the one who told her about that room.

He walked up the door steps half conscious. Just as he held the door knob, the door flinged open.

"Oh, Richard, it's you."

Hearing his name, he looked at who opened the door.

"What of Riley?"

He stopped staring at her and looked into the house without saying anything.

"My bad, do come in."

She stepped back into the house, leaving the door open for him. He stepped in and sat right in front of Riley's father.

She also closed the door and sat beside Mr Thompson.

"Sir." Richard said and glanced at both adults who sat some distance away, but still too close for Richard to feel comfortable.

"Say what you have to say kid, I have better things to do with my time."

Richard watched the man flip open a document the lady beside him handed over to him.

"What of Rose?"

"She already left."

"Oh!"

Though sounding surprised, he didn't look a bit surprised. Seeing the lady with a big smile, he felt like throwing a punch to her face. This was why he wanted Riley to return home, he was hundred percent sure that the lady who happened to be Mr Thompson's secretary was trying to seduce Mr Thompson. And seeing her in the Thompson's residence was something he was used to seeing whenever Mrs Thompson was not around. He kept on staring at her with a disdainful look.

"Boy."

This brought him back to face reality. He could suspect and hate her all he wanted, but he could do nothing about it.

"Yes sir." he replied in a respectful tone.

"Do you have something to say or not?"

He could tell Mr Thompson's patience was wearing thin.

"My apologies sir." he said with a slight bow.

"Ahem. Where is Riley?"

"At the hospital."

"Why?"

"The doctor said they have to keep an eye on him."

" And why is that?"

"They just have to make sure he is well stable."

"Well stable?"

"Yes. Although he looks perfectly fine at the moment, just some while ago he kept on getting unconscious time and over again. So they have to watch him, just in case it gets triggered again."

"And why are you not there with him? You do know you are the very first person Riley would love to see when he wakes up."

Richard bit his lower lip, all just to hold back the curse he nearly said out loud. Like hell he was the first person Riley would love to see. They were the ones he was always asking for when he was younger, they just were never there for him, which made him get used to who was always there for him.

He just smiled at the man and stood up

"I would take my leave then."

Turning his back against them and walking some steps forward, he heard another's footsteps behind him. He looked back to see who it was, even though he could tell. Looking back, he saw the lady. He scoffed at her and walked out of the house, completely ignoring her.