Decieved Souls
Edward walked into the living room of the mansion and took a seat in Alan's chair. From the chair he sat looking at all the pictures lined along the shelf beside him.
Pictures of the family lined the shelf top, a picture of Jake being the newest addition. Shaking his head he remembered finding out Jason had a son, that was a shocker in itself but then finding out Jake was his…well lets just say that was a moment in his life he would never forget.
Letting his thoughts drift he eyed the pictures again warily, he idly wondered if it had been so long since they'd all sat in this room as a family and just…talked.
Yes, yes it had been that long. Letting out a silent sigh he let himself think about his life. All the decisions he'd made along the way.
Most of the decisions he'd made were what he believed to be the right ones, some had been made to benefit ELQ or the family. But as he examined them more closely now he knew that it had been a lie.
He'd let greed rule his decisions and choices. He'd chosen to pay more attention to ELQ, to taking over the company than he had his own children.
He'd been a horrible father and an even worse husband.
Why Lila had stayed with him for all those years he would never know. Part of him wanted to say that it had been out of love…but, the was another part of him that told him it had been more out of loyalty than anything else.
Loyalty? What did he know about loyalty?
Nothing.
It was because of him that his sons were dead and that the only grandson he had left hated the family. He'd always been able to make Alan see things his way, he'd always made him think that a family had to be a certain way.
Maybe if he'd treated him differently, Alan wouldn't have pushed so hard for Jason to be the way he used to be after he'd had the accident. Maybe he wouldn't have driven Jason so far as to push the family away.
If only he'd been the man Lila fell in love with…not Edward Quartermaine business tycoon millionaire, owner of ELQ. He should have been good husband, a loving father and a more accepting grandfather.
A man who was there when his family needed him, not someone who dismissed them at a moments notice.
He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a soft shuffle. Standing from the chair he turned feeling the shock spread through him. Leaning against the terrace doors with his arms crossed was Jason watching him.
"Jason, I didn't hear you come in" he watched him shrug slightly and he mentally rolled his eyes. Of course he hadn't heard him come in, in his line of work he had to be stealthy.
"My dear boy, what can I do for you?" Jason's eyes glanced about the room but he remained silent. Deciding to break the silence again he spoke.
"Have you been standing there long?" Jason's eyes focused on him again, he found himself suddenly thinking of Lila…his eyes…
"Come on now, I know there must be a reason for you to be here so be out with it" he watched him inhale before speaking.
"No, I haven't been standing here long. You looked so deep in thought that I didn't want to disturb you…I'll come back another time" before he could think about turning around he was already shaking his head at him.
"Nonsense my boy, you are a Quartermaine whether you like it or not…that means you have as much a right as I do to be here. Now tell me what you need…is it mob related, or not mob related?", "Not mob related" he nodded and motioned for him to take a seat.
He slowly walked forward and sat on the arm of the couch letting him know he didn't plan on staying long. Once he settled back in his seat Jason started talking.
"I have some questions about Jason Quartermaine…I mean, who I was before the accident"
Hey sorry another short chapter. I promise that the next few chapters will be longer. I also know that you all will be upset to know that sam will not be in thisor the next chapter.I hope you enjoyedit. Well until next time enjoy and dont stop believing.