CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Sonny Kiriakis flunk the door wide open with all his might and took a few heavy steps into the apartment.

Liam Robertson and Chad DiMera stared at him with their jaws dropped.

Sonny Kiriakis took a look around the apartment, he saw a suitcase in front of him, a duffel bag on the dining table before looking at a completely stunned Liam Robertson.

Liam's hands were now trembling, his right twitched for a second. He could not contain his fear any longer.

Sonny glared right into the blonde's blue eyes. He could see the fear in his eyes. He turned to the brunette beside him.

"What the hell is Chad doing here?" He asked himself until it hit him. He finally understood why Chad was willing to spend so much money on buying him out. He finally understood why he was interested in hiring Liam Robertson.

The three stood still for a few seconds, looking at each other.

"Sonny, what are you doing here?" Chad finally broke the silence.

"You knew." Sonny muttered.

"I'm sorry, I can't hear you." Chad said.

"You knew this whole time." Sonny said a little louder.

"Knew what?" Chad shrugged his shoulders.

"You have the nerve to ask me what I'm talking about?" Sonny raised his voice.

Before Chad could say anything else, the three were interrupted by Devon crying in the other room.

"Oh hell no! Now look what you done!" Liam barked. "Did you know how long it took for me to get him to sleep?" His fears were momentarily replaced with frustration.

"Get him to sleep?" Sonny scoffed. "You are still thinking about whether a baby gets enough sleep?"

"I think we need to take it a notch down." Chad tried to mediate the situation.

"Chad, the baby carrier is in the room." Liam informed. "Get Devon from the crib and I'll meet you downstairs."

"Why don't you take Devon downstairs?" Chad offered. He wanted to buy some time with Sonny so that Liam would take off.

"No." Liam refused. "I want to see why the hell Jackson Kiriakis would be barging in at this time of the night.

"But then…" Chad tried to speak.

"Everything will go as planned." Liam assured. "Nothing is going to happen. Take Devon downstairs and check whether the Uber is here." He commanded Chad, eyes widened.

Chad felt intimidated at that moment. He did not want to ruffle Liam's feathers. He immediately went into the room, wore the baby carrier, strapped Devon up, grabbed the duffel bag and left the apartment.

"Okay Li, think positive. It may not be what you think it is." Liam gave himself the benefit of a doubt.

"What is it that you want?" Liam questioned. "Why did you almost knock down my door at this time of the night? Don't you know there are neighbours around?"

"Cut the bullshit and answer my questions!" Sonny growled. "I want to know why you know how to speak French."

Liam felt his body temperature dropping by the second. He gritted his teeth, trying to think of how to explain it.

"What do you mean by I can speak French?" Liam fronted cynically. "Since when was it illegal to speak French?"

"You know what I'm talking about!" Sonny shouted.

"No, I don't know what you're talking about!" Liam shook his head.

"How do you know 'Maurice'?" Sonny questioned.

"Do you seriously have nothing better to do?" Liam scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Look stalker, you need a hobby! Get a cat or something because you are mentally unstable." He tried to reach for the suitcase.

"Where do you think you're going?" Sonny grabbed his wrist.

"Let go of me!" Liam tried to pull away but Sonny squeezed his wrist even harder.

"You're not going anywhere until you answer my question!" Sonny and Liam struggled back and forth for a few seconds until the blonde shoved him aside.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Liam squawked, massaging his wrist.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" Sonny couldn't believe the words coming of Liam's mouth. "What the hell is wrong with me? You know you have already been caught red-handed and you still want to pretend? How long are you going to keep deceiving me?"

Liam looked away from Sonny.

"You know French because you went to Switzerland to study." Sonny informed. "You know 'Maurice', because you have read the entire book. And not only do you know French, you know Swiss German too!"

"You have a wild imagination." Liam stated, proceeding towards his suitcase. "I have a plane to catch."

"Didn't you say you were leaving tomorrow?" Sonny interrogated. "Why are you flying off now?"

"That's none of your business..." Liam replied sternly.

"Stop all these games right now!" Sonny barked. "Stop running from the issue!"

Liam's hands were now trembling once more.

"I was searching through Gabi's room." Sonny took the envelope out of his jacket. "And I found this envelope."

Liam's mouth had gone dry.

"It says here that you and Arianna have a perfect DNA match." Sonny went on. "And that can only mean one thing."

Liam took a step back.

"You." Sonny paused for a second. "Are Will Horton."

And there it was. His deepest darkest secret, his history which he swore will never be revealed again, has been announced by one of the two men he wanted to keep it from the most.

Liam closed his eyes slowly, telling himself to take deep breaths.

"What do I do now? What do I now?" Liam asked himself, trying not to panic.

The two stood where they are for a few seconds in silence.

Sonny stared even more intensely, he wondered what else Liam had to say to defend himself.

"I can't deny anymore. I have no other choice." Liam decided.

Liam opened his eyes and slowly raised his head. Staring right back into those green eyes, he flashed a grin.

Sonny furrowed his eyebrows. "What is he up to?" He took a step back when he noticed the blonde giggling away.

"Hahahahahahaha…" The laughter soon got louder and more hysterical.

The feeling of victory slowly dissolved. It was now Sonny's turn to feel intimidated.

"What is he up to?" Sonny wondered.

As the laughing died down. Liam fixed his gaze back at Sonny.

"Congratulations." Liam complimented. "You solved the puzzle."

Sonny took a step back. The man right before him was no longer the fear-stricken. There he was admitting who he truly was.

"No, I can't be shaken." Sonny told himself.

"You knew this entire time, didn't you?" Sonny questioned.

"Does it matter?" Liam shrugged his shoulders as innocently as possible. "What difference does it make?"

"How long have you known?" Sonny rephrased the question.

"Are you surprised?" Liam asked, ignoring Sonny's question. "Surprised that I'm back from the dead? Surprised that I can cook? Surprised that I have a biracial son? Frankly speaking, I'm quite surprised by how far I have come."

Sonny wanted to yell back at him, but for some reason, he just stood still and continued listening.

"When I looked back at all the things I had done, I kept on asking myself. Why was I so desperate? Why did I stoop so low in order to keep you? Why did I commit so many mistakes?" Liam went on, "You see, these are questions Will Horton will keep on asking himself. But I am no longer Will Horton."

Sonny's jaw dropped.

"Will Horton would have begged you night and day to stop seeing Paul. Will Horton would have done everything within his power to keep his marriage afloat. Will Horton would do anything to right all the wrongs he had committed." Liam stated.

Sonny stared at him intently.

"But I wouldn't." Liam shook his head slightly. "You see, I have learnt that in life, if something is yours, it's yours. Likewise, if something isn't yours, it will never be yours. No matter how hard you work for it."

Sonny was now furrowing his eyebrows.

"So if I were to do it all again, I wouldn't change a thing. Not one bit." Liam explained. "Because if I didn't cheat on you, if I didn't scheme to get Paul out of Salem, I wouldn't be who I am today. More importantly, I wouldn't have found a second chance at love and a second chance at life."

Liam finally reached for his suitcase.

"So I have three people to thank for the person I am." Liam said as he lifted up the handle of the suitcase. "The first is Ben Weston, for strangling me. Without him, I wouldn't have a chance to leave Salem. The second is you." Liam pointed at Sonny, "If you didn't leave for Paris, Ben Weston wouldn't have the chance to strangle me. Last but not least, I have to thank Paul Narita. Because if he didn't try to take you away from me, I wouldn't have a chance to find true love. These mistakes I made have truly led me to a better place."

"Will Horton!" They both heard a voice.

The two turned their heads and saw Paul Narita standing at the doorstep in appalment.

Liam proceeded towards the door and stared into Paul eyes, expressionless.

"You want him?" The blonde point his head towards Sonny's direction. "Congratulations, he's yours. I wish you two eternal bliss and lifelong happiness." Liam pulled his suitcase and left the apartment.

Sonny and Paul stared at each other at a loss for words, as the sound of wheels of a suitcase rolling slowly faded away.

"Mr Robertson, we will be taking off soon. Please wear your seat belt and turn off all electronic devices." The air stewardess informed.

Liam nodded his head before looking right out the window.

"It's all over now." Liam took deep breaths, still processing everything that just happened. "From here on out, Will Horton is officially dead."

-TO BE CONTINUED-

A/N: We have come to the end of the first part! Stay tuned for the sequel, "I'm sorry, Will Horton is dead"! I wanna thank everyone who have followed me throughout this past year reading this. It was truly a pleasure writing this! And I have been so grateful for all your constructive reviews! :D

Thanks for reading! :D