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Chapter 9
I don't know whether it is a sixth sense or I have just learned to accept every so often something bad will happen, but I can almost always have this feeling when something bad is going to happen, warning me of what is to come. In the past, I have ignored it hoping that it was mind just expecting things to happen. I think in some ways I have this 'bad luck' that I give people who are around me, I pass it on to them making things happen.
However, this time I have decided that I have got to take notice and I am going to do something about it, may be prevent something from happening.
I have to make sure Vaughn doesn't 'catch' my bad luck, I have got to let go. I am not sure how I am going to stop him seeing me or even loving me but there has got to be a way. I love him with all my heart that letting him go and making sure he is safe is my top priority.
Two days after Christopher is released I decide to go and see how he is doing. I keep thinking that he must be having a hard time like I had had after finding out that a lot of what he knows is a lie. I enter the safehouse calling his name, when he doesn't answer I wonder further into the house looking for him.
I walk into the back kitchen where I find Christopher mixing himself a drink of what looks like orange and vodka.
"Christopher?" I walk over to him and grab the bottle of vodka off of him. "You know drink isn't going to make anything better." He shrugs his shoulders and begins to drink his drink. I try to make him understand,
"Look, the man who did this to you, to me, he is an evil man and ruins the lives everyone he meets and..."
"Why did he do that to you?" He asks.
"I... don't know." He quietly accepted my explanation.
"So, you don't remember anything about our life together." He says putting his drink back on the work surface, avoiding my gaze.
"Not really."
He begins to walk over to the dining table where he sits down, I follow and pull out a chair and sit directly in front on him.
"Our... we were good together you and I, we had plans, we were going to..." He breaks down.
I leaned across and pulled him into my arms, after a couple of minutes he pulls himself out of my embrace. He stands staring at me for a moment and the next thing I know is that his lips have collided with me. I push him back,
"I'm sorry," he muttered.
"It's okay."
After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, I ask him to tell me about 'Rachel'. He tells me the things liked and what she disliked, and not surprising they are mostly what I like and dislike. I feel so bad for him, he knows so much about her and is clearly in love, he holds up his right hand to me and for a second I think he wants a high-five, but I realise that he wants her to hold his hand. I rise my left hand and let my fingers entwine with his. He leans in and at the same time pulling me closer, our foreheads lean against one another. I don't pull a way understanding that he may need this moment.
After a couple of minutes I begin to feel terribly uncomfortable, I begin to pull away, but he whispers pulling me closer, "Just let me have another moment," so I let him.
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Weiss and myself have been ordered by Kendall to check on Christopher MacKay and also to give him more information on his stay at the safe house.
We arrive at the safehouse, to see Sydney's government issue car parked outside. Before Weiss has even parked the car I have already jumped out and making my way to the door. I walk into the lounge and nobody is there so I quietly walk through to the back kitchen, the door is slightly ajar. I peek round to see Sydney and Christopher leaning into each other, there foreheads touching and their eyes closed. They are completely oblivious to me.
I know they are not doing anything bad but I have this really bad feeling in the pit of my stomach about this. All of a sudden Weiss comes up behind me, "Hey, why the hell....?" At the same time as barging into the kitchen where they are now sitting back in there chairs now after the interruption.
Sydney makes an excuse and leaves, as we tell Christopher about how long he will be here and just bring him up to date on what is happening. We finish up around an hour later, as we are walking to the car, Weiss speaks up.
"So, come on what's up with you?" He asks.
"Huh?" Snapping out of mind being on what happened earlier, "there's nothing up."
"Ever since we got here you've been acting grumpy..." he says suddenly realising, "ahhh girlfriend troubles already?"
I roll my eyes, but decide to tell him the truth, "I saw Syd and Christopher being 'intimate'."
"What?.... When?.... Kissing?" He asks flabbergasted.
"No, being..."
"Mike, what actually happened?"
I explain to Weiss what I actually saw and he tells me not to worry.
"Talk to Sydney, I am sure there is a reasonable explanation."
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It felt creepy the way that Chris was being me, I understand that he may have needed it but it still felt wrong and it makes my skin crawl just thinking about it.
I am sitting back at Will's apartment watching television when the doorbell sounds, I get up to answer it, it's Vaughn.
"Hey."
"Hey, yourself." I say, I move to the side to let him come in the door. He walks in and stands staring at his hands, this cannot be good. He looks up and then begins to speak.
"I wanted to talk about what happened today." He voice barely above a whisper.
"Errr... what did happen today?" I asked.
Suddenly his voice changed to being very annoyed, "Oh don't act like you don't know!"
"Vaughn, I don't know what you are...." He interrupted me.
"Between you and Chris at the safehouse."
"Oh, that." I muttered under my breath, but he heard me.
"Ah, so you admit something happened."
May be this is my chance to stop Vaughn from seeing me, to make him safe, to stop him from getting hurt.
"What did you see..."
"Enough!"
Here I go, "I admit it... I still have feelings for him, I..." He interrupted, his face full of shock and anger.
"What? You can't be serious! You don't remember..."
"It's the truth." I state. He stares at me with tears threatening in his eyes, like in Hong Kong, "and I think it would be best to cool... our relationship off at the moment."
"Sydney," his voice is pleading.
"Vaughn, I think it will be for the best." Who am I kidding? Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
Just one look at his face, broke my heart. He stared at me for a moment and then turned on his heel and stormed out.
I cannot believe what I have done, he is my life. My love him overpowers my rational side and I run out the door after him but he has already in his car driving off.
What have I done?
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I arrive back at my house, throwing the keys on the table as I walk in. It is around 10 o'clock, I have been driving around since I left Syd, I can't believe that she would do this. I proceed to kitchen for some food.
I feel a sharp pain in the side of my neck and feel myself falling to the ground. I feel a cloud of darkness coming over me and all I think of is Sydney.
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TBC............