Chapter 4: Cherished Meeting
I stepped inside, my eyes wide in awe at the office spread before me. A large desk sat in the middle of the room, a man sitting in the high backed chair behind it. The room's walls were white, the light streaming in through brown lined windows. The carpet was a rich white as well, a beautiful, plush carpet looking like royalty.
"May I help you?" The man looked up from his desk, his eyes narrowed. I stared at him, dumbfounded beyond normalcy. I gazed at this handsome man who was my father. He had a face similar to mine, rich blonde hair, blue eyes like mine, and he was thin, slender, as was I. I seemed to be a living breathing clone of this man before me, despite the traits of my mother that resided in me. He seemed to notice the physical likeness as well and straightened his back, dropping the pen he was holding to the desktop.
"Mr. Cutler, sir?" I asked, hoping this was the right man. He nodded slowly, unsure of my reason for being here, in his office. When I said nothing, he spoke up.
"Who are you?" He demanded.
"M-my name is Adamantine Cornealius Martin. I am the child of Melody Martin." I expected a reaction from him. I got none.
"Who is that?" He asked, on edge a little. I froze, unsure of what to say.
"…16 years ago, you and Melody met in Richmond, Virginia, after having drunk quite a bit." I frowned, waiting for him to realize who I was. He said nothing, just stared blankly at me, waited for me to continue.
"When you got together, you made her…pregnant. Then you left, and months later she was left with a child-me-as a result of her actions." I paused for effect, seeing a light flash in Bill's blue eyes.
"Mr. Bill Cutler, I am your son."
He stared at me, blinking, unmoving, unfazed.
"You do look like me." He said finally. I cheered silently inside, happy I had finally found a place to live, a family to call my own. "But, I am afraid I do not know a Melody Martin. You must be mistaken, I am sorry."
My heart fell, my hopes gone, vanished completely. I began to leave as I felt tears springing to my eyes.
"Wait…" He said, sighing. I turned, letting my bangs fall into my face. "I cannot just turn you away. Tell me, why have you come here?"
"My mother…she left me to elope with some man I do not know. She told me to come here, to Cutler's Cove, and find my real father-you."
"Hmmm…well, I would like to verify the facts, but you are welcome to stay here in the hotel until I do. What was your name again?"
"Adamantine Martin." I said, extremely disappointed.
"Ah. Interesting name. Why did she name you that?" He asked, picking up his pen and looking at me expectantly.
"…She said that when she was in the orphanedge, she met a boy named Adamantine. She told me that he was the first person she loved."
She wanted to attach that love she had for him to me. But…her deserting me proves that she was not able to.
Bill nodded, his face expressionless.
"I see. Well, is that all you wanted?"
I frowned, pausing once more. Was that all I wanted? No! I wanted a reaction, a gleeful expression, an angry glare, something! Instead I got no reaction, just a clam face and an opportunity to stay in the hotel for a little longer. By my father's side.
"Yes, that was all." I told him, turning around to leave.
"Uh, Adamantine?" He called my name and I turned around quickly.
"Yes, sir?"
"I like your hair." He smiled warmly at me, his first sign of affection since I had come in here. I nodded, smiling back.
"Thank you." And then I left. The meeting had ended.
Author's Notes: Sorry that was so short! But I like short chapters; they're easier to read when you're in a hurry, so…
Okay, so the next two chapters are already written, and by the time I post this two more might be done and the two I have written might be already typed.
Okay, so I hope you enjoyed this chapter! And tell me if I'm missing something, if the character's reactions weren't real enough, or if I described Bill wrong.
Oh yes, and soon Lillian will be inroduced! (And hopefully I got her personality right; just remember that this is when Randolph was a child; both Lillian and Bill were only in their thirties!)
Alright then, bye! Tsuyunoinochi Koukyo