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Chapter 7
As I opened my eyes the memories of the night before came flooding back, groaning I pulled the covers over my head and lay there listening to the rain hit the windows. Groaning again I rolled out of bed and slowly made my way to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, I sighed at my reflection staring back at me; bloodshot eyes and dark circles making me look older and worn. Gently I began to rubbing my temples, hoping to ease the throbbing pain located behind my eyes; but soon realizing it would do nothing to help.
Grabbing my wash bag, I searched through it until I finally found the bottle of paracetamol; I kept them for the mornings I would wake up with a hangover. I filled the glass that was beside the sink with water and quickly swallowed the two pills. Pulling back my hair and splashing cold water on my face to wake me up, I reached for the towel and patted my face dry. Picking up my toothbrush and I decided it was time to get ready to brave the day.
40 minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom dressed in dark blue boot cut jeans and a white tank top, my long brown hair with natural make up; I walked over to my bag pulling out socks and a pair of black ankle boots before sitting at the vanity to put them on. Turning around, I looked in the mirror as I put in a pair of silver hoop earrings and my silver watch; getting up I grabbed my navy blazer before heading out of the room.
In the living area, I turned on the coffee machine before opening the balcony doors and letting in the cold fresh morning air. Stepping outside I noticed it had stopped raining, I looked out over the Dublin comparing it to the small city of Waterford and suddenly wishing I was back there. Moving away from the railing I walked back inside and poured myself a cup of coffee. Cup in hand, I sat down at the dining table i looked at my phone and seeing that it was only 9:20 a.m. I decided to let Cian sleep a little longer. Knowing deep down that i had lost the trust of my son and now i sat here thinking my fears of losing him was now very real and not knowing who to turn to I picked up my phone, dialing the number of my dearest friend.
I listened to the phone ring out a couple of times before I heard the familiar voice "Hey girl, how's Dublin going?" Anthony answered the call.
"Oh Anthony, I don't know where to start; it all went so wrong at the show." I told him, staring at the table and running my finger around the rim of my coffee cup.
"What happened?" Anthony questioned
Not knowing where to start, I started at the beginning; I told him about going to the show and having fun up until the last match.
After I finished telling him what happened, I listened to the silence while I waited for him to respond and it was not what I expected.
"Aoife. He had to learn the truth at some point, maybe it's for the best." He told me and deep down I knew he was right.
"I know your right but Cian won't even look at me and I'm afraid…. What if he never forgives me, I can't lose him". I told him, trying my best not to break down and feeling completely helpless.
"OK. Listen to me, i'm gonna leave and I ll be in Dublin in about 3 hours. I ll be there for support but you have to deal with this yourself and in the end Cian deserves to know his father." He told me before telling me his goodbyes .
Placing my phone back on the table, I sipped at the now cool coffee and watched the clock; watching the time tick forward to when I would have to face Stephen again.
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I walked into Cian's room, stopping at the door for a few moments watching my sleeping boy. He looked so peaceful and even though I hated to wake him, I knew I had to. Moving into the room, I gently sat down on the bed as I began to rub his back.
"Cian. Cian its time to get up baby". I called him
His eyes fluttered open but once he realized it was me sitting next to him, a cold stared moved onto his face; one I recognized from Stephen the previous night. Stepping back away from him "its time to get up and dressed, we Have to meet Stephen at 12". I told him as I left the room
Back in the living area, I poured myself another cup of coffee and picked up the hotel phone; pressing 1 I waited for an answer. When I heard a woman on the other end, I ordered a sausage and bacon roll to be delivered to the room.
Sitting back at the table, drinking my coffee I could help but let my mind wonder back to last night and how Stephens presence had affected me. The door to Cians room opened, dragging me from my thoughts and I watched him walk over to the sofa. Flopping down, he picked up his DS and began playing his game. For around 5 minutes I sat there and watched him play, not even acknowledging my presence; just as I was about to attempt to talk to him there was a knock at the door.
Getting up, I went to answer it and found a young fella standing there with a tray; I took the tray thanking him with a 5 euro note before bringing the tray inside and placing it on the table.
"Cian your breakfast is here" I told him deciding to just give him the space he wanted.
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The ride down in the lift was silent, Cian stood on the other side of the lift with his arms crossed and just stared daggers at me until the ping that alerted us to the doors opening. i watched him rush through the doors most likely thankful not to be trapped in that small space with me any longer. As i stepped out, i saw Cian and Stephen greeting each other happily and i could clearly see a smile on Cian's face. it tore my heart in two knowing that i could no longer put that smile there, I took a deep breath and started towards them. Coming to a stop, I stood behind Cian and looked at Stephen; as soon as his eyes met mine I felt my temperature raise and I had to look at the floor. Deciding it was safer than him noticing the effect he still has on me.
"are ya ready ta eat" Stephen asked.
I nodded my head, my mouth suddenly going dry and watching Cian bounce up and down before taking Stephens hand and pulling him towards the grill restaurant.
Once we were seated, I sat and watched Stephen and Cian chatting excitedly about wrestling . I sipped on my water and looked around the restaurant, taking notice of all the exits and trying to think of a reason to excuse myself. Realizing that there wasn't one, I sat back and watched the scene in front of me and maybe I watched a little to long because Stephen looked at me before telling Cian that he could go and meet some of the wrestlers sitting around a large table not to far from us.
"ya alright lass?" Stephen asked in his thick Dublin accent
"I don't think he will ever forgive me" I told him swallowing the lump in my throat and blinking back the tears that threatened to fall.
"Aoife, he will just give him time" he smiled at me before continuing " Irish boys never stay mad at their mammy's for long" he said patting my hand that was resting on the table.
That simple and innocent touch sent a jolt of electricity through my body, igniting a fire I thought had died years ago. Pulling my hand away, I gave him a small smile of thanks as Cian returned to the table.
"ah need to get my autograph book" he said so fast it was almost impossible to understand him.
"OK come on" I said, standing up and noticing Stephen get up and following us
As we walked into the lobby and headed towards the lift, I heard my name being called. Turning around I saw Anthony standing there, I couldn't help the smile that crossed my face as I rushed up and threw my arms around his neck; hugging him tightly.
"I'm so glad you're here" I whispered into his ear; so happy to have my to have my oldest and closest friend here for support.
I finally let him go and noticed Stephen and Cian had moved to stand next to us.
"hey Anthony" Cian smiled as he high-fived Anthony.
"Erm Anthony this is Stephen, Stephen this is Anthony" I motioned between them as I nervously introduced them.
I could instantly see the dislike on Stephens face as he shook Anthony hand, but thankfully he choose to say nothing.
"I'm gonna go check in and get settled into my room. I ll see ya later" he announced before making his way to the front desk.
Turning back to Cian "shall we get your book" I asked and watched him walk towards the lift. I could feel an uneasy tension between me and Stephen as we stood in the lift, I thought maybe he was angry that Anthony was here. When we arrived at my suite, I opened the door and Cian rushed in leaving me and Stephen standing there looking at each other in an awkward silence. Just as I was about to ask Stephen why he was angry, Cian came bounding out of the room and rushing over to the lift, pressing the button and calling for us to hurry.
Arriving back in the restaurant I watched as Cian stood with the large men, all of them taking turns at signing his book and posing for pictures that Stephen was taking.
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After 2 hours of watching Stephen introduce Cian to all his wrestling buddies, and watching Cian's dreams come true with every superstar he met left me exhausted. I sat on the sofa in my suite with my eyes closed, I was physically and emotionally drained. I could hear Cian's television from the next room, he had been in there watching a movie since we got back 20 minutes earlier. Relaxing for the first time today, there was suddenly someone knocking on the door. Groaning and mumbling about not being left in peace, I got up and went to answer the door; I pulled the door open ready to shout at the person on the other side until Anthony was in my sight. My anger melting away I moved to the side inviting him in, closing the door behind me and quickly moving to turn on the coffee machine.
"Ah thought I would take Cian off to the zoo and have a chat with him, see how he is coping with all the changes". He told me, taking a seat at the table.
"that's a great idea cause lord knows he wont talk to me" I replied turning around to face him.
"You have to expect that, he is angry and maybe it will do him good to talk to someone is isn't involved" he said before getting up and knocking on Cian's door.
I listened as he asked Cian if he wanted to take a trip to the zoo, Anthony and Cian had always been close. For as long as I could remember Anthony had been his only male role model and he loved training with him. I watched him in MMA class sometimes and his aggression and brute force strength, I could clearly see he inherited those traits from his father.
It didn't take long for them to leave and suddenly finding myself alone, it was something I would have to get used to now. Pouring a cup of coffee, I walked into the balcony; the cold November air and sounds from the city below was soothing to me. sitting down at the patio table I began thinking about all the things that would now be changing, Cian would obviously want to spend time with Stephen. Since the day he was born, I had never been away from Cian more than 2 nights and now I sat here suddenly faced with the very real possibility of having him leave for weeks at a time.
As I finished my coffee the heavens opened up and rain started to fall heavy, in the few seconds it took for me to grab my cup and rush inside I was soaked to the bone.
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Turning on the shower, I peeled of the wet clothes and left them in a pile on the floor. As I stepped into the shower, and stood under the spray of hot water; I began to warm up until there was yet another knock on the door.
Cursing loudly I climbed out of the shower, grabbing the first towel to hand and wrapping it around my body as I walked to the door. Pulling it open angrily "can you not see the do not disturb sign" I shouted only then did I realize it was Stephen standing on the other side. His expression seemed to change the moment he laid his eyes on me, he stepped into the room; not waiting to be invited or caring that I was in a bad mood.
After a few moments of his eyes travelling up and down my body, I decided to break the silence " Cian isn't here " I told him, my hands subconsciously moving to hold the towel and protect my nakedness.
"where is he?" Stephen question, stepping closer.
"H…He went to the zoo with Anthony" I stuttered out and watched as an angry expression made its home on Stephens face.
Before I knew what was happening, Stephen was nose to nose with me "so ya let ya boyfriend take Cian off but ya supervise me all through lunch" he growled.
Feeling like I was back into a corner, I got angry and placed one of my hands on his large chest and pushed him back with all the strength I had; still holding my towel. "Anthony is not and has never been my boyfriend and even if he was it would be nothing to do with you" I spat.
Stephen took another step back "Anthony is a close friend, he used to be my trainer but him and Cian are very close. He started training Cian last year" I told him, not wanting him to think that Anthony had taken the place of Cian's father.
Slowly I watched the anger melt away from Stephens face and I felt I could finally breath again. After a few minutes of silence, he suddenly spoke"Ah'm sorry ah got angry but seeing him hold ya, it made ma blood boil" he said looking at my face and I couldn't help feeling he was looking into my soul.
"why?" I asked looking to the floor not able to take the intensity of his eyes anymore.
"cause from da moment ah saw ya again, all ah wanted ta do is kiss ya" he answered putting his finger under my chin and tilting my head back, so I was looking into his eyes.
As his face moved closer to mine, I instinctively closed my eyes and a moment later I felt his lips on mine.
The kiss started gently at first then fast became more hungry and needy…
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