"It was a dream?" He questioned, his mind still a bit dizzy from the whiskey and sleep.
"Preferably caused by too much whiskey indigestion." Christian chipped, holding up the bottle of said alcoholic drink.
Lloyd sighed and shook his head. He was aware of how Gabriel took things like sleeping pills and sometimes alcohol to put himself to sleep, after all, he suffered from chronic insomnia, but it still was concerning for the young man. "Hey, can't you cut down on the amount of alcohol you take." Lloyd said, his tone sounding stern. "You're gonna kick the bucket younger than any of us if you keep this up." He scolded. "And what's got you down in the dump?" "I'm fine." Gabriel muttered, running a hand through his hair.
However, Christian yet again chipped in. "He's not. Leonica's back in Norway." He informed Lloyd who's eyes went wide.
He cursed inside his mind for having had tremendous work to attend to during the day of the banquet yesterday.
"Short story, they met yesterday, and I guess you can image how it turned out."
"Sore I can predict." Lloyd muttered, sighing afterwards. "Why...what is she even doing back in Norway after all these years?"
At his question, Christian handed him the newspaper he had been reading. The headline, in bold letters, read; Eldest daughter of Romero family, Leonica Romero, returns as Romero Empire's newest president! "No shit." Lloyd gasped, Gabriel on the other hand, groaned and buried his face In the palm of
his hands.
Now it made sense why Romero Empire wanted to cancel their partnership. It was all Leonica's doing.
First of all she cancels their partnership and then springs up news of abortion in him?
No, as a matter of fact, Gabriel didn't believe her words.
He wasn't sure why, but Gabriel felt like Leonica had lied about the baby's fate.
After all, she had seemed a little too confident when she had uttered the words and he could tell, the woman standing on that stage, despite how indifferent she seemed; was not a baby killer.
It was either that, or his soul for some reason, couldn't accept the fact that she was indeed heartless enough to drag an innocent unborn child into their squabble.
Either one, he need to clear his conscience.
"Christian," He called out, cutting through the conversation that had been going on between. him and Lloyd.
"Yes?"
"Leonica's medical records from five years ago, up until now...I don't care how you do it, but bring them to me, today."
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"What?" Christian asked, blinking his eyes in confusion.
Had he just heard Gabriel right?
"Leonica's medical records, I want them." Gabriel repeated.
"That..." Christian hesitated. "I don't think that would be possible, Gabriel."
"Why not?" Gabriel questioned, not liking the fact that Christian was hesitant to grant him
his wish.
"Because they are private and that would mean I have to violate her privacy to get that information." Christian reasoned, hoping Gabriel would back off. However, it was a futile attempt.
"Invasion of privacy or not, Christian, I want those records."
Christian's jaws clenched, clearly displeased by his friend's decision. "And what do you hope to achieve by obtaining her medical records? What will this accomplish?"
"The abortion, her medical record will surely contain traces of an abortion."
"What?" Christian nearly chuckled at his response. Not only did he replace it funny that his friend cared so much as to carry the matter over night, he found it equally disturbing how Gabriel seemed to have forgotten the fact that he and Leonica we're no longer together. It seems like he needed to remind him.
"Gabe, don't forget, Leonica is no longer your wife, you can't do as you please with her life."
Christian's words had been spoken calmly and logically, yet it irritated Gabriel and angered him at the same time. To top it all off, their dance scene from the previous night replayed in his mind, angering him all the more.
"Since when did you start standing up for her?" He accused, standing from his seat, grey eyes glaring down at his friend.
Christian's jaws clenched at his statement and the way he was looking at him, but he kept his calm and continued speaking. "I'm not siding with anyone here. I am merely pointing out the fact that Leonica is no longer a Bryce, therefore, you can no longer use your privileges to obtain her medical records."
Gabriel snorted, his eyes darkening. "That's bullshit. If that's what you mean then your words and actions aren't matching up."
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"I'm sorry?" Christian's brows creased.
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"The night of the banquet," Gabriel continued, the memory of Christian's behavior at the venue fresh in his mind.
"I saw the way you spoke to her, the way you interacted, do you mean to tell me that I've been misunderstandings shit so far?"
Christian's eyes narrowed at his accusation and he let out a chuckle. "Gabriel, I can't believe you." He laughed, shaking his head. "If that's how you think my interactions with her are, then you have clearly been mistaken."
"No, I just think it's you who doesn't know where to draw the line."
Christian's laughter died down, his lips twitching.
"Me?" He asked, pointing at himself. "What about you? Why the hell are you so concerned with her? You have Angelina, don't you?"
"Okay!" Lloyd exclaimed, interrupting the argument that was starting. "That's enough, both of you."
The two men turned to Lloyd who stood in the middle of their heated gaze off, not sure of
whom to side with.
He wasn't sure what all the building tension between the two was about, but he needed to nip the tension before it escalated any further. Starting from the culprit.
"Gabe," He turned towards the Noirette male. "You need to calm down man. You're bristling over such a simple matter. So what if she did have the abortion?"
"Simple matter?" Gabriel nearly snapped on his innocent friend who raised his hands. defensively, sensing his growing frustration.
Realizing this action before they could get worse, Gabriel clammed his mouth shut and turned away. He didn't want to take his frustration out on someone who had nothing to do with Leonica's actions. But that didn't mean he was going to let the matter go and accept things as they are.
"Lloyd is right," He began, glancing over his shoulder at his two friends. "There's no need to argue over something like this,"
He stated. Christian had almost thanked the lord for his friend's change in stubborn attitude when Gabriel added.
"I'll just have to get those records on my own. With or without your help Chris."
And just like that, his hopes and reliefs went down the drain.
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"Are you out of your mind?" Christian snapped, taking a step towards Gabriel, Lloyd however, stepping between the two the moment he sensed the tension rising once more. "Both of you, break it off." He demanded, glancing between the two who looked like they were
on the battle Field.
What exactly had he missed at the banquet yesterday? He thought.
Perhaps he can replace some details out if he just asked?
He opened his mouth to speak as soon as the passing thought crossed his mind, however, before he could get so much as a word out of his mouth, Gabriel's phone began to ring." Gabriel didn't head towards his phone, adamant to continue glaring at Christian, until the seconds ring.
Once he did, he checked the caller ID.
'Angelina.' He thought, letting out a sigh, and with his finger swiping the answer button, he placed the phone by his ear.
"Gabe? Hey babe are you busy? Could you visit me at the hospital?" Angelina's voice sounded out from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the subtle sound of hospital beeping machines.
The anger Gabriel had felt towards Christian and Leonica subsided and was replaced with worry after hearing Angelina's words. "Hospital? Why?" He asked.
"Ah, back at the forecast station, I was recording a weather update, but the technical team had accidentally toned the wind blower up too much. It was a pretty strong wind, but I guess I got blown off my feet and landed on the ground. Nothing serious though, the doctor says I sprained my leg a little, so I need someone to attend to the bills and signing her at the hospital.
As Ang
Angelina had talked, the image of the forecast station had played in Gabriel's mind and the moment she was done explaining the situation, Gabriel felt a wave of worry wash over him.
"How bad is the sprain? Are you sure nothing else is wrong?" He questioned, ignoring the looks Lloyd and Christian were throwing his way.
"Nah, I'm okay, it's just a minor injury." She assured.
"Alright. Take a rest, I'll be there so
"Thanks, Babe, see ya."
After hanging up, Gabriel turned to Lloyd and Christian, informing them of what happened, however, Lloyd being the only one who looked genuinely concerning.
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"There you go again, running off at her beck and call." Christian sassed, scoffing in disbelief.
"She's my fiancée. I'll have to go and check on her." Gabriel reasoned, grabbing his car keys and heading for the door, ignoring what other sarcastic remarks Christian threw his way.
In a matter of minutes, he had driven off to the hospital Angelina was currently at.
Arriving at the hospital, he asked for Angelina's room number. The receptionist who seemed to be a big fan of his, gladly informed him of her room number, before sending him on his way with a small wink. 'How tacky.' Gabriel thought as he walked down the hallway of the hospital's third floor.
"245, 247, 249, 251," He counted, his eyes looking around for the room number.
Turning the corner, he was about to continue his counts when a small figure suddenly sprinted his way, bumping into his tights and falling down.
"Ouchie."
A tiny voice whimpered, drawing Gabriel's attention as he glanced down and his gaze landed
on the small male with blonde locks, sitting on the floor, rubbing his head in pain
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"Ouchie."
A tiny voice whimpered, drawing Gabriel's attention as he glanced down and his gaze landed. on the small male with blonde locks, sitting on the floor, rubbing his head in pain.
'How careless.' He thought with a sigh.
"This, kid, is why you should never run in halls Gabriel stated as he crouched down on one kneel, extending his hand so that the child who was still rubbing his head, could use it as a support when getting up. "Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked.
"No, not really," The boy replied as he stopped rubbing his forehead and finally looked up at Gabriel.
Almost as if something invisible had entered him, Gabriel felt a strange feeling blossom in his chest the moment he caught the child's face.
He stared at the boy's face as if he was in a trans, feeling somewhat attracted to him.
The little boy's blonde hair was neatly combed, his grey eyes were round and filled with curiosity, while his pale skin was flushed, a faint hue of red covering his cheeks.
It reminded him of somebody.
Someone he couldn't quiet put a finger on.
Gabriel was pulled out of his trans like state when the boy spoke once more.
"You should try watching where you're going, old mister." He said, causing Gabriel to raise a brow, watching as he got up without the use of his hand, dusted himself off and picked up his black bunny toy.
'Old mister?"
He repeated the boy's word in his mind, wondering if the child was trying to offend him, or maybe his eyesight was blurry and he mistook him for an elder.
"My name is not 'Old mister', neither am I old." Gabriel corrected, returning to his full height.
The little boy's lips formed an 'o' shape and a look of understanding passed through his eyes.
"Ah, I see, then excuse me for my rudeness, mister." He apologized, bowing his head. respectfully.
Gabriel smiled, seeing the boy's mannerisms made him look even cuter.
He was never one to take a liking to children - God, those noise producing beast had showed
him one hell of a time the last attempt he made at taking care of one, yet this one had somehow, captured his interest.
"So what's a kid like you doing wandering around the hospital alone? Where's your guardian?" He asked, not able to hold back the urge to ask the question that had popped in his head the moment he'laid his eyes on the boy.
The boy looked skeptically, eyes Gabriel up and down before he at last decided to talk. "I got separated from my nanny. She took me to the hospital because my new school was demanding fresh medical records. But as you can see, I don't get along well with doctors."
"Is that so," Gabriel replied, a chuckle escaping him as he recalled the time he had first gone to a hospital due to some severe allergies.
He didn't exactly remember what caused the allergy, but he did recall having to go to hospital
arrival, the doctor had held up a rather huge injection.
with his grandmother. Upon
To long to enter a child's butt, if you asked Gabriel.
He was terrified and had begged his grandmother to take him away, and she had.
Somehow, this scenario was no different than his.
"Well, that's alright kid." He consoled. "Everyone has what they fear."
"Even you, Mister?" The boy questioned.
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Gabriel thought for a moment, mind traveling to a particular rodent that he hated with all his might; rats.
"Yes, even me." He answered with a sigh. "Now, how about we replace your nanny? How does that sound?" He extended his hand once more.
The boy was about to take his hand, but stopped, remembering the words of his mother. "Y-you're...stranger." He muttered, allowing his hand to drop back to his side.
""What?"
"Mommy says I...I should never trust strangers... especially ones with ice cream trucks."
Gabriel's brows creased. 'Some teaching his mother got going on.' He thought.
"And...and moreover, I've already had someone contact my mommy." The boy continued. "I had a nurse call her."
"Oh?"
age.
?" Gabriel mused, caught off guard by the child's ability to make such decision at a young
He looked to be In the age range of four? Five?
Most children his age would probably be crying in some corner.
Impressed by the child's intelligence, Gabriel momentarily forgot his main agenda for coming here and offered.
"Then, how about I wait with you until your mommy shows up? You'll be safer that way, yeah?"
"Hmmm," The boy hummed as he chewed on the inside of his mouth while weighing the options.
His mother had told him never to trust strangers, ice cream truck drivers and candy givers alike, but this man was different.
He seemed kind.
"Okay!" The boy agreed and slipped his hand into Gabriel's own, startling him. "Let's seat over there." He pointed towards a hospital bench and without warning, began dragging Gabriel along.
The older man could only but chuckle at the action.
"You seem rather strong for a child your age." Gabriel mused, as they settled on the bench.
The boy offered him a genuine smile. "Mommy says I'm a growing boy. Growing boys must be strong."
Gabriel laughed at his words. "Really?" He asked.
"Yeah," The boy confirmed. "And I also play basketball ball, at home at least. Oh! I also paint and play the piano, no wait, mommy's still teaching me how to play the piano, but she says
I'm good.'
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"Oh wow," Gabriel was truly impressed by the boy's hobbies, but more surprised that they almost had the same common hobbies.
After his rambling. The boy seemed to pipe down and was now playing with his fingers. "You know, I was planning on going shopping after my visit to the ouchie room." He sighed, a frown forming on his face.
Gabriel chose to forego the fact that the child had just said 'ouchie room' and asked. "Is that so? What were you going to buy?"
"A present!" The boy perked up, his cherry attitude back once more. "Mommy's birthday is coming up and I was planning on buying her a present."
"That's really sweet." Gabriel commented.
The boy shook his head. "Not really. Mommy always gives me presents even when it's not my birthday," He said, raising the bunny in his arms up. "but I've never returned the favor, so this year, I want to buy a present for her birthday with my savings." what did you want to get for your mommy?" He asked in curiosity.
"Wow, you're quite the aren't you?" Gabriel teased, ruffling his blonde locks. "So,
"Oh, I wanted to get a...
The boy began, about to reveal his idea for mother's present when a bunch of voice's heading down the hall way cut him off.
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