hiding from her husband. "your father might not admit it, but he's grown attached to that boy, smudging him with hugs and hair pats," She laughed. "Hard to imagine, right?" "Y-yes." Leonica stuttered at the mental image of her father having a soft spot for her son.
Now don't get her wrong, Benjamin was and still is a loving father. But when it came to anything physical contact wise, he wasn't too much of a big fan. "Don't worry yourself, Leo, Ashely is in good hands."
"Thanks Ma."
Leonica could imagine the elderly woman nodding her head, bungee curls bouncing at the action. "You're welcome dearest. I love you."
She smiled and replied, "Love you too mom." Before hanging up.
Once again left in the silence of her house, Leonica sighed and relaxed into her couch.
At least that was one problem out of the way. Ashley was going to stay with her parents from the next half a month, far away from Gabriel's prying hands.
At least then, she was sure that he couldn't do anything funny.
And as for his school, she'd personally have that sorted out.
This time around, she was going to be extremely meticulous with things concerning Ashely, after all, she didn't want Gabriel trying another Paternity test, now did she?
Gabriel's eyes fluttered open, waking up to a heavy hangover. But it wasn't his worse yet.
Groaning silently, he turned over on the mattress he was lying in, taking a moment to survey the room he was in before recognition hit him.
It was the room he always used each time he came to Lloyd's house in hopes of escaping Leonica when they had been married.
As if on Cue, the door to the room opened and the playboy bachelor walked in, personal maid rolling in a tray of hangover soup for Gabriel.
When he spotted his friend awake, he spoke. "You're up, how are you feeling?"
"Like shit." Gabriel responded with a breathy sigh, dragging his body up to a seating position. "Expected," Lloyd mused before he snapped his finger, wordlessly instructing the maid to Thur Keu Esdely Lonnections
hand Gabriel his hangover soup.
She did so without delay and wheeled the tray out of the room, closing the door and leaving them alone.
Hangover soup now in his laps, Gabriel stared down at the brownish liquid, hesitant to drink it despite his booming headache.
"How did I get here?" He spoke during his moment of inner debate in whether or whether not, he should ingest the weird looking, yet familiar soup.
"I brought you here? You were drunk and Angelina called me." Lloyd explained as he sat down. in one of the corner chairs and eyed his friend. "Dude, are you really okay?"
Turning is head only half way, Gabriel eyed him questioningly. "What do you mean?"
"What...what do I mean?" Lloyd scoffed and pointed at his friend. "Look at yourself man, you look like you... five years ago." Snapping his finger, he added. "Sad, miserable you. Plain and short, you look like your high school crush just rejected you." "Is that so?" Gabriel chuckled for once at Lloyd's not so funny joke, surprising the younger male. "Well it was something like that." He muttered and finally took the first sip from his hangover soup.
Quietly watching his friend, Lloyd could tell that something had indeed happened. "Really dude, what happened?" He seriously asked this time around.
Gabriel was silent for a few seconds, tapping his finger against the surface of his soup plate before replying. "The Paternity test results came out," He began. Lloyd nodded along, already aware of the results in particular.
The next part, he hesitated to say, not sure himself if it was true. "Ashely...he's not my son. Lloyd's jaws nearly dropped in surprise after hearing this.
How could that be possible? Even he who was not the father, could have sworn that Ashley was Gabriel's child.
But he wasn't.
"How...how is that possible? Fuck!" He swore, throwing his hands up in the air. "I was more than ready to become a godfather!"
Gabriel basically ignored his friend's unimportant lamenting and turned his gaze away, mind thinking back to the conversation he had with Leonica.
Each time he thought back to the words she said, flaunting how easily she had given up their child to have a child with another man, he was angered. How Could do she have done that?
"So," Lloyd's voice drew him out of his thoughts, "What are you going to do now?"
The question, although simple, caused Gabriel to ponder for a great amount of time.
What was he going to do now, indeed? It was proven that Ashely wasn't his son, so was there any need for him to keep hanging around the boy, talk less Leonica?
There obviously was only one thing...the right thing, to do.
"Isn't it obvious?" Keeping his friend on a cliffhanger, he downed the last of his hangover soup beside answering. "Now I'm going to stop fooling around and take responsibility for Angelina." Kicking the blanket off, he hopped off the bed and threw his friend a grateful smile for his care. "After all, she's scarified a lot and waited for me, it's into natural that I take responsibility."
He searched around for his things gathering them one by one while Lloyd silently watched
him.
Once he was done, he turned back to Lloyd. "Thanks for today. Hopefully it would be the last." He said and waved at him, about to make his exit from the room when Lloyd spoke.
"Gabriel, tell me this." The said male looked over his shoulder and scanned the once in a life time serious expression on his best friend's face. "You proposing to Angelina...marrying her, is it because you love her? Or is it simply because of that stupid promise you made sixteen years ago?"
Small pitters and patters of rain drops followed down the windows of his car as Gabriel drove him after leaving Lloyd's place.
His gaze was focused on the road, but his mind wasn't. Currently, it was replaying the last
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