Wicked (MaskedMexican)

Chapter 41 - Epilogue

~Gassy's POV~

Marilyn wastes no time dashing down the large amount of steps even with her extremely high high heels as she holds up her hands and watching down the steps. Meanwhile Ohm tosses the coat away allowing it to continue burning and likely damaging the extremely expensive marble floor, not that the rich assholes seem to care as they only look and focus to Ohm and will probably fire the servants who have no idea who just burnt a huge hole on the marble. After a moment, I reluctantly tear my gaze away from Ohm and follow the woman down the steps although she's going at an awfully high speed compared to me despite having heels. Reaching the bottom she rushes towards Ohm, only she doesn't grab Ohm or anything but she drops on the floor before the expensive material continuing to burn on the floor.

"Do you understand just how expensive this material is?! Do you even know what fashion is? Just what are you wearing?" She demands, gesturing to his casual wear that he looks down to observe and looks back up shrugging, his face seeming to be unamused and not caring at all. His mom seems to explode at this and both the governor and I pat at her sides in attempt to calm her down. Ohm looks at me suddenly, his eyes piercing right through me and I nearly flinch at their impact. Something definitely happened while he was away, this look in his eyes definitely didn't exist before he left. Maybe he really is still angry at me like I had assumed before and now he's just irritated with this challenging look. I pull away from Marilyn and approach Ohm, his eyes following me closely and he tilts his head up as I come closer. How much I craved to see this face again, even if he is angry at me. I smile gently and nod towards him, avoiding touching him at all.

"It's a pleasure to see you return Ryan," I say, watching him as his eyes seem to stare deeply into me. His eyes just scavenge each part of my face before he does something that shocks me more than anything. He looks away and passes right past me without speaking a single word towards me. Shocked, I stare at the space where he used to be before turning around and watching him as he holds a single hand up waving with his other in his pocket as he casually leaves the ballroom.

"I'm back home, mother," he calls out, strangely saying mother in a bitter way that makes me think venom is just pouring from him as he leaves. The three of us left alone are all absolutely stunned, unable to move and develop an opinion on the seemingly new Ohm. How could he have changed so much anyways? Turning towards the other two I find his dad staring at the ash pile on the floor Marilyn is repeatedly trying to cool off before giving up and sitting with her hands dug into the ashes. Despite seeming stunned, they don't look entirely surprised at all but rather they both seem to have expected this, both blankly staring at nothing with almost a guilty expression on both of their faces.

"So... I should.... Go?" I ask slowly but before I leave they both shake their heads without saying a word. I consider completely ignoring them and following after Ohm but they both seem so serious and looking so blankly that I feel as if they're actually showing their true feelings for once. Their son just completely rejected them, and me, so none of us in the room who are supposed to be the closest to him know anything he's planning. The loud slam of the door to the ballroom causes us all to wince and I glance back to the large doors Ohm just so calmly left without explaining himself at all.

"We need to get to the media before he does," Governor Bella suddenly announces and I turn around to see him with a serious expression and looks directly to his wife. Very unlike him, his wife seems to still be recovering from the shock, staring at the burnt cloth on the floor with something that looks similar to fear in her eyes. "Come on Marilyn," the governor says, grabbing a hold of her arm and immediately she reacts, pulling away from him harshly and stepping away, looking to him with a look of madness.