Completing the family 1: The Apt One

ONE

Leaving the city ain't gonna be easy, Nathan sighed as he peeped through the side window of the taxi. The driver was pretty talkative, blabbing since he boarded the cab. The driver said something and laughed to himself, Nathan could only frown and muttered "Bla bla bla", to the talkative driver.

He was worried, and curious about how his life would become: living out of the city, leaving behind his friends, comforts, and especially his whole childhood memories... Well, everything would fall into place once he got to see his purchased building then he would start to put the pieces together.

Nathaniel Bernard was an ex-marine, kind, tall, broad chest, a lean waist, and extremely captivating. Very honorable and understanding about people's situations. He'd always dreamed of being a chef who captivate people's hearts with his talented art of cooking, deciding a new venue away from the city could be the best place to start with.

He gazed through the side window annoyed and cursed at the damned traffic jam. "Alright, thank you, I'll leave from here", he got out of the car, holding his luggage and backpack. He found his way through the crowded cars stuck in the jam and headed straight to the way leading to the airport. As he made his way almost to the airport. He looked around and grinned as he saw a teenager or a boy perhaps playing his video game at the poolside not far from a bar close by. He remarked when he was also at that age, being a teenager held so many memories. As he moved to continue his walk to the airport, the boy accidentally fell into the water and was drowning.

Dropping his luggage and backpack in an instant down and pulling his shirt in a hurry, he jumped in the pool to save the drowning brat. He pulled the boy out and put on his discarded shirt on his wet broad torso, the shirt clung to his wet muscular skin. The teenage boy breathed out and in. Thank goodness, he got there in time, there was no one around to see them, even the teenage boy when he was drowning.

"Where's your guardian, parent perhaps? Mom? Dad?"

"I don't have a father". The teenager snorted.

Puzzled by the boy's attitude. "Is there no one to accompany you?"

"I'm sorry", the boy admitted sadly "Actually, I'm looking for my mom... waiting for my mom before I fell, thank you for saving me" he lowered his head in a bow.

"What's your name?"

"Neil", he replied "and yours?"

He started to speak but was startled when he turned to look at the eyes glaring at him as if to swallow him up in a moment, he felt a flash sparking in his body by those blazing eyes. "A killer-lady". He whispered, she could behead him with that look, the lady was looking straight at the boy by his side then he looked at her from the rich airborne of her hair, her slender figure to the fair toe-nails in her sandals. She looked dashing when she was angry, he wondered how she would look if she was smiling at him with those beautiful eyes.

"Hey, how dare you touch my son?" she yelled at him in anger as she moved toward them.

"Damn it, she was married.... No, Neil said he didn't have a father". He thought. How could he be having such thought about.... for a stranger? How could he be so feeble-minded he never let down his guard so quickly to a stranger at most?

"I asked you a question, right?" The lady grabbed the boy from his side to hers still staring at him. "very overprotective, strong but scared" he thought as he looked closely.

She attracted the crowd with her argument with him, the space was getting too crowded as their dispute continued, and some of the people were even trying to settle the misunderstanding.

"Mam... Young lady, why don't you calm down and listen to what he's trying to explain to you", an elderly man suggested.

Being a very stubborn knucklehead, she resisted, ignoring the suggestion. "Never, he tried to abduct my son, made him fall into the pool and you're telling me to calm down... Please" She hissed accusing him strongly.