At Long Last (book 3 Spandor collection)(BoyxBoy)

Chapter 9

Two Weeks Later

Jordan's Pov

Everyone's packed including Maylee. Today we go visit Urulu hopefully find out more about Andor.

I follow the group silently. I wonder if he talked to anybody or if he's here!

"Welcome Lad-ys to Urulu." Steve says and pulls back a leaf.

Urulu is majestic looking! Beautiful sandstone homes with crystal color etched into them.

Damn Terryn was lucky! I follow Maylee through the town. Dianite has a worried look as his face as two merchants approaches us.

"A crownless prince traveled through here. He's going to a place called the end!" One says the other stays quiet.

"He shook my hand and smiled at me! Ah I'm fangirling!" His Irish accent squeals.

"You've fangirled since it happened calm down Sean. The Prince mentioned a girl." The merchant looks to Maylee.

"What'd he say about her?" Dianite asks and Sean looks away.

"To stay back. That it isn't safe where he is and he doesn't want her hurt." The nameless merchant says.

"We gotta go to the end. Like now." I mumble to Steve.

"Come on guys." I hear Anne speak up. "We just got here and I'm sure Steve wants to explore a bit." She finishes and glares at me.

"I'd love to give Maylee the tour. Maybe stop by Mot's old house." Dianite says with a smile. I guess it wouldn't hurt to stay just one extra night.

Time Skip

Maylee's Pov

Dianite sits across from me at the dinner table in Mot's old house. We sit in silence as neither knows what to say.

I miss Andor, a lot. He loved me, I know he did. Not like he loves Jordan, but like he loved Maddi and Freya. I mi-

Dianite slams his glass down onto the table causing me to jump out of my skin. "He never loved you!" Dianite shouts causing my eyes to water up. He's never yelled at me before. I hear Dianite sigh before continuing.

"He didn't love you. He just didn't want to be alone. Or maybe you were just good for his ego. Or, or maybe you made him feel better about his miserable life, but he didn't love you." Dianite pauses. I can't believe he's saying this to me! What's wrong with him?!

"Because you don't destroy the people you love." I feel warm tears running down my face. Andor did hurt me really badly, but I hurt him too.

"I need a moment." I mumble and exit Mot's dinning room. I wonder through the upstairs portion of the house. A glowing book catches my eye.

Dianite's gonna kill me for reading it but I feel like it wants me to. That makes no sense whatsoever but oh well.

I open the book and start reading.

Over the past few weeks I've grown to realize that I'm in love. Love is supposed to be a beautiful , harmless thing. It's killing me. I love Dianite, My Lord, My god. I love him! I know he only sees me as a business partner, sometimes he even views himself as a father figure in my messed up life. I love him, but he doesn't view me like that. This could ruin our whole relationship. This could end everything that makes my life complete. My on growing love for him will be the death of me.

"He cried every time we met." Dianite says from behind me. I slam the book shut and set it down gently.

"I didn't get to tell him how I felt. He disappeared a few weeks before Tom and Jordan's car accident." Dianite has watery eyes. I let him hug me as he cries.

"But now I have you. And if Mot one day returns to me I will still only have you." I feel myself blush against Dianite's warm chest.

"I understand why you care about Andor so much. He saved your life as Mot did mine more times than I care to remember."

"You think he's okay?" I ask looking up at Dianite.

My lord, my god.

The words echo through my head but I shake them away. I have no god nor will I anytime soon.

"I'm sure he's fine. Andor is a strong boy he can fend for himself surely." Dianite stares into my eyes.

I am locked in his stare. Those freaking beautiful eyes. Dianite leans closer to me. I start to flutter my eyes closed but Dianite moves his mouth to my ears. "I think my eyes are beautiful too." He whispers huskily. My head smacks into a brick wall labeled 'Reality.' Dianite pulls away from our hug. His eyes are still red, but he has stopped crying.

"I will see you later." Dianite leaves the room.

I sit on Mot's bed as I listen to Dianite's footsteps fade out of earshot.

I leave Mot's room myself and explore more of the upstairs portion of the house.

I open the doors, finding a bathroom, a guest room, a storage closet. I approach the end of the hallway. I see a door I didn't think was there before. I reach the door and put my hand on the knob. Turning the door knob and opening the door slowly, I don't brace myself for what I see.

Dianite's Pov

I hear a scream and a loud thud upstairs. Maylee. I run upstairs and see her collapsed on the ground, in front of the hallway's dead end wall. I take Maylee in my arms, she sobs into my chest. We are repeating the situation five minutes ago, except the roles are reversed. I tried to read her thoughts to see what happened, but her sobs distracted me. "It's okay Maylee. You're fine now. I'm here." I try to calm her down.

Eventually, her sobs turn into sniffles. "What happened, my sweet?" I don't notice what I call her.

"H-H-He was in the closet!" Maylee's face shows horror.

"Who?"

"Andor! He was dead! His body in the closet!" Maylee points to the dead end wall.

"There is no door, no closet, my sweet."

Maylee looks at the wall. She jumps up. I stand up as well. "No! There was a door there! A closet! I saw his body!"

I take her in my arms again, hoping to calm her down again. Maylee jerks away. He doesn't believe me. Maylee thinks. "Of course I believe you." I say. "No, you don't! I know what it looks like when no one believes you!" Maylee runs down the hall, down the stairs, and out of the house. I stand there. "But I do believe you..." I whisper.