DEAR CHARLIE...

Chapter 2~ Hugo Fernandez has a son?

20 years later...~Present day

Third Pov

Charlie woke up with a massive headache. She felt like she was hit by a bullet train. She scanned her surroundings and found herself in a hospital looking room. She was spooked to find a man wearing a lab coat standing by the window looking at the beautiful city lights. He was probably a doctor.

"Nice of you to finally grace us with your presence on the planet of the living, Charlie. Done with your ancestral duties already?" He clowned still with his back facing her.
"What do you mean by that? And how do you even know my name?", she asked. He turned to face her. Her draw dropped on the floor. "You thought you're the only smart one sister?", he said, wiggling his eyebrows. "You must probably be confused on which one I am amongst the sextuplets, well quintuplets, if we exclude you of course. Well I am...", he said but was interrupted by Charlie.

"Charles José Bess," she said with a smile. "Bingo! But how did you know, I mean we all look alike?", he asked.
"I just knew it. I felt a connection with you right from the beginning. And I did share a womb with you for 9 months after all. The real question here should be how do you know me and how did I end up here?", she asked her brother.

"Well let's just say you're not the only one whose a gangster and knows her real identity," he said and winked. "But how did you survive? I mean I have so many questions to ask you," Charlie said.

"All in due time, little one. For now though, we do not have much time you have to go back and try to find me and the others. Don't be afraid we all know the truth and we won't shut you out or push you away. Don't let your fears hold you back. You're a strong girl Charlie and always remember that," he said before his voice started echoing and fading bit by bit.

"Wait Charles! Charles!", I screamed. I woke up to someone shaking me. I scanned my surroundings and I was still in the same hospital room but Charles was not anywhere in the room. Only a doctor was there. He's name tag was written Dr Q.Cane ."Was it a dream?", I asked myself," but it felt so real."

"Hi! I am Dr Quintus Cane. Do you perhaps know where you are?", he asked, staring at me. "I'm obviously in a hospital, if you're a doctor and the surroundings just gave it away," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Right! I meant to ask if you remember how you got here," he said but Charlie kept quiet. He was still staring at me and I was staring right back at him. He was very handsome with small, cute, pink lips, I could kiss them all day. He had perfectly trimmed, curly hair and his eyes were a bit small. He licked his lips, bit the bottom lip and winked at me. Damn. My train of lustful thoughts was interrupted by the snapping of fingers in my face.

"Earth to Charlie! Hello! I know I am handsome so do as you deem fit," he said running his hand through his curly brown hair. Of course he knows he is handsome, hence, the flirting and the arrogance. Instead of responding, I asked "How did I get here? And which hospital am I in?" A man I knew very well barged in when Quintus was about to answer my questions.

"Thank you doc, I'll take it from here," the man said. But Quintus did not barge. "Who are you?", he asked back. "I am Joshua Bess...I am her father."

Quintus  looked deep in my eyes as if he was looking for confirmation. I slowly nodded my head, whilst still looking at him. I was about to say something when a throat clearing disturbed me. "If that was all doc, please excuse us," my "dad" said.

Quintus shifted his eyes to look at him, then he laughed and said, "Dad, you didn't tell me I had a sister, a pretty one at that."

Wait, wait! What? "What do you mean "dad"," I asked, drowning in confusion. The man huffed and chuckled, "Charlie meet my son, Quintus Cane." My eyeballs popped. He had a son? But like,how? And why don't I know about him? Why do they have different surnames? All these questions clouded my mind, but how am I going to ask him of all people that. Him! You know, Hugo Fernandez! Arrogant, psychotic motherfucker with the guns, whips, drugs, the money and to cover it all up, a pretty face.

But like he looks so young. Oh they do look alike though, so it kind of makes a little bit of sense. As if he read the confusion on my face, he said, "I had sent him for training back in Russia by the time we met and he does not want people to know that he is my son, some being humble fools the enemy into underestimating your capabilities shit."

"Mom also didn't want people to know that I'm his son because of who and what he is, hence, she gave me us her surname," Quintus said. "Wait who is us? And Jennifer Cane is your mother? She's your wife? Damn, how did she fall for a man like you? No offence," I asked the father-son duo. Jeremy scoffed and said, "None taken. She couldn't resist my charms." Charlie rolled her eyes.

"Enough about my mother. So Charlie, why do you have a boy's name? And do you remember how you got here?", Quintus asked. I guess he switched back to being a doctor. "I honestly don't know about the name part, have always wondered about the same and as for the getting here part, that too I don't know but I do remember being shot by my uncle because he thought I was invading his privacy and he didn't see my face due to the balaclava I was wearing. I also remember me telling him and his son about my true identity. Then I dropped to the water right after that. The rest i don't remember," I explained.

They both looked at me holding their chins as if they were deep in thoughts. "So does that mean you're ready to contact your brothers and your family?", Jeremy asked. "Yeah, I've been holding back for too long now," I replied. He nodded his head in approval. We continued talking in that private hospital ward about how I will be able to contact my brothers and find those two motherfuckers who ruined our lives.