My Favourite Flavour (Official Story)

Chapter 62

“What are you even saying, Marquis? Who's her? Were you in some kind of love game or something?” James narrowed his eyes towards the man beside himself who was somehow facing difficulty in being strong right now as James's worriedly asked him again after Marquis faced him. “You were not like that, earlier. What happened?”

Earlier, Marquis has never been this weak when currently he was looking so lost, so demurred as if he was completely indulged in some kind of darkness when the light inside that black hole just went off. Right now, to James, Marquis really seemed like an ordinary person who never faced any kind of bad things like these when this dangerous gang leader seated right here, right now was all defeated, his own heart made him lose everything. His eyes met the other guy beside him after he felt a hand upon his shoulder.

“James. Ca—Can I trust you?” After putting the cup aside, Marquis asked with the eyes that showed no danger at all.

“What happened? Marquis, you're so not being you!” While observing a massive change in his behavior, James literally panicked at the moment when he was fully attentive towards Marquis, when for the first time that James saw this side of him and he was so much worried to see the most powerful guy acting like this. With whose name, the whole world was scared? That man was currently sitting in front of him like a butterfly with broken wings. “Fuck the papers. Tell me what's wrong? Did someone steal your girls or something? Or did someone mess up with your-” James knew already that this guy right here has an obsession of having girls like candies and a baby would be mad, only if someone steals one of his candy. 

“I made a terrible mess.” Marquis dejectedly dropped his head between his palms.

“What kind of mess?”

“For her, James. I loved her hard but she never loved me back.” Marquis's guilt yelled when his broken vocals raised a bit while facing the man so worried beside him.

“Who?!” James curiously asked. “Tell me. I'm listening.” He placed his hand upon the shoulder of the man who was almost feeling heartbroken.

While being so emotionally controlled, Marquis was somehow sensitive too. The world never saw this side of him. No one did, but the girl that he loved, made him mourn in such kind of a shell and helped him enjoying those different colors of life through different angles to capture those feelings and let him knew those other different ways of splashing the colors over the canvas of life. Right now, Marquis's heart was heavy and he needed someone to hold him at the moment when he too lost everyone and had no one with his own self. He was standing at the same spot where he left her. He still felt her hands skimming down his body like flower petals touches with softness. He was still missing her. He doesn't wanted to shed tears and look more weak, as being a man, you are told not to cry or the world will simply laugh at you for no reason. But where will Marquis take all these tears? As after debating so much inside his mind, few tears made their way down from his squinted eyes when James quickly held onto his arm after he saw how Marquis was preventing himself so hard from crying but didn't succeed at all.

“God! What happened?? Marquis tell me now! You're making me worried.” James begged for interrogating and allowed him to tell everything that he wanted to discuss.

Marquis's shoulders lifted when he sobbed silently with his head low whereas James was aware from his attitude as Marquis used to visit this person every year, oftenly for the confirmation of his documents and he was never rude with this person right here when James gets to handle him well with a gentle behavior. It was never decided by fate that Marquis has to be rude like everytime with anyone as his dominant behavior protected his own priorities. Even though they got to meet in a year but James never doubted him when Marquis was being bad to those who deals shit with him but he was seriously gentle to those who were being straight and polite to him. There lived a brilliant humble gentleman along with a soul of a bad guy inside this man. Right now, Marquis was dying from the inside asking for comfort and he just wanted to let out his emotions when he wasn't willing to be judged nor was willing to commit any kind of dangerous thing as he just wanted someone right now to hold him.