The obsession (BXB)

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Ethan's POV:

We were having wine sitting on the balcony enjoying the night view of the city. It was nearly 11 pm. Gillean was chugging down goblet after goblet of wine. I was just looking at his face. He finished 2 bottles while I was just stuck on my 2nd goblet trying hard to gulo it. At last I gave up and I noticed the number of chugged up bottles increased to three. Gosh! Come on what do I do with this man. Even after he was drinking the fourth bottle he still seemed to be sober.

I checked my phone to see if there was any update from Chester's side but still I got no response. I tried calling him but no use. I left more texts in hope maybe he will reply soon. I looked at Gillean and he was now surrounded with chugged down wine bottles. I counted and they were twelve. His face turned red like a cherry. And he was not completely drunk he asked the maid to bring the thirteenth bottle. I could not stop him because I have never experienced his drunken self. What if he lost control and hurt me. No, I should not interfere and never offer him wine again. Coffee would have been a much better option. Well, what's done is done now.
I can't change anything now. I sighed as he asked for one more bottle.

His face was redder than before. And now he is fully drunk. “Ethan” I heard a mumble. I responded with a yes. “I fucked up. I fucked up everything once again. I can't just control myself. And I hate it. I hate myself. I hate that I couldn't be the perfect brother I promised to be.” he said and started crying loudly. I embraced him and let him cry because it was better to just let it all out.
But I couldn't quite understand what he was saying and why? Was he the reason Chester isn't replying or something else. It must be that way. Gillean has been depressed ever since and I got home and there is no trace of Chester. Where was he???

After crying for almost 10 minutes he fell asleep. I got up carefully trying my best to not wake him up. It's not that chilly, so he will be fine sleeping here on the balcony. I went downstairs and asked the maid about Chester and she said that he was here before I got home and left after a few minutes. He was here but where is he now. I checked my phone and still no reply. Now, he is getting me really worried. Maybe I should ask Laura. I called her and she also didn't know where Chester was.

Should I just go out and check where he is? Will it be a bad idea. It's almost 12 where the fuck is that guy. Maybe I should really go and search for him. I was about to open the door but the doorbell rang. I opened the door hoping he would be standing there. I immediately opened the door and it really was Chester. I sighed in relief.

“Oh Chester where were you? I was very worried about you. You didn't even reply to my texts or pick the call.” I asked as there was worry plastered on my face. “Just hanging around. I was a little bored of my life. So, I decided to spend some time alone.” Chester said as he smiled which was very fake. Maybe he does not want to tell me so, I should not force him. “Alright, have a good night. I am also going to sleep, you should too.” I said to Chester and he nodded. I headed back to the balcony where Gillean was sleeping.  A few strands of his almond hair were resting on his forehead and his white milky skin along with his honey brown eyes were glowing in the moonlight making him look ethereal like Lucifer which used to be the most beautiful creature in heaven.

I caressed his forehead and kissed it. His hands were rough but his face was quite soft. Oh god! I just love him. I was admiring him as the cold breeze was hitting my face. It will be too chilly to sleep here. I think we should sleep in our bedroom. What should I do? Should I wake him up? No, that would be a bad choice I think but I have to try. “Gillean, wake up or you will catch a cold if you sleep here. So come on wake up.” I shook him so he could wake up but he just mumbled something and fell asleep again.

I sighed as I knew there was no other option left. I slowly picked him up and I realised he was not that heavy. Maybe I will manage him till we reach the room. I have to. After a lot of  struggle, we finally reached our room. I threw him on the bed and laid down myself as I ran out of energy. Dang it was one hell of a day.

The next morning, I got ready for the university and Gillean was still sleeping soundly. I just have to go today and then I can enjoy the weekend maybe. Maybe. Ugh, how can I forget about the exams. And I can't even skip today due to the constant gap in my attendance. Thanks to my dear husband.