27 - CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

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CHAPTER 27

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C.A.Y.D.E.N

My nerves were all over the place. I had not felt this unmoored for quite some time now. Sadly, it came back in full force I now wished I knew better ways of handling it. But I didn't know any. I never knew how. Well, except for a breathing technique that had done nothing to quash the growing nervousness.

For one I could revert back to the old ways of me shutting down completely. Been there, done that. Unfortunately, I knew better than to do that all because of one woman. The woman whom had taken me in when no one else would. The woman who had been so patient with me that she'd forgiven me over and over and over for making her life, and subsequently her family, more miserable than they'd ever been since they day they'd met me and taken me in. The woman that later on had become the most important adult in my short life on this Earth.

Mrs. Natalie Kent.

My foster mother.

Mrs. Kent who now was in the hospital with god knows what was happening to her. The one woman that I needed to see for myself if she was being well taken care of by the doctors and nurses in that goddamn hospital; the one place in this world that had always brought bad news to me.

I sighed hard. After taking a much needed deep breath, and after slowly exhaling it, I opened the door, and jumped into the truck awaiting me.

Once I'd closed the door and buckled my seat belt, I sat up straight and quickly said, "We can go now."

Then I heard a grunt of compliance and the sound of the gear shift being pushed and locked in, and the roar of the truck sounded brightly as the truck then moved forward through the opened main front gate and subsequently out of the school ground.

"You okay?" Fitz asked, his voice low and his tone cautious. Thank god my hearing was just fine because the sound of the heavy rain kind of muffled slightly its sounds as it hit the truck. It also didn't help that Fitz's truck had this sound of V8 sports engine that reverberated through all around me. Plus, the sounds of thunder booming above us. Well, in my opinion it was not a good day to drive. But, who cares, right? I had a place to get to, and Fitz had been insistent and willing to drive me there. Oh, I would have never wanted to owe anybody any favors that they could hang above my head later. But, his mother the Headmistress would have allowed me to leave only if her son would drive me there.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I muttered as I looked down at my wet clasped hands in my lap.

I heard a long resigned sigh from the driver's seat next to me for god knows what, but I couldn't care about that. What did Fitz have to be sighing about anyway? It's not like I'd wanted him to drive me there anyway. His mother made him. Ugh!!!

However, I was grateful. So grateful that I'd thanked him ten times once we walked out of his house. So grateful that my profuse gratitude was met with exasperated groaned from him and a push to my back to just get into his truck. I sighed long.

All of the sudden Fitz's right hand went and clasped my left one. He then grabbed and pulled my hand in his and instantly intertwined our fingers before pulling them up to his very much plump kissable lips and kissed every single one of my fingers. Then, he quickly pulled our joined hands in his lap; which was awkward the way my left forearm rested against his ribcage.

I was so shocked about this gesture that my mouthed went wide open and I just stared at him speechless. Not to mention how hot my face had become all of the sudden.

"I... what... why... our hands?!!" I sputtered. I cleared my throat. "What the fùck you think you're doing, Grant?!" I squeaked out loud.

Fitz just gave me this wide bright smile, and then turned slightly to the right to look at me, beaming innocently. "Nothing. I just wanted you to know everything's gonna be okay. I'm here if you ever need to talk, okay?"

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