He's Got A Love Like Woe {Christofer D. And Jordan W. Fan Fiction}

He's Got A Love Like Woe: Scene Thirty-Five

Careful: This scene includes an intimate moment between both boys at the end of the chapter. If you're not comfortable reading that, just message me and I'll explain to you what happens.

Scene Thirty-Five:

Everything was being cleared out: the neighboring crowds, the police force and a few firemen. It had been a long night, filled with sirens and cries and Jordan felt the weariness of the day's activities weighing him down. A few investigators were left now, squandering about the front yard and conversing with Jordan, his mother on a few occasions and even Christofer. The men had been questioning all three of them for hours on end, but Jordan could barely say anything to their incessant personal inquisitions.

It was clear from the moment the cigarette was found and held for evidence, that Christofer was going to admit to accidentally starting the fire.

Fortunately for him and Jordan, no charges had been filed but the investigators still interrogated Christofer further. They stated that they needed a full run-down of the activities that led the cigarette to become flung out the window, to when the emergency call had been made.

Jordan was now standing with his arms crossed over his chest, a defiant stance. His mother was standing right besides him, her hand resting on his shoulder. It was assumed to be a soothing, motherly token, except Jordan felt nothing but a flurry of mixed emotions that were raging inside of him.

He watched as Christofer stood a good five yards away, talking avidly with a police officer. Once in a while he would point to the chalk that marked where the cigarette was found on the ground, before continuing with his story. With that distraction, Jordan turned to his mother. Her eyes were void of any emotion and he wasn't able to judge her response to almost having her house burnt down.

She casted her eyes away from the swarm of men in front of her and looked down at her son, her eyebrows raised.

"I don't know what to say, what to do." Jordan whispered. He could feel his eyes begin to burn, indictating that without even knowing it he would soon start crying. "I need your help, mom."

At that, she struggled to get him into her arms and repeatedly kissed the top of his head, her hands smoothing down his unruly hair. It was almost as if Jordan was a young boy once more, being rushed into his mother's protective arms as she tried to soothe the torment building up inside of him. The only difference being that he was a grown man now, he needed to be able to carry out his own troubles.

"You don't need my help." She said, her lips brushing against his hair. "All you need to do is allow him to explain himself, look into his eyes because the truth of his words will be there." Releasing her tight grip on her son, Jordan's mother sighed wistfully at the sight of him. He had grown in the past years, not only by physical appearance but also by maturity. She placed her hand to his cheek before giving him a light slap. "Jordan, don't you ever give up that boy. No matter what faults or sins he has committed, he is your future and happiness. You don't need me to tell you this, I see it in the looks you give each other." She smiled lightly before turning to talk to the nearest policeman who had flagged her over.

As Jordan contemplated her words, he couldn't help but see the divine truth behind them. He knew the moment Christofer had profusely apologized for what had happened, that he had forgiven him. It almost seemed childish not to, Jordan knew that it hadn't been Christofer's intentions to actually start a fire, he was simply distracted.

Jordan rubbed at his reddened cheek as Christofer cleared his throat rather noisily, to help him regain consciousness to the present time. He watched as Jordan slowly craned his neck to look at him with his wide, innocent eyes and it made Christofer want to crumble to the ground in shock at the pure, trusting look he gave him - a look which he didn't deserve, not after tonight.