Adversity is a Gift (19 days fan fiction) He Tian x Red Head

Chpater Nineteen - Regret

Mo Guan Shan stood shivering at a bus stop down from He Cheng's apartment in utter misery.  It had been over an hour now since He Tian left him on the street.  Mo had watched the taxi holding his extremely pissed off boyfriend drive away from his sight.

No!  What was He Tian thinking to go back to his place?  Mo hung his head as shame washed over him in a big aching wave.  He had messed up, now Tian was back at his apartment and by the sounds of it already in the shit with his psycho Uncle.  Was it all on him?  It should be, shit now that he was standing in the cold evening breeze, the biting wind battered his befuddled, high kicked head.  A head injury and beer did not go well together, because his head was starting to ache unbearable.  Guess he was he sobering up.

Should Shan get the bus home or get the bus to He Tian's apartment?  Mo had this insane need to see Tian face to face and for the first time in his life kowtow his ass off in apology.  Fucking stupid plans had backfired epically. 

Taking out his phone, which luckily he had left in his back pocket during the fight and tried to call his boyfriend.

"The mobile you're contacting is either switched off or out of range.  Please leave a message after the tone." 

Call one: "He Tian,  don't go back idiot!"

Call two: "Pick up, shit just pick up."

Call three: "You stubborn bastard answer the fucking call!"

Call four: "Fucksake talk to me."

Call five: "Tian...............I'm sorry okay, just call me.  I'm here."

Call six: "I messed up okay, at least give me a chance to apologise."

Call seven: "Tian, don't see him, don't go back to that place ever again, just fucking run away, run away."

Call eight: "I'll run with you, if you'll have me."

Mo Gin Shan had never in his life tried so hard to say sorry, it wasn't something he ever did, he was like He Tian in that respect.  This time he wasn't bothered about standing in a busy bus stop, embarrassing himself saying lovey doves shit out loud for everyone to hear.

This stop had buses which went past his building, or there was another which passed Tian's.  He would leave it up to fate.  Which ever bus came first, he would go wherever fate shoved him.

Shan stood, shivering wishing with all his might for the bus to Tian's to appear around the corner.

When a bus trundled around the corner, Mo swore so loudly that the old lady next to him scowled and smacked his arm with her umbrella.

It was his bus home.  Cock.

When he got on he instantly started to get butterflies in his stomach, he felt sick.   Mo's stomach churned, if it didn't calm down soon he would have to jump off the bus and throw up.  This nausea wasn't because he was hungover, it wasn't because the bus driver was driving like a fucking crazy person.  It was because he now started to consider what his mom would say if those gangster shits really had filmed him fighting.  Would she be disappointed in him?  Fuck yes!  Birds balls he hope they had forgotten to film him, he had only just fixed everything between them.  His mom trusted him now because he had calmed down, because He Tian helped him. 

Mo's stomach twisted even more at the thought of He Tian breaking up with him.......  He couldn't fucking comprehend it.  His heart wasn't ready.  He had to do something, anything.  Why was it that when Shan wanted to fix something or help someone his head  went blank, dead, empty...  Why couldn't he think of a way out of this?  Yeah, because normally Tian was there to help him figure it out in his bullying, abusive, awesome way.

When he eventually got inside the welcoming warmth of his house, his mom came to the entrance straight away.

"Momo!  Your face, what have you been doing?  You're freezing!"  She took one look at him and hurried over, putting a hand on his cheek, then gripping his hand in her warm one.

"You're hands are like ice!  Go and take a hot bath, warm up, I will make some soup and noodles for you.  Then we will dress those wounds, silly boy fighting again."  She pushed him down the hall towards to bathroom.

"Mom..."  Mo stopped outside the bathroom door, trembling, his body was so cold.

"Hmm?"  Mo's mom cocked her head and her look questioning.

"I......"  Shan couldn't quite bring himself to just spill it all out.

"Momo, what is it?  What's wrong?  Are you okay?"  Her warm hand cupped his bicep making him feel safe and protected.

"Mom I don't know what to do, something has happened and He Tian umm.....I messed up."  Mo's voice broke and his eye grew wet.

"Momo, you can tell me anything, we can work it out together, remember we have to help each other because dad isn't here to do it for us.  We have to be strong.  What happened with He Tian?"  His mom cupped his cheek firmly and made him look her.

"Mom, he's in trouble with this business he works for, his relative is abusive and I thought we had managed to help him, but I did something stupid.  I thought I could follow him to his work and I dunno get some evidence to show the police, but I ended up drinking and  fighting some gangsters.  I'm sorry, I think they may have filmed it, to bribe me, you and the school."  Mo swiped the back of his hand at the tears streaming down his face.

"Do you know for certain that they recorded it?"  His mom's voice was sharp.

Mo shook his head, which was currently hanging with shame.

"You have messed up Momo, but we will deal with it when it comes.  Stupid son, why did you do something so dangerous?  He Tian works for gangsters."  She said the last bit like a statement,  not a question.

Mo nodded again.

"You boys are determined to give me grey hair!  Ha, save me from cocky teenage sons.  Momo what did you do to He Tian?  Where is he?"  His mom loved He Tian as much as she loved Mo.

"Tian told me to have nothing to do with his other life, that it was too dangerous.  After everything he said, I ignored him got drunk and thought I could...I don't know help him.  Damn, I fucked up mom."  Mo was sobbing, too far gone to realise he was cursing in front of his mother.

"Now He Tian is so mad, he's so mad with me, he won't answer my calls, I don't want us to break up.  Mom, I don't think I can take it."  Mo clench his shirt over his heart as though his heart was already ripping from his chest.

"Momo you stupid boy, you make me want to smack you sometimes.....  don't cry my boy, you have to stop crying like a baby and own up to your mistakes.  Stop it now, go and warm up and we can talk about how you're grounded after you fix things with He Tian.  If you mess things up with him, I will smack your head over and over until sense goes in there!"  His mom was awesome.

"Okay, I'm sorry mom."  Mo stood straighter and wiped his nose on his bloody school shirt.

"I'm not the one you need to apologise to Momo."  His mom was savagely right, always.