Nicolas

Chapter 13

Nicolas's P.O.V

Ever since I came back here in Italy, I kept myself busy with work just so I won't think of Andrew, but when night time comes, all the memories of him came crushing back, I even had nightmares and my health has been affected and I know what's about to happen soon.

Since my life is about to end, it's just a matter of time now, I arrange a grand party and would invite everyone I acquainted with and that includes his parents. 

I pick up the telephone and dialed their number, after a few rings, they finally pick up. What I didn't know is that Andrew would be the one answering it. Fuck.

"Turner's Residence" Oh for the love of all things, why now?

I took a deep breath before speaking. "This is Nicolas Clarke, may I speak with Mr. Gareth Turner please" 

"Nicolas" I heard him say

"Andrew?" I say, pretending that I just realize it's him.

"Yes, it's me. Nicolas, how -"

"Listen, I'm actually kind of busy. So, can I please talk to your father?" I say, trying my hardest to be cold towards him even what I wanted right now is to ask how he's been and what's he up to at the moment and such, but I can't. It's over already, I need to endure this. I didn't hear him answer, instead I heard his father on the other side already. We didn't talk that much, I just told him to come to my party and that I already sent them an invitation via email. Of course I included Andrew, but I know he won't come. 

Just thinking about it makes my heart ache, I was pulled out of my thoughts when the door bell rings. I stood up, only to sit back down again, because I felt dizzy. I close my eyes for a moment before standing back again, I walk towards the door and open it to reveal my mother patiently waiting outside.

"Mom?" I called.

She turn around and smile at me. "Hey darling. How have you been?" She ask as she walk inside.

I close the door and followed her. "I'm doing fi-" I couldn't finish what I was going to say because my head just pounded and I felt dizzy all of a sudden, and I'm trying to catch my breath.

"Darling are you okay!?" My ask and is now beside me in an instant.

"Ha! I can't urgh!" I fell on the floor and everything went black. 

Is this it for me?

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I woke up soaking with sweat and my body feels heavy. I look around and realize that I'm lying on a bed in an unfamiliar room. Where am I? Whose room is this? Am I dead? A lot of questions comes to mind and I decided to get up to find out where this is. Even though my body feels like I've been ran down by a ten wheeler truck, I still force myself to get up. I went out the room and went downstairs, seriously whose house is this? Where's mom? As I came near downstairs, I can hear the kettle boiling and a sound of sizzle. Maybe it's mom? Oh thank goodness I'm okay. I hurriedly went to the kitchen only to stop midway as I can't see mom, but I can see a man cooking, a man who I'm so familiar with. I hide behind the wall to think things through while he still didn't notice me.

Why is he here? Where is this? What's going on? Maybe I'm really dead and I'm day dreaming in the afterlife? I won't be able to understand everything unless I ask him myself. I took a deep breath before peeking through the kitchen again, he's now pouring the coffee. I slowly reveal my full self and clear my throat.

"Andrew?" I called. He turn around and smile at my direction.

"Hey baby, good morning." He greeted and hug me tightly. Wait, wait, wait, wait. What's this?