Facade

Chapter 62

Mia's pov

How could I have been so cruel? So heartless? So callous? Damn it! Damn training! I was so caught up in the idea of defeating Carlisle that I didn't realize the implications. My competitive attitude had overshadowed my common sense. Now all I had was an immeasurable amount of guilt and the love of my life with a concortion. I thought back to the awful incident.
As soon as I had felt that kick connect, I had smiled triumphantly. With glee evident on my face, i had turned to carlisle ready to tease him. Whatever words i had planned died in my throat when I saw him go down. He was lying still on the exercise mat. Only sign of life was the steady rise of his chest.At first I thought he was faking, you know, playing possum. Then I saw blood. My blood turned to ice and I felt the scream before it tore out of me. Moving with a mind of its own, my knees buckled and I sank ungracefully to the ground.
My body barely registered actions around me. My mind was in chaos and I think my body reacted to the chaos. I nimbly realized that I had unconsciously gathered Carlisle's head on my lap. I could hear myself pleading for him to wake up. I knew I should be apologising but my mind refused to force the words out. I was barely aware as Damian helped Carlisle to my room and sent for the doctor.
I paced anxiously at the hallway, not by choice I might add, waiting as the doctor worked on Carlisle. I alternated between sobbing and glaring at the door. I was supposed to glare at the doctor but since he wasn't available, I chose the door as my victim. Karen who was instructed by Damian to ensure I calm down just stared at me in pity. Oh well, thank God that's drama is over. Carlisle is fine now with seven stitches on his head and a mild concussion.

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Carlisle's pov

Quick question! Can a human head split in two with the person still alive? Hell yes it can 'cause I'm pretty sure that's what happened to me when I woke up few minutes ago. With one hand on my head as if holding it up, I had crawled to the bathroom and had drowned myself in hot water. After the shower, I felt considerably human again. But the pain was still there. I looked in the bedside drawer where I knew Mia always kept a bottle of Advil. I gulped down three tablets chasing it down with water. I was about closing the drawer when my attention was drawn to my cellphone. I had several missed calls from a familiar number. What the fuck? Without a thought, i hit redial. The phone rang for a while and i was beginning to feel frustrated when no one answered.
"Pick up the damn phone" I murmured under my breath. As if hearing my plea, he picked up.
"Carlisle where the fuck have you been? I've been trying to get a hold of you" Pablo snarled.
"Sorry about that. I had a little accident and was unavailable." I explained vaguely.
"What happened?" He pressed. Stupid old man. No way in hell am I admitting that Mia knocked me down. That will raise more questions and embarrass me further. Pablo will also feel the need to caution me about any romantic involvement. I don't need any of that right now. I'm happy with Mia and I intend to keep that happiness.
"Never mind what happened. What did you want to talk to me about that you flooded my phone with calls?" I asked. I heard him sigh from the other side. Silence was my only reply.
"Pablo? Pablo? Are you there?" I called out wondering if I was talking to an empty line.
"I'm here" Pablo's voice replied. He sounded gruff, as if, he had been crying. Holy fuck! One thing I'm certain about is that Pablo never cries. I mean it when I say the word never.
"Are you crying?" I asked incredulous. I heard sniffles from the other side and imagined Pablo was trying to get a hold of his emotions. Good! 'cause I have no idea what to say to a crying man.
"We need to talk Carlisle. It's extremely important. I don't know how much time I have left and there are things you still don't know about me" Pablo confessed. I frowned. He was being vague and I couldn't understand a word he said.
"What things? What are you talking about? Where are you going? What do you mean by you don't know if how much time you have left?" I shot question after question at him. What the hell is going on? Why this sudden doom and gloom? Is there an unforseen threat?
"Hold on. One question at a time" Pablo interrupted my stream of questions. I took a deep breath and tried to relax my suddenly tense muscles. I could feel the onslaught of a migraine. Guess that's why the doctor said no stress. If Mia caught me on the phone right now, she'll string me by my balls.
"Alright. What's going on?" I asked, somewhat calmer than before.
"We can't talk on phone. Can you get here today?" Was Pablo's reply. I massaged my temple trying to ease the growing pain. I really didn't want to drive with this concussion but it seems I'm just gonna have to.
"Okay, I'll see you in an hour" I said and cut the call. I thought about going to find Mia but decided against it. She won't let me leave and I don't have the strength to argue with her now.

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Drew's pov

I rubbed my frozen hands together trying to get some heat in them. I'm outside Damian Carlo's residence. I've been watching, rather spying on them hoping to get some useful information. I don't really care about the information. I just need something to hold off the bitch and take her mind off Felix. I've been here since last night. There was a flurry of activity last night and someone arrived. I recognized him as a doctor. It seems someone got hurt. Just hope it's not my Felix.
Suddenly the giant gates opened and a car drove out. I recognized the driver as Carlisle Ashton.
"He seems to be in a hurry" I mused. I ran to the bush where I hid my bike. I kicked it to start and began tailing him. I made sure to keep some distance so as not to be spotted.
Few minutes later he pulled up in front of a mansion. I parked few distance away and hid my bike. The gates opened and Carlisle drove in. I walked on foot yo survey the area. I had to be careful though. Surveillance cameras were lined at strategic position. Heavily armed guards stood, their gazes alert. All in all, it was heavily guarded. I was about to retreat when the door to the mansion opened and a man came out to greet Carlisle. My breath froze on my throat. Holy shit! It can't be! It's not possible!

Sorry for the delay. Who do you think he saw? I'll post twice a week. Till the next update. 😘