Facade

Chapter 65

Carlisle's pov

I drove around for a while with my mind racing with thoughts. Did I overreact? Was I right in lashing out on Pablo? It's not as if he betrayed me. He just kept a secret. And telling me the secret now means he fully trusts me. Now that I think about it, if he really is Davis Lee like he claimed then he really was married to Helen.
I cursed inwardly as the reality hit me. Marriage with Helen has got to be hell. He's Karen's father. No wonder he kept his identity a secret. If Helen had found out Pablo was the capon of Canadian mafia, she'd have used him. Heck she'd use him then destroy him. No wonder Pablo was so cautious. I grimaced when i thought back to the scene earlier. Shit! I said some pretty awful words to him that were painful and uncalled for. He's been like a father to me. He didn't deserve all those things I said to him. I gotta make things right.
Guilt crept up my throat till I could barely breathe. I executed a U-turn swiftly and speed down to the mansion. As I executed a turn into the street, I had an odd feeling. Like I was being watched. For a normal person, it's nothing to worry about. But for someone like me, who has had to watch my back for so long that it's practically a part of me, it's a cause for alarm. I pulled the car few meters away from the mansion and stepped out. I looked around discreetly, trying to find something weird.
The rustle of leaves from a nearby bush caught my attention. At first I thought it was an animal but on closer look, I realized it was actually a person. A man with binoculars spying at the mansion. I reached into the car and pulled out the gun I usually kept for emergencies like this. By the time I turned back to look at the bush, the spy was already on his bike. Apparently the bike was also hidden in the bush and I didn't notice it. I must be slacking. The spy sped off. I stared at its retreating image while debating with myself if I should go after him. I refuted the idea almost immediately. Who knows if it's just a trap to lure me out? No way.
I got into the car and drove into the mansion. I pulled the car into the driveway, ignoring the garage and walked into the mansion. I walked straight to the study where i left Pablo, nodding to greetings from maids as I passed.
I met him standing at the balcony, hands in his pockets. He looked dejected and lonely. The guilt intensified, threatening to choke me up. I could already feel the rift forming between us and I hated it. I hated myself for letting that happen. I needed to fix. Fast!
"Pablo, I'm so sorry" I blurted the first thing that came to mind. Pablo sighed and turned around to look at me. There were tears stains on his cheek. The light glistened off more tears gathered at his eyelids, threatening to pour down any second. I've never seen him so broken, so weak. I did that to him. I broke him. And it killed me to know that.
I took a step forward and breathe in deeply. I needed to fix this and I had no idea how to do that.
"Please whatever God is out there, I need your help to make things right" I prayed inwardly.
"I'm really sorry for the way I reacted. I know I overreacted but what was I supposed to do?" I felt the need to sort of defend myself somehow. My brain was screaming for me to shut the f**k up before I make things worse. But my mouth kept on streaming the words. It's as if they were coming out of a deep part of me. No matter how much I willed my lips to shut up, the kept on pouring the words out.
"You can blame me for reacting like that after you dropped a bomb on me. I mean, I thought I knew everything about you but now it turns out I know nothing. I used to feel so comfortable around you. You were like my father. Now I can't help but feel you are a total stranger" My voice dropped an octave, my face reflecting the emotion I felt. It was then I realized that I wasn't angry at Pablo for not telling me. I was angry at myself for letting that one little omission affect me so much. That despite all my preparation, I was still too weak to building a wall around my heart. I opened it for someone and got hurt again.

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Damian's pov

I collapsed on the couch exhausted. Mia sat a few feet away from me alternating between crying to cursing Carlisle out. God helps his poor soul when she finally gets her hands on him. I wouldn't pray to be in his shoes right now. I knew something was wrong with Carlisle's sudden disappearance. What gave me the confidence from going crazy is the fact that I knew for a certain that if anyone could take care of himself then it's Carlisle. That was the only thing holding me away from going crazy.
"Where the fuck could he be?" Mia exploded out of her chair and resumed pacing. I wasn't worried though. She's been doing that for the past hour. My cell phone dinged alerting me to a new message. I pulled it out to see it was from Carlisle. I frowned confused. Why would he text me when he could just text Mia to calm her down? I mean, he has to know she's worried sick.
"Get rid of Mia.. I'm on my way. We need to talk" it read. Get rid of Mia? How the fuck am I supposed to do that? With the way Mia is feeling right now, not even a bulldozer can calm her down. Wait a minute, Karen. I stood up and walked out of the study. I headed straight to Karen's room where she was resting. She has been complaining of headache for the past few days and I finally got her to see the doctor. Apparently she needs lots of rest. I really didn't want to disturb her but this was an emergency. I needed her help.

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Karen's pov

Damian woke me up from a much needed rest claiming there was an emergency. I almost killed him but then I remembered I love the idiot. So I had to hear what he had to say. After listening to him, I'd say he was right to wake me up. I could imagine what Mia's going through right now. I don't know what I'd do if I thought for a second that I lost Damian. I don't really know why he wants me to get Mia out of the way, I don't believe that cock and bull story about her needing rest, I had to help him after he pleaded. And promised me chocolates. Don't look at me like that, a little bribery doesn't hurt anyone.
Anyway hear I am heading to the study with a cup of coffee and a little something in it to help Mia sleep. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
"Hear dear, take this. It'll keep you awake while we wait for Carlisle's return" I told her keeping my voice light. Mia turned to me, tears gathered at her eyelids threatening to spill any second.
"Will he? Will he really come back to me?" Mia asked, her lips whimpering.
I nodded at her, quite confident of my answer.
"Yes he will. He must" I assured her. I watched her drink the entire cup. Few minutes later, her eyes began to drop and she soon fell asleep on the couch. I tip toe quietly out of the study and called Damian.
"She's asleep. Let's get her to her room" I whispered to him. Damian nodded and gathered Mia into his arms.
"Carlisle better have a good explanation for causing my sister this much pain" Damian muttered under his breath.

Sorry for the delay. I had exams. I'm not done yet but I had some time for myself so I decided to use it to write