Facade

Chapter 67

Carlisle's pov

I took a deep breath trying to calm my raging emotions. Damian and Felix watched me closely, their gazes alert and serious. What I was about saying was probably the hardest thing I have ever had to say. I tried to think of an easy way to say this but let's be honest here. There's no easy way. How the fuck am I supposed to explain to the guys that Davis Lee who they thought was long dead is alive? Not just alive but has been under our noses all these while and I had no idea about it. They won't believe me. Felix will outright kill me. Damian might help him since Karen is involved. This is one big mess that I have no idea how to get out of.
"For fucks sake speak up and stop the suspense!" Damian snapped breaking the uncomfortable silence. I took a deep breath. Okay here goes nothing.
"There's something you guys must know" I started. Way to go Carlisle! You are doing really well! Not!
"What's that?" Felix asked softly, his voice unusually calm. Maybe there's hope. Maybe he won't be that mad at me. I still gotta tread carefully. You know, ease them into it. There's no harm in that. Like a switch was flipped, I began rambling.
"Before I tell you guys, I want you to know that I had no idea. I had no idea he was alive and had taken a false identity. I swear....."
"Who's alive? What are you talking about?" Felix voice cut me off. His tone was demanding and he looked as if he was talking to a crazy person. I probably sounded crazy to him. His voice registered in my jumbled brain and I realized that I had accidentally blurted it out. There goes the plan about easing him into it then. I felt disgusted with myself. I'm a mafia leader damn it, we don't ramble. I turned to Felix, meeting his stare head on.
"Davis is alive" I told him, my voice soft and oozing sympathy.
Felix arched a brow at me, his expression confused.
"What are you talking about? Which Davis?" Though he tried to hide it, I could hear the tremble in his voice. I placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Davis Lee, your biological father is alive" I replied. Felix's expression turned sore while Damian was just gaping at the scene.
I expected accusations. You know, the part where I desperately try to convince them I'm not lying nor joking around. It took me by surprise when Felix inquired softly.
"What gave you that idea?"
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
"It's not an idea. It's the truth. Your father really is alive" I reiterated. Then the accusations came. I was expecting it so it didn't really bother me.
"Carlisle you know very well that Davis is a soft spot for me. His death was a tragic event that I'll gladly not relive. But your words are forcing me to and I really do not appreciate it" Felix snapped at me. He shoved off his chair and made move to walk out when Damian pulled him back.
"Relax man. Let's listen to Carlisle. There must be a good explanation for this" Damian's voice was soothing. It seemed to do the trick as Felix stalked back to his chair and sat down. I took a deep breath and narrated everything. I left no stones unturned as I narrated the events of the past twenty years. At the end of my story, they were both wearing astonishing looks. Okay that doesn't sound right. Damian looked surprised while Felix looked downright pissed off. He should be, I would be pissed off in his place too.
Damian and I watched Felix carefully, tersely awaiting his reaction. I knew that Davis being alive was a good thing for him. I also think it's the fact that Davis has been hiding from everyone, especially him, that hurts the most.
Felix stood up abruptly. He turned to look at me for a second and I saw the unshed tears in his eyelids. Felix felt hurt and he was doing his damn best not to show it. I don't think his best wasn't enough.

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Felix's pov

My father is alive. My father is alive! Those were the thoughts ringing in my head. My father is alive, he didn't die in the bombing. If my father is alive, then there's a chance my mother is too. I'm supposed to feel happy, ecstatic, relieved. But I don't. Is it weird to say all I feel right now is hurt? Betrayed?
Davis knew his death would affect me so much yet he decided to keep quiet about being alive.
"Felix what are you thinking about?" Carlisle's voice interrupted my thoughts. I turned away from the magnificent view that failed to ease the pain in my heart and turned to him. He was watching me closely, as if he expected me to explode any moment soon. I don't blame him. I felt like a ticking time bomb. I regarded Damian and Carlisle closely. Over the period of time, I've grown to think of them as my brothers. We all had our secrets, our differences. But we were united by something stronger. Love. I'd gladly take a bullet for anyone of them if there's a need to. And I'm certain they'll do the same. I took a deep breath and voiced out my thoughts.
"Is it so wrong that I don't feel happy? That I feel hurt? I feel betrayed" my voice croaked at the end. I barely registered the tears that rolled down my face. Damian sighed and stood up. He walked over to me and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"It's alright to feel that way. It doesn't make you any less human that you are not happy about your father being alive. It would have been bad if you didn't feel anything at all. Since you feel something, it only shows that you are human" Damian's words were exactly what I needed to heal the pain in my hand. He patted my shoulder and went back to sit. I smiled weakly at him, grateful for his concern. I turned to Carlisle who was watching the whole scene. There was an understanding in his eyes that made me realize he knew exactly how I felt. Because he felt it too.
"When did you find out he was alive?" I shot the question at Carlisle.
"I knew he was alive all these while. I just didn't know he was Davis Lee. As long as I've known him, he has always been Pablo, Canadian cartel leader to me" Carlisle explained quietly. His honestly was transparent in his words but I could hear the underlying pain in it. He was hurt too.
I needed answers. I needed to know why. I think I'll go crazy without knowing his reasons.
"I want to see him. I need to see him" I told Carlisle. He nodded at me as if he was expecting me to say that.
"You can see him. But we need to deal with something more important first" Carlisle replied grimly. I frowned at him confused. What could be more important than this? Then he proceeded to say the words that brought fear to my knees.
"I think Helen knows Davis is alive"

Sorry for the delay! But hurray! I'm done with my exams so there'll be regular updates.😘