Facade

Chapter 68

Felix's pov

"I think Helen knows Davis is alive"
The words hit me like an hurricane.
"What!?" I choked out unable to believe I heard correctly. Please let it be some sort of sick joke, I begged inwardly. My heart shattered into a million pieces when Carlisle shook his head grimly at me. I already knew what to expect but it still sent a whole wave of fear round my body when Carlisle confirmed the words out loud.
"I'm almost certain Helen knows about Davis"
A gasp slid past my lips before I could stop it. I was very close to having a panic attack. And I don't usually have panic attack. Heck! I've never had a panic attack. So what's wrong with me? The worst part of this whole shit was that no matter how much I tried, I couldn't seem to stop the panic from creeping in. I was trained to be calm, rational and logical in extreme situations. But right now, all my trainings seem to be non-existent. Fuck that, my heart seems to have vanished. I mean, how much heartbreak can someone go through in a lifetime?
I barely registered Damian's arms around me. I could see Carlisle's lips moving but I had no idea what he was saying. I felt like an empty shell of myself.
Then Carlisle's words registered.
"I'm almost certain Helen knows about Davis"
Almost! It was hardly noticeable but it was there. I could feel it. That little glimmer of hope. It wasn't much but it was enough to give me the strength to stand. I clung to the little hope like a piece of blanket in a snow storm. Damian seemed to register it too 'cause he asked
"Wait a minute, you said almost?" I turned to Carlisle, not giving him a chance to reply Damian.
"Does it mean you are not exactly certain?" I worked to keep my voice from quivering but it was a like fighting a lost battle. Carlisle sighed, running his fingers through his hair. He looked tired.
"I don't have an evidence to prove it. But I have my reasons for assuming"  His voice was laced with conviction. Carlisle really believed Helen knows about Davis. Carlisle isn't someone to joke around. If he says he has his reasons, then they must be darn good reasons.
I turned to look at Damian and he was staring at me. I could see his thoughts were aligned with mine.
"What are your reasons?" Damian asked. I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. I was curious to know Carlisle's reply. Carlisle stood up and left the study. He came back few seconds later with a computer tablet. He fiddled around the buttons, clicking a few things.
"I caught him snooping around the mansion Davis stays. But he escaped before I could get to him" Carlisle explained as he handed the tablet over to Damian. I leaned forward to look over Damian's shoulder. On the screen of the tablet was a video. Damian glanced over at me. I could see the question on his face.
What the hell?
Damian clicked on the icon, playing the video. We watched silently as the spy moved around. His movements were confident. There was no mistake about it. He was a professional. Something about him caught my eye and I snatched the tablet from Damian.
"What - - -"
"Give me a second" I cut off whatever Damian wanted to say. I rewind the video then paused it when I caught a glimpse of the spy's face. My breath caught in my throat. No! It can't be! It's not possible.
I kept on repeating it in my head like a mantra. My fingers weren't steady as I reached to enhance the image.
I gasped out loud, drawing the guys attention. Different emotions ran through me but betrayal was the worst. It sat on my heart like an heavy rock. I didn't notice when the tears spilled from my eyelids.
Perhaps there's a mistake, perhaps there's a misunderstanding. But there's not. The evidence is glary. I never mentioned anything about my line of work or my father to Drew. I was always careful to not let anything slip. Whenever he asks, I always brush it off. So how in blue blazes did Drew find out about Davis?
"You okay?" Carlisle's voice break me away from my thoughts. I looked up to see him and Damian staring at me, worry prominent on their gorgeous faces. Shit! The tears must have alarmed them. I was hoping to have a little bit of time to find out what the hell is going on with Drew before telling the guys. Heck I never even told them I was seeing someone. I wanted to but something kept holding me back. Now I know what it was. Instincts. My instincts warned me about him but i was so sexually deprived that I ignored all voices of reasoning. I got my sex. I got my pleasure. But at what cost? Betrayal!
The word shot through me like bullet accompanied with the pain. I gritted my teeth, focusing all my energy into ignoring the pain. I felt a little bit of relief.
The guys were still watching me with concern. I sighed. I guess it's time to spill the beans.
"I know him" I whispered, my voice sounded gruff even to me. Damian stared at me for a moment.
"You know who?" He asked, enunciating each word. My throat was on fire, my chest felt constricted. What the hell? What's happening to me? I battled for a couple of seconds before realizing I forgot to breathe. Dump Felix, I mocked. I turned to the guys who were watching me with expectant expressions. I might as well rip the band-aid off.
"I know the spy. Or I thought I knew the spy. I guess I really didn't" I muttered the last part to myself. Carlisle and Damian looked at each other before turning back to me.
"You know him?" Carlisle asked. I nodded in reply. I wasn't sure I could talk without choking up.
"How?" Damian inquired. Shit! I should have expected that. Okay time to let it all out. I took a deep breath.
"He was my boyfriend"

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Damian's pov

It seems today is the day of discovery and confessions. I was still reeling from the bomb Carlisle dropped on us earlier, now Felix has added another one. I didn't know he was in a relationship. Heck I didn't know he was gay. But now his reaction to the surveillance video makes sense. He was hurt and in my opinion, had every fucking right to be.
"How long have you guys been together?" Carlisle voiced out my thoughts.
"A while" was all Felix replied. I guess he's feeling to hurt to talk about it. I sent Carlisle a look that told him to back off. Felix needed space and as his friends, it's our duty to ensure he has it.
"So what do we do now?" I asked. We needed to plan a course of action.
"Nothing" Felix replied grimly. Carlisle and I frowned at each other. We all knew how important it was to have a plan.
"What?!" Carlisle snapped. Felix exhaled tiredly.
"I mean you guys won't do anything. Leave everything to me." Felix stated. I didn't like the idea one bit. And it seems I'm not the only one.
"And what do you intend doing?" Carlisle asked, his tone suspicious. I also had an idea of Felix's intentions but I wanted to confirm before making any remarks.
"I'll intend to confront Drew. I want to know why. I want to know if it was all a lie. If everything was a lie" Felix snarled. Carlisle turned to me, alarm on his features. Oh shit! Felix isn't thinking straight. If this Drew was really a spy for Helen, then confronting him was a really bad idea.
"Erm why don't we think about it before doing anything? We don't wanna make rash decisions" Carlisle tried reasoning. I nodded in agreement. Felix shook his head and exploded out of his seat. He was breathing heavily, his eyes blazing with hurt and anger.
"No" Felix snarled. "I need a goddamn explanation"
I shot up from my chair. Felix needed to calm down before making any decisions. I laid a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"I know and you'll get it. But think about it for a second. If this Drew is working with Helen then confronting him is a bad idea. It might be a trap for you. You know how badly Helen wants you"
My words seemed to have an effect on Felix. He relaxed and sat back down.
"I think there's a way we can use this to our advantage" Carlisle smirked.

I feel inspired. Anyway here's an update. I'll post another chapter this week. 😘