The Place of Love

Steve

The session went on. A few people had really happy stories, a few others had sad ones. There was one couple called Mr. and Mrs. Maxus and they were around their forty's and were married for 10 years.

While Mr. Maxus was an architect, his wife owned a salon. They both kept themselves busy in their own lives and had mutually decided to do so until they were ready to have a child.

But his wife didn't want a child anymore and their relationship now balanced on a sail boat which feared to topple. They spoke about how they met too and how their love was alive then. The only reason their love was decreasing was because they valued their career more.

The Master and Mistress listened to everyone carefully. They were very pleased with how everyone spoke the truth. "This session is going more truthfully than I thought. So my boyfriend and I will share our story too once everyone is done!" the Mistress said excitedly.

This made everyone eager and they wanted to finish the session soon. We would get to hear what got our Masters together but not before everyone was done. Everyone including the grey eyed boy. He made me more curious than ever.

As soon as it was his turn, he shifted in his seat like he felt too uncomfortable to share anything. His palms were curled into tight fists on his lap. To be honest to myself, I really wanted to know more about him. His deep eyes had something hidden in them and he looked keen on keeping it that way.

For more than a few minutes, he was quiet. He didn't say a word. Everyone's attention was turned to him now and I felt more intrigued. His eyes were closed and he opened them only to close them again as if he was in deep thought. I turned too take a look at everyone. They seemed to be more curious to hear someone as quiet as him say his story.

The Mistress looked at the Master worriedly. She couldn't comprehend whether to excuse him or not. When my eyes landed on Shane beside me, I couldn't tell what his expressions held. He was grinning, his eyes fixed at the boy ahead him. It looked like he knew way too well what was keeping him this secretive.

I turned to look at him again missing his eyes already. I felt bad for him. They couldn't possibly force someone to talk about their life if they don't want to. His face showed that he just didn't want to be here and wished the ground could swallow him up.

But he wouldn't say it out loud. I couldn't see that anymore. Right then, I looked at the Masters deciding to say something. My voice hardly came out and wasn't very audible but I tried.
"He doesn't look very comfortable, I think we should mo-" "My name is Steve Dawson." He started as if he knew what my sentence was and he wanted to prove me wrong. At least I knew his name now.

"I'm 24 and I own a construction company" everyone shared looks with each other before he continued "When I was six, my mom died. My dad confessed on killing her after which he was arrested for her murder"

Shocked gasps filled the earlier silent room. I didn't react. I just couldn't. I simply stared into his eyes and waited for his story to be followed by a happy ending. All this time he was looking down at his legs while speaking.

But I guess that was the most difficult part of his story because having told it, he now he looked up. His eyes landed on mine and remained there as if there was nobody around and he was telling only me about his life.

He looked at me like he wanted me to give him an assurance. Unknowingly, my lips curled into a smile after which he continued, "My dad has been in jail since then. I was sent to stay with my grandmother who took care of me until I finished my studies. I then decided to start my construction company and I successfully own one now." he finished still looking at me and taking a deep breath.

There was silence for a few minutes. We were still looking at each other. It was like he just needed me to look at him and that's what I did but before Shane touched the back of my hand forcing me to look at him instead. He just blankly smiled at me. Before I could look back at Steve, the Mistress broke the silence.

"That's great Steve and also everyone else! I hope you feel much more light and relieved. I'm so excited to tell you about our story!" she said totally looking excited. Her boyfriend gazed at her and smiled.

"Sure love.. you should tell them about our story" he said still ogling over her.

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Okay so finally I won't have to refer to him as 'grey eyed guy' because he now has a name!
Steve! What are your views on him??

Do vote! And I promise the chapters after this one are going to be bigger.

Loads of love!