History

Chapter Four

~Sang's POV~

It's been six months since Sean asked to see me outside of the work environment. It took a lot of convincing on his part, but I decided to take a chance and give it a shot. I'm so glad that I did. He has been nothing short of wonderful, not only to me, but to Jameson as well. He doesn't treat him any differently. It's almost as if Jameson is his own son. Sometimes when they interact together, I feel moisture gathering in my eyes and I have to walk away to get myself under control.

Today is a big day for us, our relationship. He's bringing me to meet his brothers. We've had several conversations about the Academy, his family, and what they mean to him. I can see how much love he has for his family of choice. It's the same way I feel about the people who adopted me and the organization that made it all possible. I owe them everything. Sean feels the same way. It's nice to share a similar past with someone. I never thought I'd be able to have such deep conversations about the things that happened to me before the Academy, Kota to be specific, pulled me out.

Occasionally when we have these chats, my mind wanders off to Kota. Of what he is doing and if he ever thinks about me. Sean never pushes for more, but I know he is disappointed whenever I don't reveal what made me get that far off look. I don't want him to think that I'm not happy with him and I feel that's what would happen. That I wish I had a future with Kota. While I wish things had turned out differently for me and Kota, I can't change my past. But I also can't wallow in my own self-pity. When I made the decision to move on, I meant it. I'd want the same for Kota. For him to be happy. There is no use crying over things out of my control. I've finally forgiven the Academy for keeping us apart, knowing that they were just doing what they thought were best. Even if I disagreed with them.

It took a while for me to listen to those of authority in the Academy. I don't think I would ever be able to fully trust the council, knowing it was their decision to pull me from Kota and his family. My adoptive parents were actually the ones to have me give the Academy a chance. Not only are they a part of it, but they've introduced me to several members that I've gotten along with well. Also, knowing Kota was a member gave me hope. Hope that one day we might stumble upon one another. I had no idea what I would do if that day ever came, but it was something I wanted. For myself. For Jameson. The council had explained their reasoning behind their hasty decision and while I didn't necessarily agree with their method, I understood. There would come a day that they would reap what they sowed due to karma, but I wasn't holding my breath. The least I could do for myself and my son was live our life without regrets or holding a grudge. It wasn't healthy for either of us.

Coming out of my tangent musings, I smooth down the white summer dress I decided to wear. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Jameson fidgeting with the knot in his tie. I know how hard today will be for him, so I let him wear his custom made suit. It's like his own personal security blanket and I couldn't bear to deny him when I saw him pacing in his room this morning.

Squeezing his fingers in reassurance, I keep hold of his hand while grasping Sean's with my free one. I need the safety I feel from both of them before facing off with this large group of boys. The way that Sean has described them to me, I don't understand how such diverse guys can be friends, especially for as long as they have been. Before we reach the door, Sean halts by the steps placing both hands on my shoulders.

"They will love you Sang. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. The same for Jameson. They will love you because I care about you. It's going to be fine."

He places a sweet, light kiss on my forehead before crouching down to Jameson's level. Placing his hands on his shoulders, similar to the way he did mine, he gives another little pep talk.

"Little man, look at me." Jameson raises his head so he is eye level with Sean. My hand covers my mouth to keep back the emotion I feel trying to take over when I see the worry in my son's eyes. He wants these boys to like him so much because they are Sean's family.