Prince

Chapter 10

(Jam)

Jom and I decided to give our son the time that he needs. We heeded what Nicholo suggested to seek for further professional treatment. I immediately searched for the best psychiatric help, and I do not care about the price. I am willing to pay any amount if it is for the sake of my son.

It is almost 2pm, and still, Kelly hasn't left his room. I am getting worried, but I need to give him some space. I prepared a lunch set for him and carefully placed it on the floor outside his door.

'knock...Knock... knock...' I tried to call his attention but to no avail. "Kelly... I will leave your food here... Just eat when you feel hungry ok..." I said again but still only silence.

I wanted to open the door, but I held myself back. I slowly walked away but from time to time, checking if he had already taken the food. I looked at my watch, it's 6pm already, and he still hasn't touched the food. I am getting worried. He hasn't eaten all day now. I was about to go and get the master key to open the door when he opened it from inside.

He is massaging his head. I immediately went closer to him and asked if he is ok.

"I am ok, dad," his voice is a bit groggy. My gut tells me that he is not, so I asked him to sit down on the bar area chair.

I poured him a glass of water then asked him if he really is ok. He took a big gulp then looked at me. His face looks so pale, tired, and in pain, then he just answered me, "I'm ok, don't worry, Dad. This is just a simple headache." He stood up then slowly walked away

I wanted to hug and show him that it is ok to share as I am his father, but I might make him feel too constricted. I need to trust my son when say he is ok then he is ok. We will just be here behind him to support and help when he needs us.

There is no pain like a parent seeing your child suffer alone, but you cannot do something.

(KM)

When I opened my eyes, everything was dark, my head is throbbing, "What happened?" I asked my self. Slowly I sat myself down. I must have blacked out again. I slowly massaged my head and tried to remember what happened. Slowly I stood up and grabbed the remote for the room lights. I turned the light from dim, then bit by bit, I adjusted it to full power.

I carefully stood up and went out of my room. As I opened the door there, I saw a tray of food lying on the floor. Looking for the time, I looked at the clock and learned that it is no 6 in the evening. I felt my stomach rumble, then suddenly, daddy Jam came and asked me if I am ok. "I am ok, dad," I answered him, but he doesn't look convinced, so he grabbed my hand and ushered me to the bar area.

I know daddy very well now, and that look only tells me that he will try and pull every detail from me, so I need to get away fast. He was about to ask another question when butted in with, "I'm ok, don't worry, Dad. This is just a simple headache." then slowly, I stood up and walked away. I just gave daddy an "ok" sign to give him some peace of mind.

I am actually not ok. My vision is blurry and spinning. I just told daddy that I am ok to get him off of my back. The way that Nicholo guy asked me those questions triggered something in my memory. A memory that I never wanted. I grabbed the bread on the tray as I went back to my room. I don't have any appetite right now, so this will suffice. Slowly my eyes started to close on their own again. I feel so weak, and it feels like suppressing this memory is draining every ounce of energy in my body.

(Jam)

Kelly is lying again. I can't help myself but get worried. He is hiding something from us, and as much as I want to help him out, I can't do that unless he tells me everything. I was left standing on the bar area, zoning out, thinking about ways to approach my son.

"Hon, one scotch on the rocks, please..." His voice snapped me out of it. I looked to find my husband, Jom, in front of me. His smile is so light. I can't help but cry in front of him once more.

"You are becoming such a cry baby, my love..." he said, his voice is so soft while caressing my head. His scent is as calming as ever. Ever since we almost lost Kelly that that day I can't help but cry out all of my frustrations to Jom. I feel so incompetent as a father and as a husband. He has been carrying all the weight of this family, and I know it is not an easy job. Aside from that, Jom also takes responsibility as the marketing head of our company. I hugged him tight as I am lost about what to do with Kelly. He might have got what I feel since he just let me hug him, and then "I will try and talk to Kelly... so don't worry about our son, ok..." I looked at him and saw his angelic smile again. I feel like I am acting like a teenager once again. "So come on now, love it has been a long day at the company, so where is my scotch?" He asked again. I prepared what he asked, and just like the old times, we would just sit there and talk until god knows what time.

(Jom)

I had a long and busy day today. I went to the company since there was an emergency with launching our new product, so I immediately went after Nicholo and YuKi left. Everything was a mess. I can't believe that I cannot even leave these young ones to fend for themselves even for a day. I looked at everything and fixed what is supposed to be fixed. I never even felt the time pass. All I am thinking is to finish this and go home as fast as possible. I know Jam is still worried sick about Kelly. My priority right now is to be with him. I cannot afford to lose him during this crisis.

I drove back to find Jam standing by the bar area. His face is expressionless. He is overthinking again as usual. I sat down in front of him and then, "Hon, one scotch on the rocks, please..." I said, then he snapped out of his deep thinking. I smiled at him. He looks so handsome. Every time I see him, I can't help but fall over and over again. His tears started to run down, then he hugged me and buried his face onto my chest. I gently touched his head and tapped his back, trying to stop him fro crying. "You are becoming such a cry baby, my love..." I said. Jam kept his face buried then. "I will try and talk to Kelly... so don't worry about our son, ok..." while holding him close to me. I can't bear to see him cry. It hurts me inside to see two of the most important people in my life suffer. He looked at me with tears streaming down his face. My god, he looks like a kid asking for his lost candy. I tapped his back to calm him down and assure him that everything will be ok then "So come on now, love it has been a long day at the company, so where is my scotch?" I jokingly said. He immediately went back and poured me a drink, then we started talking until we felt tired of waiting for Kelly to come out of his room.

I am a bit drunk and feeling playful. I joked around him and teased the back of his ears while walking towards our room and then slowly whispered, "My love..." hugged him from behind and gently kissed the nape of his neck. I am in the mood for some love tonight, maybe because of the long and tiring events in our lives. That is why we forgot about ourselves. "Do you want me, my love?" I asked. I can feel his libido, but out of nowhere, he grabbed my hand and let go then said, "I love to, but I am tired..." I was left stunned on the way. What was that he has rejected me twice already. What happened to my Jam?