One More Chance To Hold You

-CHAPTER 13-

Ian's POV

I was interrupted by a little kid running towards us screaming...mom? Where was his mom and how did he even get in Kiara's house?

"Where did you come from kid? Where's your parent-"but before I could finish asking the question to the kid, who by the way was totally unaware that I was in the room, came running towards us and jumped into Kiara's arms...?

"I missed you so much, mom! I missed you a lot!" he exclaimed as he hung onto Kiara. Wait Kiara was his fucking mom!?!? THAT KID WAS HER'S?

I stood there in shock as I watched her hug him tightly as she said she missed him too. I felt a knife stab me in my heart. A million fucking times.

"Weren't you supposed to come 3 weeks after? You could've called me and told me you were coming early, I'd have come to pick you up," she asked him after they finally broke the hug, wiping away her tears from earlier.

"Yess but my school got over early plus Doc Amara said it was fine if I travelled! So, Auntie Clara let me come. We didn't tell you because I wanted it to be a surprise!" The little boy jumped in excitement.

"Aw baby, I did love the surprise- "she paused and looked at me realising I was still standing there. Hurt. But she didn't notice that I was.

"Ian this is my son, Adrian. Addy this is..uh Ian Parker, my business partner." She said with a weak smile. I looked over at the kid.

"Hi, Mr Parker, it's nice to meet you." He said putting a hand forward for me to shake.

"Hey, Adrian. Please, call me Ian." I shook his hand. Only then did I take a proper look at him. He had dark brown hair, deep blue eyes that glowed like Kiara's did when she was excited. And he was confident.

"How old are you Adrian?" not able to keep me from asking the question, I waited for his response. Deep done I wished he were my kid. I don't know why, but I did.

"I'm 4 years old, but I'm turning five next month, so I am pretty much a big boy. A man, you could say."

I could hear him and Kiara laughing at what he had said. But I couldn't care less. It felt like someone had shot me right between my eyes. I blamed myself for leaving her back then, but now I blamed myself that he wasn't my kid. After all these years I thought Kiara would've waited for me. I was fucking stupid. Why would she wait? After all, all I did was hurt her. I saw how her eyes glowed with happiness and love for Adrian, and I was mad at myself that I wasn't the reason for her happiness anymore. I could feel my eyes sting.

"Hey baby, why don't you wait in the living room? I'll be right there." She said kissing him on his forehead. He giggled before leaving.

She looked at me with eyes that were now red and filled with pain. I just stood there looking at what I had just lost.

"Ian you should go.."

"Won't you let me at least tell you why I left!? I thought you wanted to know" I shouted in a whisper. I didn't want Adrian hearing.

"I did Ian, but that was 6 years ago. You didn't care back then to tell me, why to bother now?" she said now on the verge of crying again.

"Because Kiara! I'm sorry for what all I did. Please I just want you to- "
"Ian I said leave!" She shouted as she pointed towards the door. I looked at her with pleading eyes, but she moved her gaze to the floor.

Before I reached the door I heard Adrian calling my name. "Ian you almost forgot your bag. Here." He said handing my bag. I smiled and took it as I looked over to Kiara hoping she'd ask me to stay and give me chance to explain, but she didn't. I should've known that she wouldn't. I left and made my way home. I was filled with anger, guilt and hurt. Tears soon started to fall down my face. One more night from the past 4 years where I drank myself to sleep.