Chapter 112
By noon I was pacing the penthouse and waiting for 12:30 or earlier and the Buckinghams were never on time. Not in the late fashion but always early and knew they would be early when it came to us and our situation. The lunch was brought up at 12:03 pm and as the private Chef left in walked Maxwell heading straight for me. Sebastian was in front of me in seconds with Maxwell raising his hands. “I swear I’m not going to hurt her I just need to….” “You can do it from this distance if you want to talk to her” Sebastian said with a tone that did not faze me one bit. “Sebastian….. I’m good just give us a little room please” I asked of him knowing that I could handle Maxwell if I needed too. Sebastian stepped aside but did not step away more than a foot. Just enough room to let Maxwell reach out his hand hoping I would take it. I took it and pulled him my way moving quickly into a hug wanting the awkwardness to be over.
Maxwell sighed in relief as he wrapped his arms around me tightly and started to cry in my ear. “I’m sorry… really I am… I just have this pressure on me to be the best at everything. We both know that didn’t make me a man. I know I’ve hurt you and you’ve hurt me too in emotional ways and this latest thing is killing me…” “I’m sorry too and I forgive you for it all… now you just have to forgive yourself to fully be able to heal and stop being so angry. I have and now I’m able to breath better, more stronger than ever. I am finally unafraid of living life and not looking over my shoulder as much” I whispered when he stopped to clear his eyes from the tears. I stayed strong not wanting to shed a tear but felt the emotions inside. Just as Maxwell was feeling and expressing on the outside. I felt I had given him enough tears and emotions for a lifetime. I was tired of letting him get to me in that way.
Bradley, Michelle and my parents Ethan and Amelia just watched as their only children made up. That Maxwell had actually been so emotional and seemed sincere. “Ok good, now can we have lunch now?” “Yes, I agree with Michelle we have a flight at 2:30pm and have a list of things to get through with the two of you” my mother admitted and made me feel uneasy again. I let Maxwell go and headed for the table that was laid with food from sandwiches, salads, to fruit and even a smoothie machine. “Well like I told my parents I’m fine with a ceremony/funeral but I’ve not decided if I’m moving the girls bodies to the mausoleum. I told them this morning about what I wanted from them first and expect the same from the 3 of you. To just see the very private facility before rushing to judgement on me. I know it seems un-natural but for me it was something I chose. Because I of course never planned to ever, and I mean ever tell a soul about this. I did not have much of a choice though when my father went snooping into my private affairs. So, there that’s how it’s going to be. So once we get back home you are all welcome to come with us to see them. I finally just went over the weekend while my parents were away. So that I could first do it alone and have my private time with them before caving and telling people where they are” I said as I loaded my plate with everything from the table. Then sat at the bigger table that was for us.
Arguments happened but didn’t get out of control as we all listened to one another’s opinion. With Maxwell finally putting his foot down “HEY…. now look I am a little weirded out that my girls are in some type of cryogenic tank and that they were older than the 6-8 weeks that I was told when she lost them. However, with that said we all owe her to at least check the place out. After all she is the mother, but I should also get a say in the matter as I’m their father. I want to be a part of whatever happens. I also want to have rights in what happens to them so there that’s it. Now can we just get back on track of this friendship. I don’t just owe Mia an apology but all of you for doing what I’ve done that led us to having this very conversation. I’ve just been angry for so long from 1 thing to another. I’m actually more relieved than I thought I’d be now that we all have this out on the table.” I was happy that Maxwell was telling us all how he felt and being a man about it all. Even saying that it’s our decision as we were the parents.
Our parents looked at us for what seemed like forever without responding to what we had said at least not right away. “Well I guess there’s not much more for us parents to say and you are both right..” my father said first. “Oh yes there is plenty to say but your father is right. Son I’m happy to see that you are taking the right steps to become a better man. One day you’ll both get another chance to do this all right and be amazing parents” Bradley said. Our mothers had been a little more blunt. I could tell by their looks that all their dreams for us ever really being together was over. “Well Amelia looks like we can stop ever hoping that our babies will find happiness with one another.I blame myself for making my son feel the way he felt and stressing. To the point that he let things get out of control….” “Michelle…. His actions are his fault and his fault alone, you and Brad are great parents. Not to worry I blame myself for things too since my own daughter couldn’t tell me or her father that she was pregnant. Along with being hurt by the one person we thought we could count on to protect our princess” my mother said before leaving the table.
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