Chapter 91

***Dayle***

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I turn left and right and that's when I realize that I'm in my room. Holy Fuck. How did I get here anyway? I rub my face downwards.
Little by little, I start to recall that I had been with Chrissy last night, she's indeed a pacifier. I felt relieved speaking with her but it seems like once she isn't there I lose the only sanity have left. I grab my cell phone to know the time. It's twenty-five minutes past ten a.m, damn, I fucking overslept. I try to rise but I feel some level giddiness.
Staring at the notifications that are constantly popping up scares me right now, I also can't believe that I'm saying that. Just a careless tap on the notifications on Insta, I jam with a post.
<Is it true? @Sexgod got kidnapped??😳>
Another one catches my eye.
<Isn’t it suspicious that the TheoSiblings are concurrently falling ill? Was @ChrisHT and now @Sexgod?😏>
Then another one comes forth.
<True or False? Are the TheoSiblings seeing each other??? @StevieBadass & @QuteDemon better explain what that fuck-list meant!🙄It’s super demeaning to have Chrissy among. What’s happening?>
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Reading these posts would wreck me into pieces and so I better not face these things right now. I put my phone away as soon as I hear a knock on the door. Ms. Lena walks in with a tray—breakfast perhaps. When she places the tray next to me, I sight some medications as well.
“Morning baby, how are you today?” she sweetly asks and my words hang instead. I don't know how to react. Things are more different now. Am I to keep Vee in the picture or welcome Freya or rather replace them with Lena? I'm tied up. I hope she understands that I can’t just act sweetly as I should. She sits next to me taking my hand into hers. It's warm and strange, we don't often come this close.
“You are truly strong I must say! Son of your father!” she smiles sadly, I know that the means Owen.
“You mean Brandon or Owen?” I snap looking away. “I'm sorry I can't pretend like it's nothing, it's a problem to me.” I explain and she nods curtly.
“Well, I shouldn't have brought that up. It's my fault. My bad!” she says calmly. I nod lightly. “Please have breakfast, you've not had anything—”
“I'm not hungry!” I snap
“I'm worried. The doctor says you should before taking down the meds. I cooked it myself—”
“Ms... Ms. Lena, I'm... I'm not hungry. I'm fine! I want to be alone!” I tell her but she's not buying it. Still. When her lips part to speak I interrupt. “Can I be alone? I need it!” I add firmly. She nods agreeably.
“I'll see you later, Dayle!” she starts walking off, I know that she's not satisfied with my answer.
The door closes slowly and I sigh out, it is not that I'm relieved to something, I'm just confused.

*
Hours later, Nina comes into the room to inform me that I need to come downstairs. I had just taken a shower though.
I head downstairs after taking the whole time, I catch a glimpse of Dad, Ms. Lena, Dom and a man in suit. He's not someone I recognize. When they see me their eyes turn to me like someone who's taking the spotlight. A derailing spotlight.
Once I get to them, I stare at them blankly. I sit on the couch that is secluded from all of them except for Dom who's standing over us. No comment about him, he's always like that.
“How are you son,” Dad asks and I nod almost invisibly. “This is the doctor the laboratory, he's here with the result. Would you like to see for yourself?” Dad coldly asks and I shrug a shoulder. I'm not interested. I shouldn't be the one who is going to throw the bomb at myself, should I?
“Alright. I'll... I'll do it!
The doctor takes out the envelope from his briefcase, Dom takes it from him and inspects it before handing it over to Dad. The death stare that Dom is giving the man is alarming—to the man anyway. Dom does that to scare these fraudsters and believe me when I say that it works. Dom is a deadly terror shaped in human body.
Dad carefully opens the envelops and gently unfolds the paper. He looks into for a few seconds before raising his eyes to meet their curious gazes. I'm curious too.
“The result is... The result is...” Dad hooks with silence and rubs his head in frustration. I know what it means. It's positive. I don't need words to spell it out to me.
“Honey, say something!” Ms. Lena almost shrieks at him. He tosses the paper to the ground walking out on us—he’s headed in the direction of his study, Dom follows him, and so Bobby comes into view maintaining Dom’s position.
“Doctor, what's in the result? Wh—What does it say?” Ms. Lena asks the doctor. He bows his head and lifts it to respond.
“It's 99.9% positive, Mrs. Theodore!”
“NO!” she covers her mouth with both hands as tears starts streaming down her cheeks.
“I'm so sorry, ma'am!” he says to her and turns to me. “I'm so sorry, Mr. Dayle!” he says to me too. I lack what to think, I must have seen this coming because I'm somewhat not stupefied, I had been hoping that the story would change but I was totally wrong. Fucking wrong. I bury my face in my hands but it doesn't change the fact that I can hear their conversation. It's deteriorating.
“I suggest that your husband arranges with his attorney, it won't be an easy drive, Mrs. Theodore!” the doctor adds, if it were a doctor from Brandon or Freya’s side then I would assume that the result had been manipulated but no, Dad is legitimate, he deals with such matters legitimately. This can not be a quack doctor either.
“I'll discuss with my husband! Thanks a lot. We'll reach to you soon!” Ms. Lena tells him in an unsteady tone, he rises to leave after giving a affirmative light nod. He walks up to me and pats me on the shoulder.
“Be strong!” he tells me before leaving, another security guard escorts him out.
She continues sobbing.
As soon as I stand up to leave, Dad and Dom approach the living room. I halt standing in front of him.
“What's next?” I ask him almost yelling. I don't know if I'm right for questioning him anyway.
“Dayle, you are my son.”
“But you heard him, 99.9% positive—that’s a 100 if you ask me!” I blurt out, I feel the rage inside of me, it is peaking.
“No! You'll always remain my son, I'll fix things and I promise you that no one is taking you away. Mark my word!” he assures me firmly.
“You've said that a fucking million times but did it stop crazy Freya or fucking Brandon from becoming my parents? It didn't. Dad, there's nothing you can do anymore! Just accept it, okay?”
“Dayle, I got you—” his voice almost breaks but he's holding on. I'm trying as much as I can to be strong but neither of us can stop reality.
“Dayle, trust your father. We'll not let them take you,” Dom adds
“We won't!” Ms. Lens adds firmly
“Can everyone stop trying to make this look smooth or cool? It's not fucking cool. It's not helping at all.” I yell. “It's not helping! I just need to be alone, I need some time to think. Please.” I tell them all, they all look troubled. I start walking out of the building but I hear Dad instructing Dom to follow me.
“Owen no, he needs time alone.” Ms. Lena says
“I agree with Madam Lena, sir!” Dom adds, the rest of the conversation fades. It's incomprehensible to decrypt.

When I reach the parking space, I lay my hand on the first car I see. It's a black Mercedes Benz. When the chauffeur tries to explain that he can't let me go on my own I hear someone instruct from a short distance.
“Let him go, Sir Owen’s orders.”
It's Dom. We lock eyes for a only a second yet I can tell that there is no form of revolt from the both of us. The chauffeur hands the key to me.
“Be safe, sir!” he adds before I zoom out of the premises without stop.
As smooth as everyone is acting only means that they care for me but it doesn't change the fact that things aren’t the same anymore. I'm no longer the same, I can't place my hand on what I should refer myself to, Am I a Theodore or a Brandon or whatever?
I can guess how bad Dad feels already, we both are not in a good state of mind.
Like, we've always known each other through the smoothest and rocky roads together.
Things aren’t the same from the start of the semester and it's extending to this moment. I have a lot of things to deal with, truths that I have to confess, and confessions that I have to make but how do I start?