Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

GORDON’S P. O. V

I walk inside my room, feeling mad at myself for being a dick. She’s just worried about the poor boy and I’m reacting like a gull.

I kick the door closed and drag my feet towards my bed. I plunge onto the bed and face-palm myself.

“I hope she doesn’t have the wrong idea.” I sigh and roll under the duvet.

I close my eyes to sleep but I couldn’t sleep, I feel restless and I know what’s happening.

“Today is Saturday,” I screamed and jumped off the bed like someone that is being chased.

I rush to my study furniture and grab my mini jotter.

I pick it up and flip through the pages.

“It’s today!” I exclaimed with my hands pressed to my mouth.

My eyes dilate on their own and I feel my head become heavy. I grab my head with both palms and I squeeze my eyes in pain.

“Ahhhh!” I moaned in pain, panting heavily as I begin to recall the memories that I never wish to remember.

Flashback

“Alfred, where are we?” Selena asks as I open the door to the cabin, after looking left and right to see if anyone is gazing from any angle.

The cabin is located in the middle of nowhere, yet I feel like we’re being tailed.

“Shh! Don’t talk.” I press my index finger against her lips, her body tenses at my actions and I squeeze her shoulder lightly.

I close the dusty door behind my back and I lock it with the padlock.

“Babe, are you okay?” I ask, walking her to the two-seater couch inside the insignificant living room.

She takes her seat on the couch and I plunges beside her on the couch.

I move my hand to her bump and I cares her tummy with my right hand.

“Alfred, I’m scared.” Selena cried out. She moves her hands to my face and stroke my cheeks with her hands.

She’s still scared from what happened earlier and she’s yet to feed me about it.

I remove my hand from her baby bump and I sigh sadly.

“Calm down babe, calm down,” I say, I move my hand to her back and pat her lightly, trying to calm her down.

“Alfred, let’s run away,” Selena suggested and I scoffs slightly.

“Where would we run to?” I run my hands on my head, pulling my hair in frustration.

“There’s nowhere we can go, they’ll find us.” I groan and she moves on the couch.

Selena sniffs and I move my gaze to stare at her, there, tears are rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably.

“I think I’ll turn myself in,” Selena mumbled and I sprang up to my feet.

‘Why would she turn herself in when I told her to give me some time to think it over?’ I yelled inwardly.

“That’s it, I’ve had enough of your rants,” I scream at her, and I watch her clutches tight at her dress. Fondling with her fingers.

“I won’t let you do anything stupid, not on my watch.” I stride toward the exit and locked the door from outside.

I hear a ruffle sounds from the inside, follow by a reckless bang on the door.

“Selena, go back in there, don’t come out until you see my call. If you see my calls take the route at the backdoor and you’ll see a black car by the lake. Once you’re inside the car, you’ll see a jotter on the passenger seat, take it and after flipping through the pages you’ll see an address there. Drive without looking back, and go away from this society that doesn’t want us together. Live your life without me. But please take care of our son.” I blurted out and I hear soft cries from inside.

I shut my lid and tears flow down my cheeks like a waterfall.

‘I shouldn’t let my emotion get over me. I need to buy her time. I need to clear the road for her if I want her to get out of here safely.’ I summon enough courage and left the door.

I’d only taken a few steps away from the cabin when I hears an exploding sound.

“Selena” I yell, trying to run towards the cabin but I felt a fierce hold on my shoulders, pushing me to my knees.

I felt a needle poke in my flesh and I drop dead to the floor.

Present

“Selena!” I screamed to reality as a ball of tears formed on my forehead.

The Air conditioner in my room is turned on, working according to the weather and I hitch my jaw, not knowing what to do with myself on this day.

“It’s only a few minutes to midnight and the illusions will come anytime soon.” I groan and slide my feet inside the flip-flop that’s placed below my feet.

“I need to get out of here.” I snap my fingers. Confused about where I would possibly go so that I won’t face the dilemma.

Thought of someone flashed through my mind and I gasped.

“Melanie!” I pulled my hair, feeling confused as to why she would be the only option.

‘But your hallucinations stopped when she was with you in the kitchen, the other time.’ my subconscious yells at me and I nodes in affirmation.

“Yes, Melanie it is.” I rush out of my room without bothering to lock the door.

It’s just us three, no one would dare enter my room behind my back to steal my stuff.

I run down the hallway and take the route that leads to her room.

Seeing her room from afar, I stop to rethink what I’m about to do.

“What if I lose my mind again and try to hurt her, will I be able to live with the guilt?” I sigh and clench my fist in grief.

“No, I won’t lose my mind. I need her more than anyone.” I drag my feet towards her room and I place a light knock on the door.

I wait for about five seconds and when I didn’t get any response, I lift my hand back on the door and place another knock on it.

Just when I’m about to knock once more, I hear the clicking of footsteps on the floor and the door flung open seconds later.

“What do you want?” The faint voice of Melanie asks, almost in a whisper.

“Can I sleep in your room for tonight?” I plead without realising and she let out a gasp.

“Why would you want to sleep here in the same room with me?” she asks, with her eyes popped open.

“Melanie…” I call out her name and try walking closer to her but she stops me with a raise of her finger.

“I can’t let you in here unless you give me a reason why I should allow a grown-up man in my room by this time of the night.” She warned and I grabs her wrist, pushing her inside the room.

I locked the door behind us, panting heavily and I bet she could tell what my heartbeat sounds like.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“What do you want?” she manages to ask.

I grab her by her wrist and I pull her towards the bed. I make her settle on the bed and I squat in front of her.

“Please listen to me, on this day, a dreadful incident happened 14 years ago, which hunt me every year.” I paused, not knowing precisely how to start my explanation.

I stare at the face of the woman in front of me, her face braced no expression which gives me the confidence to further with my explanation.

“The incident is not what I want to forget, but It haunts me every day like this, but today is the exact day that the incident occurred and if I’m alone, I’ll start seeing the dead and I would be running mad if no one stops it.” I grabbed her hands and I watch her eyes dilate in shock.

“What are you talking about?” she still asks, not being able to put what I said, together.

I mean, it is hard to understand since I don’t know how to explain it.

“I want you to put me to bed, pat my back and mumble the words that’ll make me fall asleep, to my ears,” I say, squeezing the back of her palms lightly and she forcefully releases her hands from my grips.

“I… I don’t understand you. How did you think I can do that?” she scoffs and I stand up on my feet.

“Because I believe you could.” I smile sadly at her and she moves on the bed, feeling uncomfortable around me.

“You’ve once stopped my hallucinations. That day in the kitchen, you saved me from going deep into my hallucinations and I believe you can do it again, today.” I assure her.

I take my seat beside her on the bed, and she moves back in shock.

“Please don’t run away from me,” I beg her and I didn’t know when a tear dropped from my left eye.

I stare at her, she has her gaze glued to the floor and I sigh in total understanding.

“Thank you. I get you don’t want to help me and I won’t force you to go against your will. I won’t force you to help me. I know you don’t care about what happened to me, because you’re not the one that put me in this situation.” I mumble and turn around to leave when I felt a palm tug at my wrist and pull me back.

She stands up from the bed and pulls me to herself. She hugs me tightly to her body and mumbles into my ear.

“I’ll help you!” she blurts out and I unconsciously move my hands to her waist.

“Really?” I ask and she nods in reply.

What I did next left both of us in shock and we both moves back in surprise.

“Did you just kiss me?” she asks and I tremble on my feet.