Past calls upon
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"Thank you god" he sighed in relief. "But then where were you till now?" he asked. She shook her head. "I.. I d..don't.." she started, when they heard footsteps.
"Hide, in there" he pointed to the closet and she slid the door open before climbing in. Just as the door slid close, the room door flew open.
"Master George, here you go. For your hangover" said Henry and placed the juice on the table.
"T..Thanks. But is something wrong or different. Or.. You know.. Anyone?" he was trying to ask.
"We saw a girl yesterday night who pounced on you and started screaming. I could see it and I switched on the lights and everyone came running down. She then went away" he said, not mentioning about the punch.
"Went away?" he asked. "Yes. Upstairs. She must still be in the house" he said and walked out. "You pounced on me?!" George whispered as she climbed out.
"No! Why would I?! I have no interest for piggy back rides anymore" she hissed. "Anyway, I'm leaving" she said. "My head stings" she cursed.
"If I ever fall in trouble because of you both, ever again, I'll be the one to tell your brother not to let you guys marry, get it?!" she hissed and walked out.
She sneaked past his room and looked down the stairs. No one. Perfect. She raced down the stairs and out of the house.
"Hey!! Who are you?!" yelled her favourite belly man. She blew him kiss and ran out, laughing. Just as she sat in the cab, her head started pounding.
She clutched her head and cried in pain. She barely managed to get into her apartment and collapsed on the bed.
"Aria?" Gwen murmured. "Sleep" she groaned and both fell asleep. Thomas woke up to an empty bed and frowned.
He went down after checking the bathroom. "Where is she?" he groaned and Henry shook his head. "I haven't seen her" he said.
"Sir, a lady was in the house, she ran away" came in the panting security guard.
"When?" Thomas growled. "Just now sire" he said and Thomas muttered a curse before sprinting to the gates. Empty, no one.
He groaned in frustration and shook his head. He shouldn't have slept so late. He looked at a few women ogling him and he frowned.
Tracing their eyes, he looked down to find him only in sweatpants. He shook his head, chuckling, making the ladies shriek and giggle.
He winked before walking in and a girl shrieked. "He winked at me" he heard a shriek. "Nope, not at you. It was me he winked at" argued another.
He chuckled again and walked into the house. "George, are you okay?" he asked and George shook his head.
"Sorry for punching you, I misunderstood the situation" he said. "What situation?" George asked. Thomas sighed and sat down.
He flipped through the newspaper as George was sucking on a lemon.
"I met a girl yesterday, at the bar, who asked me for help. Even before I knew what was happening, she sat in the car. She was very drunk and threw up in my car" he lied effortlessly and George shook his head laughing.
"She didn't remember her address, so I brought her here, but then you came, very late might I add" he looked at George who looked away.
"She thought you were a burglar and launched at you, you pushed her off and shut her mouth as soon as she started screaming" he said, George nodded, trying to understand.
"That's when I saw you and misunderstood. I punched you and as you were so clearly drunk, you passed out" he stressed on drunk.
"Oh" George said. "And where is she now?" he asked. "Don't know, Mr. Roof saw her run away" Thomas shrugged.
George pinched himself hard, not to laugh. Poor Aria, she was terrified. "I'll see you later Thomas" said George getting up.
"Where were you last night, George? You clearly weren't in the club we went to" he said, looking up from the newspaper.
"I met a friend and yeah.. we went out" George said. "And you didn't think it was important to at least inform me?" he stood up.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think that through" he said and walked away. Thomas had actually forgotten about George when she was next to him.
He had to find her, he wanted to. He sighed as he sat down, her actions playing in his head. The way she had danced, kissed his cheek, blushed and ordered.
He had never felt so alive lately. He wanted to find her soon. He shook his head and got dressed to leave to office.
Days quickly passed and he still had no clue of she was. When he had her name searched up, there were a lot of Aria Peters.
He groaned and kicked the table in frustration, hurting his right foot. "Damn it!!" he cursed and a knock was heard.
He sat down and tried not to show the pain his leg was going through. "Sir, Mr. Lucas King wants to meet you" she said.
He nodded and looked around the room, it was in a good condition. "Hello father" he smiled, standing up.
"Hello to you too busy man" he smiled. He looked an older version of Thomas. "What would you like to have?" Thomas asked.
"A proper conversation" replied Lucas as he sat down. "Would you like coffee or tea perhaps?" he asked again, making himself clear.
"Coffee would do" said Lucas and he nodded. "Ms. Hall, two coffees up here" he said into the intercom.
"How are you and mother?" he asked. "She is not well, son. She wants to meet you and George. Why don't you come back?" he asked.
"No father. We are quite busy" he said. "Busy?! You can't spare time to meet your parents?" Lucas asked, anger boiling.
"What are you doing here?!" spat George as he barged in. "I could hear you down the corridor" he looked at his father.
"George, come and sit down" Lucas said. "Oh I will, but you're going out of the building this very minute" he spat.
"George, that's fine, just let him be. Sit down" Thomas said. "Are you out of your mind Thomas?!" roared George.
"George" Thomas got up and shoulder hugged him. "It's cool, let's converse. We'll listen what he has to say" said Thomas and George glared at his father.
"He threw us out Thomas. He disowned us, don't you remember?!" he barked as he sat on the armchair.
"You were sixteen and I was thirteen, Thomas!! He left us on the streets. Now he decides to show up after eight years?!" he roared.
"George. Calm down. We will listen to what he has to say" said Thomas and George chuckled bitterly. "Please go ahead. Tell us why you dared to come here?" he asked.
Thomas sighed before sitting next to George. "Your mother isn't very well. She wishes to see her sons" Lucas said.
"Just come this once. One weekend is all I ask. It wasn't her fault, at all" he said.
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She turned to go but only to find Thomas locking the door.
She let out a small yelp, dropping the phone. Her breathing wasn't normal at all.
She slowly picked up the phone and moved towards the door, with him standing against the door.
"I.. I need to g..give this to.. G..George" she stuttered and scolded herself. Be strong, lady!
"Excuse me" she said and he smirked.
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