The Drowned

" 2 "

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I hope you liked the first part ..

But he felt the fall of his necklace when the guard pushed him, he forgot everything and his hands took to looking for his necklace, but he stopped when the one standing asked a question

(Are you Nevad ?)

He who was on his knees muttered in a semi-low voice, as he felt the pain in his throat, and a severe shivering swept over his body

(N.. Nevad .. i .. is my uncle)

Ferro raised his head towards Skye, shouting at him

(I told you to bring Nevad alive, not his nephew, i***t)

Aran searched with his hands for his necklace to feel the locks of hair under his hand and inhaled the scent of a familiar and strong perfume, meaning that the owner of the perfume was sitting in front of him. He raised his hand slightly to touch the locks of hair and was able to hold it between his fingers and whispered.

(soft)

*

Nathan is sitting on the single sofa, slightly close to the door, reading his book, his long braid hanging over his shoulder, as he sees his father moving back and forth while the house is in a state of great alert. He raised his head from the book, staring at the bound boy who had been pushed by his father's men to fall to his knees.

Nathan noticed that the young man's hands were searching for something on the ground, and he noticed the wounds on his hands and face, so he got up and approached quietly, wearing gray pajamas and slippers of the same color, and as he got up, his braid fell behind his back, and some of the strands of his hair fell on his face in a picturesque way. He stared at the kneeler and his blue eyes, and Nathan's eyes widened as he listened to his father's speech.

Nathan noticed that the boy was trembling, but he continued searching for something with his hand. Nathan approached him and knelt down on one knee, staring at him with his hands searching for something. Then he stopped and his hand grabbed a lock of Nathan's hair that was touching the ground due to its owner being low. The young man brought the lock of hair to his nose and smelled it, then touched it with his hand. He said it was soft.

Nathan quickly moved away and stood staring at the young man who raised his head, his eyes searching for something. Nathan placed his hand on his heart and turned to leave, and the image of the boy with his blond hair, blue eyes, and skin that was as if the sun had never touched it, and those lips that had stolen the color of one of the fruits, perhaps strawberries or cherries.

He passed by his mother, or he did not see her because he was lost in his thoughts. He entered, closed the door, and stood with his back to the door, breathing heavily. He was startled by the sound of knocking on the door, so he opened the door and stood respectfully to his mother and she asked her, but he did not answer any of her questions, so Aranda sighed, left him, and left.

Nathan lay down and tried to sleep, but he failed to sleep until dawn came, so he got up and sat in front of the window, staring at his father’s guards. He sighed, remembering the face of the young man they had brought, who was the nephew of their enemy, to talk to himself.

(Why was he searching the ground with his hands? What was he searching for?)

He got up, opened the door, and walked down the corridor until he reached the upper wall overlooking the living room, and spoke verbally to one of the guards.

(Go and find for me any chain, necklace, earring, or bracelet from the outside door of the house to the inside of the house, and if you find anything, bring it to me.)

The guard answered

( Yes sir )

The guard went out looking for anything shiny, but he did not find anything. He returned and noticed one of the guards holding his necklace in his hand and laughing, saying:

(This necklace fell from that hostage when Mr. Ferro asked me to take him to the cell)

The guard shouted at him

(Give me this necklace, Thomas)

Thomas shouted at him

(Why? Why would I give you something that now belongs to me?)

Let the guard speak

(Mr. Nathan is looking for this necklace. I think this necklace is his and not that prisoner.)

Everyone standing was confused and their faces turned pale when they heard Nathan's name. Thomas quickly handed it to the guard as he spoke and walked, pulling the guards with him

(You take it to him, Luke. It's none of my business.)

Luke turned around and entered the house. He walked towards the stairs and stood looking at his master. The maid told him that Nathan was in his room and that he had to go there as his master asked him to. Luke walked up the stairs and went up to his master’s room and knocked on the door. After a few moments, Nathan opened the door.

The guard bowed his head politely and extended his hand holding the necklace towards Nathan, who calmly took it and allowed him to leave. Nathan closed the door after Luke left. He walked quietly to his bed and sat staring at the necklace. The screen showed a picture of Casper, who screamed when he saw the necklace.

(No way, where did you get this necklace Nathan?)

Nathan answered as he turned it around and examined it

(I think it belongs to the prisoner my father keeps)

Casper spoke as he showed his computer screen to the auction site where his father traded in historical items and antique jewelry. He showed one of the requested jewelry pages, and on it was a picture of a necklace and earrings, which was the same necklace that was in Nathan’s hand.

(This necklace and its earrings are precious jewelry that my father is looking for and they are sold for billions. If this necklace is his, make sure if he has the earrings, I will buy them from you for the amount you want.)

Nathan asked as he placed the necklace on the bed

( What are you going to do with it )

Casper smiled hugely, his white fangs showing as he said

(I will annoy my father with it, provoke him, and make him beg me to sell it to him )

Nathan hung up the call and stared at the necklace, then got up, took it from the bed, placed it on the table, and went back to sleep. He could not sleep for a long time, and the thoughts were consuming his head and causing him a headache.

One of them is struggling to sleep and the other is struggling with the cold. He is tied to the top of the bed with both hands and the place is very cold. He is not used to this. He feels sleepy, but he is also afraid and hungry. He spoke to his grandmother

(Grandma, how are you now? Are you okay? I miss your warm embrace, your cooking, and sleeping on your lap. Grandma, I feel so cold)

The next day and the next, no one came to visit Aran inside that cell. The tips of his toes turned red, as did the tips of his fingers. Hungry, thirsty and extremely tired. All he heard was the sound of the guards' footsteps and their incomprehensible whispers. He did not speak or ask for anything. He whispered to himself

(This is how I will die of hunger, thirst and cold)

On the morning of the third day, dreams took Aran to her world, despite the cold of the place and his hunger and thirst, but his fatigue doubled, so he fell asleep and woke up after noon. He did not know what time it was or how many days, all he knew was that he was imprisoned here because of his uncle. He smiled as he felt that he was going to die in a short time. He began singing a Russian lullaby that his grandmother had sung to him and had memorized when her father forced her to study there.

When he said the words, his voice was almost loud, and even had a strong echo because the cells were empty of prisoners. His voice reached Nathan's ears, who was walking down the corridor towards the kitchen, the same corridor that contained the door to the basement where the blond boy lived

( Возьми меня, люби меня, укрой

Той пеленой, что мы с тобой создали вдвоём

Возьми меня, люби меня, укрой

Той пеленой, что мы с тобой создали вдвоём

Возьми меня, люби меня, укрой

Той пеленой, что мы с тобой создали вдвоём

Возьми меня, люби меня, укрой

Той пеленой, что мы с тобой создали вдвоём )

He was repeating the same words as if he was trying to convey something to someone, and he was telling him that he wanted to visit his grandmother’s old house, where they had met for the first time. But the truth is that he memorized it from his grandmother's tongue and nothing more

(Take me, love me in return, shelter me, that cover we made together)

He was silent for a moment, trying to silence the pain in his body, then he continued speaking the words. Meanwhile, Nathan asked the guards to open the door to the basement, and the guards opened the door for him in fear, so he pushed them away and entered, stepping slowly and listening to the same words that opened his memories when he was a teenager, but the difference was that the voice before was of a woman, but now it was the voice of the prisoner. He stood in the corridor after the prisoner began his piece. the second

( Я помню той ночью закрыл твои очи, бабушкина дверь

И лестничный проём, спускаемся мы вдвоём

Парки, скандалы, любовь, мемуары, песни о любви

С тобою навсегда, прошу тебя, помни меня )

Nathan knows these words. He is fluent in Russian as well as British. His love of reading made him conversant in most languages, even Arabic, so he knew every word the prisoner uttered, which had a meaning.

(I remember that night when you closed your eyes. The door to Grandma's house was open and the entrance to the stairs. We both went down it together. The garden, the scandals, the love, the memories, the love songs are with you forever. Please remember me.)

He closed his eyes, and a memory came back to him that he thought he had forgotten, but it was so clear that he thought it had happened yesterday. On the right side of him, he could see another bed, a middle-aged woman sitting, and a boy in her lap, his right cheek resting on her thigh, with his eyes open.

The color of his eyes is light blue, similar to the blue of the sky at midday, and his hair is blond, and there is a bandage around his head and minor wounds on his face. The woman sings this lullaby to him. He opened his eyes and decided to leave, but stopped when the boy started speaking again

( Я провожал тебя домой под звуки птиц

Ты засыпала на моих коленях

А я стучался в бабушкины двери

Я прохожу весь коридор, а ты всё спишь

«Не вставай, малыш», — ты мне говоришь )

Nathan took his steps back towards the cell, muttering the translation of those sentences to himself in a low voice

(I drove you home to the sounds of birds, and you were hiding in my lap while I was knocking on my grandmother’s door. I walked the entire corridor, and you were still asleep. She said to me: “Don’t get up, my love.”)

Nathan stood some distance from the cell, and this time he was the one who uttered the second verse of the song. The prisoner fell silent, listening with wide eyes

( Возьми меня, люби меня, укрой

Той пеленой, что мы с тобой создали вдвоём

Возьми меня, люби меня, укрой

Той пеленой, что мы с тобой создали вдвоём )

* Song ( Колыбельная)

*For the two singers ( Rauf & Faik )

When Nathan finished it, he spoke its translation as if to tell him what it meant, and this lullaby stuck in his head

(Take me, love me in return, shelter me, that cover we made together)

Aran did not finish his song and remained silent. Nathan approached the cell more, and his eyes widened as he saw him tied up in that way. He screamed loudly, frightening Aran

(Guards)

The guards came forward quickly and fearfully, and stood up, so Nathan spoke

(The keys)

One of them wanted to object, but Nathan's looks frightened him, so he took out the keys, handed them to him with great fear, and returned to the back. Nathan opened the cell door, entered quietly, approached Aran, and opened his handcuffs Aran collapsed in Nathan's arms as he uttered a single word

(painful, painful, painful)

Nathan gently grabbed him and put him down on the bed with all the tenderness and took off his jacket and wrapped it around him. The size difference was clear. Aran dove between the folds of Nathan's jacket, his teeth chattering from the cold as he searched for warmth inside the mound of the jacket, listening to Nathan's screams.

(Whoever does this will be punished, and whoever orders it to be done will also be punished.)

Then he shouted at them and kicked them out

(Get out of my face)

He was supporting Aran with his arm well so that he would not fall, and he gently lowered him onto the worn-out bed and stared at his body trembling, so Nathan spoke.

( What is your name ?)

Aran answered with difficulty because his teeth chattered from the cold

(Aran...my name is Aran)

Nathan spoke as he gently picked him up and walked out of the cell

(So Aran, I'll get you out of here and take you upstairs, it's cold up here)

Aran was not listening to Nathan's conversation, and his screams were still stuck in Aran's eardrums, causing him tinnitus. Nathan picked him up and walked, and the blond young man's hand grabbed onto his shirt, so he stopped and stared at him. Aran's small size indicates that the boy suffers from a lack of nutrition and vitamins and needs many nutritional supplements.

Nathan was asking himself why Aran's skin was so white, as if he had a problem with his skin. Nathan sighed and continued his walk, leaving the basement to the top, walking down the corridor towards the living room, while the guards and servants were watching him. Nathan gently put Aran down on the sofa and stood talking to the maid while supporting Aran with his arm

(Take the first aid kit to my room and prepare the bathroom)

The maid shook her head and ran to the kitchen, then came out carrying a box and climbed the stairs. Nathan looked at the young man sitting around himself and pulling the coat around him more, so Nathan spoke to him commandingly.

(Aran, raise your head and look at me)

Aran raised his head without staring at Nathan, so Nathan returned and ordered him to look at him, but Aran did not stare at him. He felt angry with him, but at a certain moment he remembered Aran’s hands searching the ground, so he spoke quickly

(Aran, you can't see? Are you blind?)

Aran remained silent and did not speak, feeling Nathan's steps moving back and forth in the living room. Then he approached him and spoke quietly

(Can you walk or should I carry you to my room?)

Aran answered as he got up

(I can walk alone)

Nathan approached him after noticing that he was standing unbalanced, and in the end, Aran took one step, then felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground if Nathan had not caught him. Nathan carried him and walked from the living room towards the stairs. The guard standing in the corridor opened the door for him, so he entered and sat him on his bed.

When Nathan entered the door of his room with Aran, the smell of blue lavender reached the young blond's nose. He inhaled it, smiling. Every time he inhaled this comfort, peace came to his heart and he felt the desire to sleep for a very long time. He did not listen to Nathan's words, as he was immersed in memories until he panicked. Nathan's hands opened the buttons of his shirt and he hit them hard.

Nathan, before heading towards Aran to open the buttons of his shirt, ordered the maid to prepare warm soup for Aran, then he turned around while talking to Aran and stepping towards him.

(Your bath is ready, come on, let me help you take a shower quickly)

Nathan knelt down on one knee and extended his hands towards Aran's shirt to open it, but before he opened the other button, his hand received a slap, so he raised his head angrily towards Aran, who was clenching his fist on his shirt, his face full of fear, and he spoke in a halting voice.

(Where is the bathroom? I know how to take a shower myself without help)

Nathan got up and supported him to walk towards the bathroom, and with every step he told him where the toilet and sink were. He saw him walking slowly and counting his steps from the door to the sink and then back to it. Nathan left, Aran closed the door, and walked towards the sink while taking off his clothes.

The marks of the beating were clearly visible on his back, and they seemed to be new, meaning that a week had passed since they had become stiff and beginning to heal. He sat in the tub gently and hugged his legs, and even though he could not see, he felt that he had met this young man somewhere, as the smell opened up memories of the past for him.

He moved his trembling left hand and touched his chest to his neck while breathing in fear and tears rolled down his cheeks. Then he started screaming, hitting the water with his hand and crying, then he quickly calmed down.

Nathan was standing near the bathroom door and heard him screaming and hitting the water. Then he turned towards the screen and pressed the control button to answer Casper’s call, who appeared on the screen and his clothes were full of colors from his hair to his clothes. Then he smiled and spoke.

(What's going on, dear?)

Nathan looked at him with that look that contained a lot of question and terror in it, so Casper was confused and said

(Calm down, Nathan. My parents don’t need another tragedy. We are friends. Be patient and don’t get mad at me. I am your friend.)

Nathan rolled his eyes in their sockets and spoke as he moved and sat on the sofa, crossing one leg over the other, speaking.

(Take a shower, get rid of these ugly colors, and come to me. I want to see you and talk to you.)

Casper spoke with all the drama

(Impossible, do you hate colors?)

Nathan sighed

(No, it's just that you look like a clown in it, hurry up and take a shower and come to me)

Casper answered him as he got up to take off the drawing apron, which was unnecessary from the beginning because Casper was completely covered in colors, but he cut off his words and spoke another sentence that forced Nathan to stand up and turn around.

(As you wish, friend. Half an hour and I will be with you. Dude, who is that young man?)

He got up and stood staring at Baran, who was standing near the bathroom door, with Nathan's large clothes on him. Nathan approached him to hear him speak clearly, but he only heard Casper screaming

(You are cheating on me, damn you, you traitor.....)

Nathan cut off the call, threw the remote on the couch, and returned to Aran, then addressed him questioningly

(What did you say? I didn't hear you because that i***t was screaming)

Aran answered with a broken voice

(Sorry, it seems I caused you a problem with...)

Nathan interrupted, grabbing his hand and pulling him to sit on the bed and talk to him

(On the contrary, Casper is my friend and not what you think. So come and sit down so I can treat your wounds.)

Aran sat down and Nathan began treating his legs first, then his knees. When he finished and got up, he noticed Aran sleeping leaning on the headboard. When he treated his hands, he noticed that he panicked and returned to sleep more than once. He treated his fingers and wrists that were damaged by the handcuffs.

Then he started treating his face, and Aran woke up completely and wished he could see Nathan. Nathan stopped, staring at the younger's face and eyes, then lowered his gaze to his cheeks and mouth absently, then quickly shook his head and walked away, pulling the cover, speaking quietly.

(Come on, go to sleep)

Nathan was staring at him, smiling, and staring at his fingertips, which were covered with wound plasters, as he touched the bed and asked him innocently.

(Sleep?? Here?? In your room and on your bed?)

Nathan answered

(Yes, here in my room and on my bed, I allow you to sleep. You are my guest, and whoever speaks badly to you will be punished.)

Aran was distracted by himself, and slowly his head lowered, so Nathan raised it with his fingers and moved his hair away from his face, speaking.

(We have a long talk after you wake up, go to sleep now)

Nathan does not know why he is treating him with such kindness. He does not treat anyone like this, and he has never treated anyone in his life with such kindness, and his conflicts with Casper bear witness to this, even though they are friends. Nathan stared at Baran as he lay down. The blond boy felt the blanket being pulled over his body, and he was immersed in the scent of lavender and warmth, quickly entering the world of dreams.

Nathan let him sleep and went out walking toward the sound of the noise and his father's screaming, so he leaned his arms on the upper wall of the second floor, bent his body slightly, and tilted his head, staring at his father, so that all of his hair fell over his left shoulder. Firo shouted at him from downstairs

(And you, boy, who allowed you to release the prisoner from his prison?)

Nathan answered as he moved down the stairs

(When you teach your dogs how to deal with humans)

Vero shouted at him again

(You disobedient person, he is a prisoner. He is a member of my enemy’s family. Do you realize what you did?)

Nathan answered as he picked up an apple from the plate placed on the hospitality table in front of him, but he addressed the maid first

(Natalie, make a latte, Casper is coming to visit me. Father, I know that the prisoner is a member of your enemy’s family. Why didn’t Nevada look for him? Why didn’t he try to attack us, for three days we have been ready for his attack?)

He took a bite of his apple, then continued his speech after swallowing his bite

(In addition, those dogs of yours did not treat the prisoner kindly, even though he was blind. They had tied his arms to the top of the bed and deprived him of food and water for three days. I found his condition to be miserable today. If I had not accidentally gone to the kitchen, he would have died and no one would have known about it.)

He raised his head and stared at his father, who turned and punched Skye hard and said to him

(Since when do we treat prisoners like this? You will find a solution for those fools now immediately)

Nathan got up and let his father scream, then stopped and spoke to the maid

(Ten minutes after Casper arrived, he brought coffee to my room and did you make soup?)

The maid shook her head and left for the kitchen, so Nathan walked upstairs to his room. He opened the door slowly and entered and stood staring at the deeply sleeping Baran. He looked like an angel who had been banished to earth or like a god of beauty. He shook his head and sat staring at him.

He heard the sound of a Suzuki motorcycle entering the courtyard of his house and knew it was Casper. He started counting to six, then Casper stormed into his room shouting at him that he was a traitor, but Nathan’s hand silenced him as he looked at Aran, who was terrified, but he went back to sleep and Nathan pulled out his weapon and threatened him.

(Sit down and shut that damned mouth of yours, or I will empty my gun into the front of your head.)

Casper sat silently, but he was very angry. He saw that Aran had begun to take Nathan from him. They had been friends since they were children. Casper raised his head towards Nathan when he spoke.

(I asked you to come for this young man. I want you to search for me about his past and his background, and how his relationship with Nafad is, in short, everything about him)

Casper wanted to ask him, but Nathan raised his hand to prevent him from speaking because the maid knocked on the door and entered quietly, placing the coffee cups on the table and leaving. After she left, Nathan allowed Casper to talk

(Isn’t Nafad your enemy? What is this young man’s connection to Nafad?)

Nathan spoke after taking a sip of his black coffee

(He is a member of his family)

Casper shouted

(His son??)

Nathan looked at him with a raised eyebrow, so Casper sat up and said

(If he is not his son, then she is his daughter?)

Casper answered

(He's a young man, you i***t. He's Nefad's nephew. I only chose you over my father's men because I don't want my father to know. This is a secret between us.)

Casper leaned his body on the sofa and spoke

(When do you want the information? Today? In a week?)

Nathan replied as he got up and approached the bed and stared at it

(Once you have collected all the information)

Casper approached him and stared at Arran

(Oh, beautiful, what is his name? Remind me?)

Nathan answered

(Aran, his name is Aran)

Casper shook his head and walked away after patting Nathan's shoulder with his hand

(Oh, his name is beautiful, congratulations, mate)

Nathan knows Casper's intention, but he remains silent to be sure, as he has never treated anyone with such love in his life except the twins, who will return soon.

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Author's note : Because my English language is not my mother tongue, but I studied it well. If there are any mistakes, you can inform me in the comments section, and if there are additions, please talk to me on i********: (@the_lost686) . I will see you later.