Unexpected Visit

I stand before the doorway, one of the many similar ones. My head throbbing with pain, but it is not as painful as my heart aching. I raise a fist to knock the door, but I can’t seem to decide to do it, it has been several months since I have seen him, my closest friend, the one who truly knows about me, the one I thought could my intimate partner. I sigh, gathering all the courage I could muster within my heavy heart, and hit the door with three loud thumps.

Silence comes after the knocks, I stand with my arms crossed, a sickly feeling is swirling in my stomach that is telling me that he might not be here. Suddenly, I hear faint footsteps coming from the otherside of this door. The door clicks and open with a creak, soft light comes out of the room to almost blind me, so I close my eyes to quickly protect my eyes and adjust them. I sigh, instantly regretting on what I am doing.

I open my eyes, and there he is. A tall and muscular man stands at the doorframe wearing pajamas with wolf imprints all over, his Native American hair goes down his back with his shaven face with his soft bright blue eyes that still send my heart to a flutter of sighs. Connor is rubbing his eyes, with his right left hand pressing against the door.

Connor groans with his fingers squeezing the top area of the nose, “Do you have any idea on what time it is, I was just enjoying time-.” He opens his eyes and I can see his eyebrows that raise high and his eyes widen by my appearance. “Oh, Sebastian, what a surprise! What are you doing- wait, are you crying?”

I sigh once again, staring at him straight his eyes, knowing that he can help me with I am dealing with. He has done so much for me and I don’t have anything to repay for him,but now I am in need for his assistance.

I speak out, my voice husky and gravel-like, “I need your help.”

Connor studies me with his eyes once more, then he smiles and moves to reveal a two-bedroom with a table, TV, and restroom. He motions his hands for me to come in, I obey meekly and look around, surprise that out of the places, Connor sure pick a hotel that has a bad taste of style. The wallpaper is a sickly yellowish green, the color of puke with the beds having white cover sheets in addition to the tables and chair look like oak, this is a place I wouldn’t want to look like in my house if I ever have one with my love.

Connor sits down on the bed that is close to the window and A/C. He said to me, “Please, make yourself comfortable, I am only going to stay here for a day or two.”

I thank him, looking over the place and then add, “You know, this is the type of place you don’t deserve to sleep in.”

Connor laughs, stops for a second and chuckles as if remembering that there are people who might be sleeping in the next room at 2:37 in the morning. “I know, I don’t mind this place actually,” Connor explains, falling back on the bed with his eyes on the roof. “I am only here because of some silly ritual where the groom can’t go near to his bride-.”

“Until the wedding day,” I finish, sitting down beside him with a small smile to try to muster the happiness I have for him and mask the pain he had done to me in the past. “When are you two getting married?”

“In about a month, I have been mostly with friends and I am ecstatic that I will see my beautiful Tasha, my mate for the rest of my life.” Connor said, taking out his pajama pants with a locket of half a heart, rests it on his chest and sighs contently.

I honestly can’t help but feel the sudden rush of anger and jealousy at this man, I don’t understand why he is so happy whereas right now I am upset and I need him to counsel me, not taunt me about his mate.

Connor gets form the bed, turns to me and ask, “But that is enough about me, so, what brings you here Sebastian?”

I look down at the ground, feeling now embarrassment to talk to him, then I ask out loud, “Can I use the bathroom?”

Connor brings his head back with a priceless look on his face, then he shakes his head and asks me, “Sebastian, you just came to my motel room at early in the morning just because you need to use the restroom?”

I shake my head and said, “I-I need your help with something, I just forgot to take a shower.”

He flings his hands up, stares at me for a second and said, “Help yourself, I haven’t used the shampoo or body wash, so you can use it if you want. There is also a pack of spare clothes I have you can wear.

I jump off the bed and quickly rush to the bathroom, finding that the room has only a sink, toilet, and shower and the whole room is white. I open the shower curtain, and twist the knob to turn on the hot water. I strip off my clothes to have my lean body to expose, then I come in to bear the scolding water while I quickly close the curtain to give me privacy. The water beats against my skin, I stare down at the floor to watch red liquid to drop down my hands to the floor that eventually disappears. I clutch my hands, feeling the sharp pain through my hands that I can see the cuts I have made, the action I’ve done after seeing my love taken away from me, someone who I thought would be my true love, but they had to take him away from me. I hit my wrists against the wall, momentarily forgetting that I have cuts, even a sharper pain slaps my mind that tears are pouring down my eyes that is joining with the water that is falling down to the floor. My heart has a hole now, and I can’t fill it no matter how I try to not think of him: his stylish blond hair, his chiseled beard, protective yet gentle glare he makes, and how he whispers my name, I fall to the ground just as I weep that I think Connor will hear me if I don’t stop crying, but the pain it is so unbearable that I can’t push it away or erase it. I have dealt with a broken heart before, but the second time I don’t think I will ever recover. A knock comes up on the restroom door, I stop crying immediately and turn off the water to hear.

Connor’s voice muffles from the door, “Sebastian? I hear you crying in there, is everything okay?”

“Oh yeah, I am fine,” I lie, feeling worse to deceive the one person who I am trying to ask for help. “I will be out in a minute.”

I look up at the ceiling, then I whisper, “God, why, why do I have to suffer? Why you had to take Kevin away, the one who I truly love with my broken heart?”

Silence comes, I sigh and stand up to open the curtain out to find a towel and stack of Connor’s clothes on top of the toilet seat. I smile, rubbing myself with the cloth, first my heat and all the way down. I put on Connor’s clothes, although he wears extra large while I wear large, and walk out of the restroom to find Connor making some coffee into two cups with a portable coffee machine in the table.

Connor Looks at me with a concern look on his face as he picks up one of the cups that is full with coffee. “Here, have some,” He said, handing me the cup. “You can tell me all of your problems, I need the caffeine and if you want any sugar or creamer I have it next to the machine.”

Glad that Connor is being thoughtful, I took a sip to enjoy the bitter taste and said to him, “I will have mine black right now, I honestly don’t care right now what is my preference.”

He nods, looking down to see my hands as if he is smelling the blood. His eyes slint and asks me in a low whisper, “Sebastian, what happened to your hands?”

I shrug, not wanting to talk about it now. Connor persists me to explain, I sigh and put down the cup to the table.

I start, “You know I am gay, right Connor?”

Connor stares at me for second, then he nods. I continue, “Okay, do you remember Kevin Roberson?”

His head tilt, obviously he doesn’t know who it is, even if it is one of the friends Connor and I had in our childhood. “A friend of us when we were kids Connor,” I explain, feeling the weight getting heavy as I describe more of him. “Blond hair, loves to wrestle, and was one of the kids who almost defeated you.”

Connor thinks for a second with his hand close to his chin as if concentrating hard to recall his childhood memories, then his eyes light up like lightbulbs. “Oh yeah, the one who’s dad was a drug addict.”

I nod, “Yep, that’s the one.”

“What about him?”

“Well, he and I got to talk recently.”

“You don’t say, well how is he?”

“He was doing okay.”

“Was?”

My hands rub each other now, with sweat starting to come down my neck in addition to my heart beating against my ear. Connor inhales, “Sebastian, I am worried for you, you have been my good friend for a long time. I want to help you, something is bothering you, I can smell it.”

I look down at the ground and without thinking I say in my breath to think of what I am going to say, “Connor, I want to ask you for help, but I don’t want to reopen the wounds. I thought my heart could withstand one rejection, but with my Kevin taken away from me just for being a Normal and protecting me from a close-minded Freak.”

More silence comes which breaks when Connor said, “Sebastian, did you just say what I have heard?”

I jerk my head up to Connor’s expression of surprise and curiosity, oh crap, he heard what I said. I stand up and rush to the bathroom, before more tears will come down my face, I can’t be seen crying in front of Connor. I hear him cussing in his breaths, I close the restroom door abruptly and lock the door. Footsteps gets louder that I can see a shadow under the door.

“Sebastian, come on, we can work this out,” Connor reassures, his calm voice is a little hard to hear so I had my ear close on the door. “I know how hard it is to love-.”

“It’s not like that alright! I-I am not like you.” I snap, feel a sudden flare in my heart.

“Of course not Sebastian, but I am not going to be awake in early the morning just one something I can help with you with. Is it true Sebastian, are you and Kevin together?”

My eyes direct to the ground, heat blossoms in my cheek as my mind goes to the thoughts of Kevin, his warm lips that go down my neck like a massage. I clutch my shirt with the thought of his whispers of my name that I finally said, “Yes, we are together. I am sorry you have to deal with me.”

“No, I am sorry,” Connor says, his voice sound deep just like Kevin’s for a second. “I am here to help you with whatever is going on between you and Kevin.”

I think for a second and finally decide to open the door as I stand up to walk out of the bathroom. I then sits down on the bed with Connor standing before me with his arms crossed.

I inhale, let the air come out of my breath and vent, “Kevin and I met each other again at a swimming pool party that we got to hang out more. Kevin has been practicing wrestling and yesterday he left practice to take me to his apartment because I got injured by someone I know.”

Connor nods, listening and motions his hand for me to continue.

So I did, “When he did, I found out that he has been taking medicine that is too much for him, and then all of a sudden he blurts out that he loves me. I was shock at first because I’ve seen him as a straight man like you, but then as we got to talk more, we found out that we both love other, and then we decided to make love.”

Connor sits down on the other bed, nodding while looking at the floor and then stares at me, “Boy Sebastian, you can sure tell a story.”

I laugh from his remark, feeling a bit better to have Connor’s subtle humor to ease away the pain. His humor actually isn’t a strong suit for him since he is the type of person who would fit that strict, shouting attractive military sargent in those movies.

“Like I said, some people took away Kevin away because he was protecting me by beating the living hell out of Freak who was the one to injured me. Now he is prison all because of me, so I want to ask you-.”

“If there is anything I can help you with,” He finishes my sentence, thinking a bit more and then shake his head. “Truthfully Sebastian, I can’t do anything right now.”

My heart drops, I am actually holding my cup of coffee and when he said that, I am glad I drink the rest of the coffee because it would’ve made a mess on the floor and possibly on the sheets on the bed. Connor can’t help me after all the time I thought he could possibly pardon Kevin and release him.

I demand, “What do you mean you can’t? You said you are an Alpha! If you pardon Kevin he could be free from prison!”

Connor sits down beside with a nod, “True, but you have to understand Sebastian, I am not the Alpha of where the people arrested Kevin, if I were I would be more than happy to for you. The only person who can pardon Kevin is the Alpha who is possibly going to trial him soon.”

My hands begin to tremble, I can feel the tears are coming back, stronger than ever that I can’t keep them back. I can feel coldness is spreading over my cheeks, my hands now cover over my eyes as my sobs escape my throat. The Alpha is someone I know, but there is only one problem, one: the Alpha is actually my father and two: he is homophobic just as I am homosexual to Kevin.

I can feel a arm around my shoulders, I pull my hands away and look up to see Connor is smiling gently at me. I never seen Connor this way to me, not even when we were kids, I have alway seen Connor as the quiet yet deadly man who will kill any person he doesn’t like, I didn’t think he would ever be like a father I wish I have.

“I know you are still heartbroken from my rejection to your love,” Connor whisper, his left hand curl up to a fist. “I honestly wish I could’ve helped you with what you were going with, and there isn’t anything I can do to help you with Kevin, I am sorry Sebastian.”

I sigh, feeling complete pity for Connor for having me to be one of the things he has to be constantly concerned about. It is true that I am an adult, yet somehow I am just the shell of someone in my childhood, someone who thought was going to be the best; the one who will defeat anyone who will deny his right to be the future Alpha of the pack. The one Alpha, like most, would have a strong female mate that would go down in history, yet now I find it funny that I am now the opposite of what I wanted to be in the future.

Connor the embraces me, I almost pull my hands back in surprise by this unexpected action, then feeling his warm breath I hug Connor back. In my heart, I can feel the weight that is pulling me down now is lifting off as if this gesture is what I needed from Connor the whole time. I am honestly glad that Connor rejected me, I mean, if he didn’t and accept my love I probably wouldn’t see Kevin again and being to find my true half of my heart.

Connor breaks off the hug, then he pulls out his cellphone to check on something.

Connor looks at me, “I have checked in the prison database, and they do have Kevin in the records. Luckily our judicial system is similar to the Normal judicial system, which means you can bail him out.”

I tilt my head, “Bail him?”

He nods, digs something in his pocket to be a wallet, opens it and pull out several hundred dollar bills. Without hesitating, he hands the bills to me as if he is wanting me to take them.

I stare at him and then at the dollar bills, “Why are you going me money?”

Connor sighs while shaking his head, “Sebastian, you need money to pay for the bail so that why Kevin will be released. Since what he did is considered criminal, but there is something in there that the judges might reconsider for Kevin’s punishment.”

“What is it?” I ask, finding surprise by the offer of money.

Connor groans a bit, I beg him to please tell me, I need to know what the records say otherwise I won’t know how to help Kevin if I am able to bail him out.

Connor flings his hands in the air, “Alright, I’ll tell you, but you need to promise you won’t be mad at me, okay?”

I nod, I am too curious to even be mad at Connor, besides he is the one to help me.

“Well, according to the records,” Connor said, looking uncomfortable. “They said Kevin has been in high doses of uh...Toxicity.”

Toxicity, that means, Dylan has been high in drugs? Wait, the codeine Dylan was having with his pain, no that can’t be possible Dylan would’ve told me.

Connor puts his hand on my shoulder, I look down at the ground feeling that our intimate love last night was just him being high, “Sebastian, the jury is not always about execution thankfully, I am sure they would have Kevin go through detoxification and take anger classes.”

I smile as I receive the money from him and put it in my pocket, “Thanks Connor, but I have a date with Kevin now.”

He observes again with his eyes, then nods with a smile. We both stand up and hug once more, I now feel that I have found my way on how to get back my love.

I whisper, “Thank you so much Connor, I don’t know what I deserve to have a good friend like you.”

He chuckles, his sound bring my heart up by his laugh, “No problem Sebastian, if there is anything you want me to help you with, just say the word.”

“Yeah, there is one thing?”

“Sure! What?”

“I need to borrow your phone, I forgot to check on my email.”

Connor stares at me with a frown, then hands me the phone. I take it with a smile, knowing that I am awful sometimes, but it sure feels good to be petty. I look down at the phone to see the wall picture with a blond, beautiful girl who is smiling white teeth beside Connor, looking like to be his girlfriend Tasha Connor told me about. I open up the internet app and put in my gmail address and password after finding the link to the platform of the email I use. After that, I wait with a white screen to only one new email. I click on the one, read down the content, and I almost whoop in joy.

“What is it?” Connor asks me, I show him the email, he reads it and his eyes go wide. “Wow, so you’re going to be the Beta in Boston.”

I nod excitedly, “Yeah! I had applied for the position of Beta, and now I have it! I didn’t think I would be able to get the job since there are probably other candidates who are better than me, but oh well. Now I only have a few weeks to get settle in Boston before I start in my job interview.”

“Well, if I were you, I would go to what you have with Kevin,” Connor said, smirking from ear to ear. “Then go over to Boston with Kevin as your bodyguard, I will send over a recommendation. I am jealous of you now Sebastian, Boston, I have wanted to go to Boston but I didn’t have time. When you bail Kevin out, bring him over to here and we will get things situated.”

I thank him once again in excitement, then I run out of the door, feeling once again ecstatic and determine to bring back my lover. I am thankful for my friend Connor, it is time for me to change my life for the better. Although I will have some bumps on the road, but I am sure that Kevin and I will persist in the end.