CAGED

Chapter -8

"Letting go means to come to the realization that some people are a part of your history, but not a part of your destiny." ~ Steve Maraboli.

Thomas P.O.V

"I DARE YOU TO FINISH THAT WORD." My voice boomed inside the office....

The nerve of this girl. How dare she abuse my parent standing infront of me. And here I thought what a girl she is. The first time I meet her I started respecting her. In this era where a Male dominant the country she stand against them with a shoulder broad and chin up and head held high. Always ready to crash who ever dare to come in her path. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs.

The ways she show the Johnson his place I was impressed. She intrigue me. Like there is no one who would like to fight against her. When I asked the Johnson, "who was she". With a fear look he whisper " AIYANA DANIEL".

The name I used to here from three year Aiyana Daniel, watching her in front of my eyes did no justice to the words. She was like a fire who would destroy everyone.

The people used to scare hearing about her name and I came to know why. With one look she can skin you alive.

But there is always two side of people. And here I am watching her with the second side what a disrespectful girl she is. I also don't give a f**k to anybody but I don't like to go and abuse everyone parents.

For me my parents mean the world. And she just did not abuse my world. In life I watched my whole world crashed infront of my eyes and little by little I have build them again.

And I will not allow such type of person to come even one feet close to them.

"Never and I mean It...Never dare to say that words again." I gritted my teeth.

We were glaring at each other. Both of us not ready to back down.

"Then don't do such a work...where you have to listen this types of word..." She said coming closer to me. Like she was intimidating me.

I was ready to give her a piece of my mind but I got distracted by ringing of my phone.

Without looking I picked up phone, "What". I snapped to whoever was the line.

But my face change the colour hearing what the person say next, without listening anymore I storm out of my office as fast as I can...

The last thing I heard her say "What back down so easily."

But I could care less...

Driving toward the hospital my mind was playing all different kind of scenario, I was sweating badly.... What could have happened in this one hour.

As soon as I parked my car, I ran toward the receptionist, "Christian Grey bought by his teacher."

"May I know who is this." The receptionist asked me politely .

"His father. Thomas Grey" I replied.

"Room No. 436, fourth floor from the sec......" I didn't wait for her to complete I ran towards the fourth floor.

I walked inside his room without knocking..... Chris was listening whatever the hell doctor was saying.

I sigh in relief. He was alright. I assure my beating heart.

"Daddy." He called me with small smile.

"Don't worry young man you are alright." The doctor said while writing something on his pad and turned towards me.

"I have prescribed some medicine give him one at 24 hours. There is nothing to worry about. And you can take him." The doctor told me with a assuring smile and walked out of the room.

I nod and sit beside him. "You scared me." I hugged him.

After what feel like hour I remember what his teacher told me......

" Mr.Grey you son was involved in a fist fight which result him badly getting injured. We have to take him to hospital."

" Now tell me Big Boy why were you fighting with other boy." I scolded him with an angry expression.

But he just lower his head without saying anything. He started playing with his finger which I know he does when he was nervous so I didn't try to ask him again.

"Okay let go....we will talk in home" I told him.

As we enter our home. I was surprised to watch my parents making themselves comfortable and watching television.

"Grandma". Chris shouted.

My mother snapped her head toward us and a big smile covered her face.

"My favorite grandchild" My mother kissed his cheeks while hugging him.

"Emma you are suffocating the boy." My father scolded my mother with a smile.

" husshhhhh... I am meeting my boy after One month." My mother glare my father.

Who surrender his hand while laughing. " I see.... no one missed me." I said while making a sad face.

" Ohhh my Tommy....look at you....you have become so thin." My mother gasped dramatically. While rushing toward me.

"Mom.... don't called me that." I frown getting annoyed.

I was busy with my mother arguing about how much I worked, from the corner of my eyes I can see my son who was slowly moving towards his room.

"Don't try to move..." I snapped at my son.

Who got startled hearing my voice. "We are not finished yet. Now tell me why did you fight with that boy." I asked him with a raise brow.

But he again lower his head and started playing with her finger. Now I can feel my anger coming out.

" I asked you something Christian." I shouted clenching my fist as he flinch in fear.

"Because he was saying my mother hate me. She don't want me that why she left me daddy. I told him that my mother doesn't hate me but he was laughing and telling everyone how my mother got tired of my ugly face and left me." He whispered while tears ran down from his eyes.

My face got paled. I was numb standing and watching my son face which was mess from tears. My mother gasped beside me and ran towards him while hugging him.

He started sobbing in my mother chest. I can't hear is anguish wailing. Which got my heart stop. I felt overwhelmed pain covered my chest , I tried my best to control my emotions Infront of my family whom I love the most.

I walked out from the room with clench jaw. I was lost in my thought that I didn't notice when my mother came and stand beside me.

"Did you notice that tommy....how you are depriving him from a mother love." My mother voice hoarse from crying.

But I stood silent watching the sky who hide himself with sparkling diamond to cover his black loneliness.

" Don't hurt him Thomas...give him a mother love which he deserve."

" I am trying mom....I am trying to give him both father and mother love...."

" Yeah I can see how well you are doing...." My mother voice held sarcasm.

" Wh...Why don't you mar..marry again." My mother stutter.

"DON'T MOM....DON'T EVER SAY THAT AGAIN." I shouted at her for the first time in my life.

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