7 Crave

George POV

I cried my eyes out even after I left Lucas condo, my eyes turn to red and puffy, on impulse I drove to the hotel just to see him. Then in the distance, I saw him again, he happily greeted the guest of the hotel. He works so hard every time I saw him, he's friendly to all his co-workers and the guest. I somewhat hated how he grins from ear to ear to everyone. However, every time I see him, all my worries and sadness fade away.

After I give much thought to it, I failed my first plan in letting Lucas take responsibilities for my child, I rest my head on the steering wheel of my car, I was extremely anxious, I knew Lucas will eventually know the truth and he is uncertain about my pregnancy maybe he realizes I'm not carrying his child. I knew him so much that he dislikes children because I have the same thought about them too, they are needy, chaotic, and rowdy.

Deep sigh.

We both have a miserable childhood. We've been living our life how our parents want us to be. It's vulnerability to the extreme. No matter where we go, they keep our watch and as a kid, you can't do anything and the adults around us keep monitoring our actions. We don't have a stand on our own. Our home life was hell, we were bullied at school even at home, there was no safe place for us to turn and so we found each other comfort. I remember having suicidal thoughts as a child after my mother died, I knew my father has no loved for me. But my mother always tells me, don't lose hope and keep my head high. Don't allow people to look down on you.

But as we grow older, power, money, and family matter the most. So, we both strive so hard to please our family, people in power, and worship money. I and Lucas have a lot in common when in terms of dealing with our families and gaining power. He is a middle child, so he knows well that he is not the next successor of their business. So I help him in whatever I can for him to be successful, vice versa he helps me to be a worthy heir of our business in many ways.

I clench my fist in frustration. I need a new plan that's what I thought.

After a week, Lucas never contacted me. I knew he must over thinking about it a lot. I felt guilt, I knew he doesn't deserve it, I accidentally cheated on him, and right now, I am often fancy the father of my child. I'm such an awful person. I need to man up. So I finally made up my mind. I have to sacrifice.

I bit my lower lip and while texting Lucas.

"Let's talk, come to my apartment at 12'o clock noon."

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The sky clear. Lucas arrived in George's apartment, he saw a familiar piece of furniture where been moved. He walks into the long hall and saw hire movers out in George's place. He was confused then went in.

"My love?" He said bewildered. 

George saw his fiancé mystified in his face. He walks closer to him and offered him to take a seat. Lucas sits opposite George. George crosses his arm and his leg while Lucas observing his calmness. After a few seconds of silence, George speaks to him in a straight face, " I planned to move other places, well, obviously to hide...for a year or after giving birth..." Lucas's perplexed face doesn't change. " I shouldn't have put this on you...well, I'm very sorry...you don't deserve this shit..." For the first time again, Lucas heard him curse. Then, for these past few weeks he realizes that even they've been together for so long, he still doesn't know him well. George never took away his eyes on him. He was calm and already made up his mind.

Lucas looks down and froze, he was trembling in fear of losing George the love of his life. George grabs his hand and grips it. Lucas stares at him, "I'm so sorry..." and was about to cry. George smiled at him genuinely, "It's okay...I still love you..." He caresses his face and for the last time, he pecks a short sweet kiss. Then stood up, " by the way...if they look for me, just tell them the half-truth and I know you can handle them well..." and he walked away. Leaving helplessly Lucas.

George POV

It's been two weeks since I left and be a free man. This is the first time I experience this kind of freedom and being on my own without worries. No family to keep in check on what you to do.

Rise and shine. I rent a small room near the Elite hotel, what's funny I can't distance myself from him, maybe my hormones telling me not to, it's ruined my plan but then, this what makes me contented. I plan to give birth abroad but for now, I need to save before leaving because I don't have a family to back me up with my expenses.

From time to time my action in seeing him is been much bolder. I was not delighted seeing him in the distance. I hate my desire to see him. I went to the hotel in disguise, I'm trying not to stand out. I wear a red sleeve, khaki pants, a face mask, and shades, while examining myself in the mirror, I'm concerned that my belly is a bit small. I haven't yet visited a doctor after knowing I am pregnant.

In the lobby of the hotel, I usually see him in the hotel around 6 p.m. I'm trying not to look suspicious by reading a magazine while seated in the waiting lounge. I heard my heart beating so hard of the excitement of seeing him now. After an hour of passes, I ordered my dinner meal while waiting. I'm bothered that I haven't seen him, my mood swing hit me, I was cheerful in coming here, then I grit my teeth, "where his he?"

Being pregnant I had lost my patience when he comes to him, usually, he is always been working at this hour. I can't wait any longer, " excuse me... have you know a guy who lived in the long hall near the fire exit?" I ask skeptical to the lady server. She scowls at me, moved backward then she brightly smiles at me, "ah! you mean Andrei? he's resting right now...he is sick." she said and pout. I stood up then unexpectedly I paid my bill and left her. It tingle in my ears when I heard his name. Andrei... Andrei... Andrei... I keep thinking of his name. To my surprised, I was in front of his room. My heart beating so loud, that I can't even hear how I puff.

I rest my head in his door. I don't know why I'm here, I want to see him so badly, I unintentionally kick his door. I was shocked by my action and panic. Then I hear the door click and open the door. "yes?" a middle-aged man in a tux said.

I just stare in surprise. "oh...you must be Andrei's classmate? Are you here to check on him?" he let me in. I saw him in bed sleeping. He looks so pale and sick. "he's okay...the nurse said he is over fatigue..." I came near him and sit beside his bed. "that's what you get when you abuse your body." he said while looking at Andrei then at me... "I'm going...you can stay..." Then he left me. I don't him personally however, I am worried, I go near him and caress his handsome sick face, to my surprise, he was half awake then he said, "W-Why a-are you here?"

I replied, "because I crave of you."