67 : Lose you forever… { TW : Suicidal behavior }

Two weeks already flied since Haru came back safe and sound.

Thomas and his men were already on Lee case and Angela will be going through a harsh trial in a month. For now, she was in correctional jail for omegas.

Thomas was visiting London every single days and spending his nights in the hospital. He already gathered every evidence to throw Barney in jail forever. Thomas barged in the Priest house two days ago and almost killed the man. He broke the man's nose, one of his arm and crushed his private part. Barney wouldn't be able to use his virility til he died.

Luke had to stop Thomas from commit the irreparable, though he enjoyed seeing the cold Thomas lose his mind, and Barney was sent in an hospital in another town. He was under surveillance and no one could visit him. Because Thomas was afraid of what would happen to London, he asked to move him in the most private room of the hospital where two body guards were constantly in front of the door.

London's mother and sister were awful. They believed Barney who told them that London was seducing him since he was dating the older sister. He also said that London invited him the night he had his accident.

But Barney didn't know that Thomas had cameras in his apartment. They filmed everything and even when he tried to drug London. With this much evidences, Barney is done.

Thomas was sitting next to London. The latter was staring out the window.

He didn't seem tired but there was no life in his eyes.

Thomas took London's hand and started to clean it with a wet and warm towel. He couldn't help but bit his lips in front of the bandage around London's wrist.

He had tried to kill himself so many times in these past days that they had to clear his new room from everything.

There was nothing except the bed, the TV and the monitor. Thomas did bring some books but London never touched it.

" - Tomorrow… Barney will be judged officially," Thomas announced.

He thought London would ignored him but to his surprised, for the first time in two weeks, London looked at him.

The color in eyes was troubled as if he was about to cry. His lips shivered but he didn't say anything for a long time.

Thomas hold his hand carefully, waiting patiently.

" - I… I don't want to go," London said in a whisper.

Thomas moved from the chair to sit on the bed and face London.

" - You don't have to go but having your voice against him will be more powerful. This man stalked you for years and tried to… " he was struggling to talk. " I will not force you. I promise." Thomas finally said.

After Thomas finished talking, London turned his head again towards the window and, once again, his eyes lost every will to live.

Thomas kept him company for a bit before he finally went outside to have a smoke. Minutes later, Grandpa Priest arrived. He was holding a beautiful bouquet and a basket of crackers, chips and all kinds of fats London was fond of.

" - Already tired ?" Grandpa asked to Thomas.

" - He's more tired than me," Thomas replied with a soft chuckle.

" - At least you know. What about the baby ?" Grandpa asked as he sat on the bench.

" - I put him in my family grave. London might be angry but he wouldn't like it if his son was buried next to the Priest. " Thomas marked a small pause. " I didn't mean to offend you."

" - Don't worry. You are right. London is a Priest but he's actually better than us. Your son will be happier with your parents." Grandpa said.

He sighed, tired. He was too old for all the problem he had. With Barney soon in jail, he knew that his daughter in law and his son will be Thomas next target. And though he loved his family, he knew full well they deserved to be punish.

" - What are you going to do next ? Are you going to divorce ?" Grandpa asked.

Thomas didn't answer right away, before he said :

" - Call me selfish but I will not. You might not believe me but… what I told you the first time I asked for London's hand was right. I love him. But my own revenge was too important so I hurt him. I was angry because he didn't know anything and he was just… living so happily. I hate myself for what happened and he will never forgive me. I know it but… He's my family. I didn't want to divorce back then and I still don't want. "

" - What will you do if he wants to leave you ?" Grandpa Priest asked, curious.

Thomas chuckled.

" - He's your own grandchild and you don't know him ?"

Grandpa raised an eyebrow, not understanding.

" - London will not divorce me unless I do it. No… he's going to make me suffer. He's going to hate me for the rest of his life and he will never let me be happy. " Thomas said with a smile.

" - That's true. London is that type of man. Kind and cruel. You look glad !"

" - I am. That's mean we both have a lifetime together. It's more than enough for me to show him how much I love him and how much I was stupid."

Grandpa Priest sighed.

" - But… you know. I think he's waiting."

" - He's waiting ?" Thomas repeated.

" - That child is in love with you. You weren't the first man to come up to me and asked London's hand. But you were the first one that moved him. People tended to approach him to use him… He knew it and that's why he always break things with them when they started to cling to him. My guess was… London had never loved them. But you are different. Your relationship started because you wanted to use him just like the others, but London was so fond of you that he couldn't see through you and I couldn't protect him. You said your love is genuine… But London's love for you is on another level. Right now, he's probably being conflicted. "

Grandpa Priest stood up and gave Thomas the basket.

" - You are right. He will not divorce you. Not because he wants to hurt you but because he loves you too much. That child is too weak when it comes to affection."

He slowly shook his head.

" - Ah… Youth…" he sighed as he walked away.

" - Are you not going to visit him ?" Thomas asked him.

" - If I see him right now, he might leave you for good and go back to that house. I still believe that the Priest family doesn't deserve this child." he said as he took his leave.

Thomas looked down to the basket. After some times, he decided to go back in the room.

London was still looking outside. A nurse was next to the man, checking his monitors.

" - Mr Faith," she greeted him.

Her cheeks became red when Thomas politely smiled at her.

" - M-Mr Priest need to take an antidepressant before he goes to sleep. Make sure he drink it please," she said shyly while she tucked a strand of her brown light hair behind her ear.

" - Sure. Thank you," Thomas replied, ignoring her behavior.

When she finally left, he sat back on the chair, after he put the basket on the night stand.

" - It's from your grandfather. "

Now that Thomas was thinking about it, the old man had left back with the bouquet. Maybe it was for his deceased child.

" - The doctor said you can leave the hospital in two days but if you want to stay more days… we will stay." Thomas continued.

" - I want to leave," London replied without looking at him.

Thomas smiled, relieved that London was listening to him. While at it, he talked about Haru. After all that happened, he didn't have time to tell London about Haru' situation. So he choose this moment to tell him. London did not react much, not before Thomas evoked Haru's twins.

He turned his head towards Thomas when the man proposed to show him a picture.

London looked at the picture for a while and a small sad smile appear on his lips.

Thomas was afraid that this topic would make London angry, but, in contrary, London seemed calm and genuinely happy for his friend.

" - Thomas."

Thomas' heart skipped a beat when he heard London's voice calling him.

Still, the man wasn't looking at him.

" - When I'm discharged, bring me to my baby. "

Thomas didn't respond right away.

" - I… I need to see him," London voiced in a whisper.

He was about to cry when Thomas sat on the bed and took his hand.

" - Okay… Let's go see him…"

London started to cry again and Thomas couldn't stop him. He wanted to hug London, but he knew full well that if he did it, London will certainly cut his own wrist again.

Thomas attempted to comfort him a week ago and London, though he didn't react at the time, cut his wrist as soon as Thomas left the room.

Not only that, he would hurt himself if Thomas attempted to hug him, touch his face or even wipe away his tears.

After changing his room, Thomas could finally touch London's hands and help him take his bath. He didn't dare doing something more even if he wanted.

London was always on guards around Thomas. He was not violent anymore, but Thomas knew that he had to be careful, if not, he could lose London forever…