Remembering Gatsby (A Sequel to A Night Without Gatsby)

Chapter 5- Peaceful Serenity

Gatsby gently lowered himself in his seat. It had been too long since he gave orders around his business. He corrected what was wrong and patched the parts of the workforce he controlled. Everything was back on track within two months. 

It was now Thanksgiving break, and Rose was heading back home by herself. She didn't ride the bus in fear of seeing the kids in her class. She disliked them, to say the least. Walking along the street, she made sure to keep an eye on traffic as she went up to the corner. 

The young male who was there the last time saw her. His eyes grew in happiness and his heart pounded. But, as it always does, his mind hesitated. It reminded him of the promise he made. 'You promised to leave her alone after the last time.' He nodded to himself and kept selling the newspapers he was supposed to at the end of the day. A loud clamour of people shouting and cussing drew the boys attention back to Rose. It looked like she was frozen in fear of crossing by herself. He looked to the cop who was directing traffic, expecting him to help the poor thing out. But instead, he was yelling at her to move. Filled with rage, the lad put his newspapers down and went to Rose. "Need help again?" 

Rose jolted out of her trance, looking up at the tall boy. She nodded in embarrassment. The boy took her hand and walked her across. He stopped in the middle of the road and took a deep breath. 

"EXTRA, EXTRA!! READ ALL ABOUT IT!! COP AND CITIZENS HARASS A YOUNG GIRL FOR BEING SCARED!!!" He then crossed with Rose and helped her up the curb. Traffic went to normal, the people cussing and revving up their engines as they sped away to their destinations. Rose looked up to him, eyes drenched in big tears. 

"Thank you..." She sniffled. He gently wiped her tears. 

"It's alright. Shall I take you to the same place?" 

"Please..."

They walked, hand in hand, back to Klaus and Draven's home. Rose looked at the dirty streets, newspapers flying off and trash and bags being carried in the wind. She laid her head on the boy's shoulder, her eyes and feet tired. 

~~~

Klaus paced back and forth again. Draven yawned softly as he laid on the couch and watched. "What's wrong this time?" 

"I'm still worried for Rose... We should be walking her home, it's irresponsible of us to leave her out there in the harsh world!" 

"Love, you get here five minutes before she does because of work, we don't have a car, and I get here barely two minutes before she comes because of work as well. She'll be fine." 

"For the sake of you, me, Nick, and Jay, I hope you're right." 

A small knock came from the door. Klaus went to get it, and saw the young boy carrying a sleeping Rose in his arms with her small satchel. 

"MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?!" Klaus gently took her in his arms' panic and anxiety setting in. 

"Nothing happened sir, she was just really tired from walking." 

Klaus took her to the bed. Draven smiled softly and sat up. "Thank you for taking the time to walk her here." 

"It's no problem, sir... I just wanted her safe." 

"I actually want to ask, what happened?" 

"Traffic was scaring her so I helped her get home and halfway, she said she was tired so I carried her the rest of the way home." 

Draven nodded slowly. Klaus came back, the way he walked and his silence indicating he was pissed. He went to the kitchen without a word or sound. Draven puffed his cheeks out softly. "Yeah. He's pissed." 

"Did I do something to offend him?" 

"Not at all... I'll go talk with him. May you please go watch over Rose? I'll make dinner in a bit." 

Not wanting to screw up more, the young lad went to the bed and laid down. Watching Rose, he gently moved her hair from her face, taken back from her beauty. With a heavy sigh, he fell asleep. 

"I told you! I told you something bad would happen!!" Klaus was sobbing heavily, his feelings all over the place. "She could have been passed out on the streets, and us like idiots just waiting here for her to come home!!" Draven held him close. He was gently rubbing his back. 

"Love?" 

"What..." 

"... I'll walk her if it makes you feel better. We can afford taking an hour off." 

".. Are you sure..."

"It's disturbing you this much, so, yes. I'm sure." 

Klaus nodded softly. "Dinner is almost ready, tell the kids to come..." 

~~~ 

After a few hours, Gatsby stood up from his seat and turned off the lamp. He headed back to his room, ready to just call it a day and skip dinner. All the bills he had to pay with all the other mafia leaders, along with the house... It was all getting to him. He stripped off his jacket and flopped on the bed, Looking out of the windows and out to the starry skies. His mind wandered as Nick came in. 

"Darling, are you finished already?" Nick crawled on top of Gatsby and laid on him. Gatsby held him close.

"Love, I've been thinking... are you happy here? I mean, what with all the hustle and bustle of the city and all the problems here..." Nick looked at him, confused.

"What are you saying? You know I'm always happy with you by my side."

"But I mean, don't you get bored of just being here? Shouldn't we be going out and doing things?"

"Like what?" Nick nuzzled into his chest, hearing and feeling his heart beat.

Gatsby gently ruffled Nick's hair. "... I guess what I mean is.... I want to travel..."

"Aw, are you having a mid life crisis?~"

"I'm being serious, old sport... I want to go out to the country and explore." Gatsby gently kissed Nick's forehead. "That is, if you're alright with it."

Nick thought about it. "..." He didn't want to go... But if it made Gatsby happy...

"Yeah... It's okay." Nick smiled softly.

"You mean it??"

"Absolutely." Gatsby smiled and got up. "Pack only the essentials!! The rest, we get rid of!" Nick softly puffed his cheeks.

'As long as Jay is happy, I'm happy...' He set off to put everything away.

{Hey, it's me again. I got Wattpad on my phone again so I'll be able to post more. Also, I may or may not do a thing with the stories I'm working on.}