The Billionaire's Maid man×boy (reposted)

Chapter 7

Lucas

"Hey. I never asked. What's the name Mr.Anthony's wife?"

"Marianne." Forrest answers.

And then it hits me.

The song that the band played came to an end and a new classic one started. As fingers play cords and the beat is lead by the drummer my only focus is on the sound of the violin.

The air around me becomes somehow visible even though something like that isn't possible. The glimmer of the chandelier, the glitter dresses of the ladies and their jewelry become a golden mess before my eyes. It feels like heaven. Like floating.

But the opposite is taking over my insides. My stomach is churned and I never thought that I could feel physical pain where my heart is. My head starts to hurt and I squeeze my eyes shut.

It seems like a dramatic reaction, maybe it is, but the childhood trauma is to be blamed.

"Lucas. LUCAS! Are you ok?" I hear Forrest shouting while gripping my shoulders hard.

"Yes," I answer with a big smile but the tears coming out of my eyes tell another story. It's those times when you feel bad and someone asks you if you are ok and make it worse and you start to cry.

"What's going on? Please say something, Lucas." Forrest pleads me but I can't even open my mouth because of the cries leaving me.

"I think we should go somewhere private," Forrest suggest and I can feel eyes landing on us.

"Justin, stay here." Forrest continues and then I feel myself being moved and the noise of the violin fades away.

Time becomes nonexistent as I feel cold air hitting my skin and my blonde hair being blown away by the wind. I'm outside.

"LUCAS, LOOK AT ME!" I hear Forrest's loud voice and when I open my eyes I see his blurred cute face in front of me.

I close my eyes again and feel myself fade away when suddenly a hard slap lands on my right cheek, making me instantly come back to reality.

I put my hand on my cheek and wince. I look at Forrest and see him with his hand raised but when he realizes that I am back to reality he sighs in relief and grips my upper arms.

"What's happening?" He asks now with a calm and sympathetic voice. I start to cry. That silent cry that leaves your throat in an unsupportable pain that sucks your voice away.

I feel Forrest gently whipping my tears.

"I need to sit down," I whisper and I'm immediately taken by Forrest and lied onto the ground, my back resting on what I assume is a wall of Mr.Anthony's mansion. I look around and notice that we are in the place where I came first to be interviewed. I notice the pool and the table with two chairs along with the colorful umbrella.

"Was it a panic attack that usually happens or was it with a reason?" Forrest asks.

I turn my head to look at him and analyze his eyes for a while and try to decide if I should tell him. He told me about his crappy childhood and life and it would be good if I talked about mine. I feel like we would have a better bond if we both know about each other's problems.

"You promise you will not tell anyone," I demand and he scoffs.

"Who could I tell? Justin? My dead sister?" He jokes with a sigh. "I'm only gonna tell my cats. I promise." He continues and shows me his pinky finger. I smile and shake it.

And then I begin.

"I was born on the 16th of July 2002. I was the second child my mom had after my big brother Kevin. My childhood was pretty normal for my whole first five years except that my dad worked in the army and he was gone one year after my birth. Three years after I was born my mom had another child. George. I was too young to understand but years later I knew that Geroge wasn't my dad's child because he is mixed and both my parents are white. My dad came back when I was five but then he left again. I still loved him even though I rarely saw him. When I was five he came home and mom and he had another child. At birth, we found out that my mom was having twins. We didn't know until then because we didn't have money so my mom couldn't go to a doctor to see the gender. The twins were one boy and one girl. Ben and Bea.