After talking to Jessica on phone, something told me to call Aunt Vicky and tell her; her daughter is fine, and probably in one of her friends house. However, when I remembered her mother didn't even care or wasn't really worried about it, I decided not to bother her. Jessica was already wild to her after all, when she returns back home she would be welcomed. Suddenly, Frank's thoughts came into my mind and I decided to go to their house and see Mam Camila. Thus, I stopped a cab and hopped in. Just as the cab began moving, I dialed Frank's contact again. It was still unreachable. Then I decided to send him a text message, but just as I was about to do that the cab-man matched the brake causing the car to stop abruptly. I nearly hit my head on the front passenger seat the fact that I was sitting at the back, however I was able to quickly reacted. I used my hands to protect myself from hitting my head on the seat, however in the process of doing that my phone dropped without my knowledge. It fell down, and when I quickly took it to check if something bad happen to it I realized it was still intact. Then I raised my head about to yell at the cab-man, however he was too quick to apologize and then told me it wasn't his fault, that there was a sudden stop by all the vehicles in the front… to which I raised my head and found out he was right about it. Some cars had even hit each other, causing fractures and broken headlights and brake stroke reverse lights. What exactly was going on? I wondered. It was really had to tell, some people were outside trying to figure out what was going on though. And just as I was about going out, the cab-man told me it might not be safe for me to do that as the danger ahead might be immense. He even suggested we turn back and follow another route but I didn't like the idea because that was the route I knew better. I wouldn't be happy to follow another route that would lead me into danger. Although nothing like that had ever happened before, but anything could happen and at any given time. Hence I told him to just wait until the problem is sorted out. At first he didn't agree, but when I promised to add more money to the fare, he agreed. Some people really valued money more than their safety. What if we had followed the other route which I assumed was unpopular and insecure, and then ended up in a very big problem? Well, he might have followed it countless times before and knew exactly how it was. If it wasn't safe, he might not have suggested it. However, I didn't want us to take any chances by following the route and ending up in a grave danger. While waiting patiently, someone… or should I say another cab-man came to my own cab-man and told him that there was an accident involving a gas tank at the forefront, one of his friends told him that and that that the best thing is for us to turn back. I was shocked to hear that. That means, we would have to follow the unpopular and insecure route. Fortunately though, other vehicles began reversing back, they must have been advised to do the same too. Seeing that, I told my driver that he should do the same since it wasn't as if we have any choice. He gladly reversed back and made a turn heading back. Hence, he took the other route together with many other vehicles. All that while, I was eager to see us at Walter's Manson main gate. Even though I knew I might not meet Frank there, but at least I would be able to hear more about the situation from Mam Camila. The calls we had wasn't enough, I needed to know more about the whole situation. I believe wherever he went to, he would surely return home if he wasn't in danger. The sad thing though was we didn't know exactly where he was at the moment. I had wanted texting him before but the fact that his number was unreachable, I knew the text would be unanswered hence I decided to change my mind. Just then the thought of Patrick and Paul came into my mind, I had left the house without telling them where I was heading to. We had just been together for a day but I was already missing them, and I bet they were also missing me. Two adorables kids, if only they had good parents they would have been the happiests in the entire world. However, they had complicated and naive parents. Their mother was a self-centered woman, while their father was a pervert. If they were my kids, I would take good care of them and give them both motherly and fatherly love. I would try my best to make sure I focus my attention more on them than on myself, they would be my first snd foremost, and my number one priority. I used to love kids before, sleeping on the same bed with those two made me love kids even more. I wouldn't really mind if their mom keep them with me for some time, I would take good care of them. Talking about leaving them with me for some time, I don't really think their father would be back soon. He wouldn't be released because what he did was way too much. He can't be pardoned, and the least punishment he might get would be life improvement. Otherwise, capital punishment might applied. Although, if he was lucky they might look into his health or psychological problem and might decide to lessen the punishment. They might decide to also have him confined and treated. But the possibility of that happening is sheer since it wasn't a mental disorder.
As soon as we arrived at the Walter's Manson, I paid the cab-man and then exited the cab. After exiting, I headed straight to the main gate. It opened after having stared at the camera for some seconds. It wasn't a face i.d lock system actually, or a computerized visual identification, it was actually one of the securities approving one's identity before allowing them in. I was a known person in the mansion, you know, I needed nobody from the inside to tell anybody to open the gate for me. Just as I began walking inside, a golf car came and made a U-turn. The person driving, who happened to be one of the securities greeted me and then told me ti get in. Thus, I entered and then he gave me a ride to the mansion where I was welcomed in by Mam Camila who was standing at the door with some of the maids. She welcomed me warmly and told me she never knew I was coming. Well, I really thought I told her about it. I might have told her though, but somehow she might have forgotten about it. Nevertheless, I asked how she was and she told me she wasn't fine. When I asked if she had fever, she told me she didn't have fever and that she would only be fine when Frank arrives home. It was obvious she cared about him too like her very own child, or should I say grandchild. Seeing how restless she was, I held her and sweet-talked her into going back into the mansion. While inside and heading towards the resting section in the first floor. We sat down and she began narrating everything to me. That they really thought he was with me, until it all dawned on them. And currently, they were able to track his phone. The last place he went to with the phone before it went off. When I asked if they had retrieved his car from the restaurant where he left it, she told me they did. And currently they were scrutinizing the bar he went to become that was exactly where his phone turned off. Hearing that, something came into my mind. What was he doing in the bar and called him there? I thought to myself as my heart began beating fast. Jessica also went to a bar, and she had his contact. Infact they used to communicate. If she wasn't the one that called him to the bar he went to, then who was it? I wondered as the thought about the dreams I had with them kept bumping into my mind. Mam Camila called my name for the umpteenth time and asked if I was okay, and that I had been silent for a while and wasn't responding to her calls. Thus I told her I was only thinking about something, she asked what it was and then I told her Jessica had been in a bar too since in the afternoon the day prior. And something was telling me they were together, they must have seen each other. Just then, Mam Camila asked if I had call her… to which I responded positively and told her we spoke earlier but not about Frank. Hearing that, she asked me to call her and ask her about Frank but I shrugged the idea by telling her Jessica would think I was disturbing her. However, she would be responsive if Mam Camila called her by herself. Hearing that, Mam Camila decided to make the call. I gave her Jessica's number and she called her. It rang and didn't take much time for Jessica to pick the call. The moment she picked the call she asked who the caller was. Mam Camila told her she was the one, hence Jessica wowed and then greeted her. After the greetings, she asked about Frank. And guess what answer Jessica gave her? She told her he had headed for home already and should at home by now. "You mean you met him today and he's currently on his way home? Did he told you where he had been throughout the night? I hope he was in good health when you guys met?" Mam Camila queried, concerned. However, Jessica heaved a sigh and told her they had been together all night and that if he comes back he will explain everything to her and everyone elses. Hearing that, I felt like the whole world was on my head. I couldn't even say a word as I was speechless. It was obvious Frank was the man I heard yawning in the background when I called, but did they slept? I trusted Frank so much and even Mam Camila knew he wasn't the kind of a guy, she told me to calm down and wait for him to return first. Surprisingly, one of the maids rushed to us from outside the mansion and apprised us that he was back. Mam Camila and I quickly stood to our feet about running out to check on him, only to see him storming into the mansion with some of the security guards and servants around him… trying to see if he was fine. Happiness was written allover their faces except mine because I already knew he was fine and knew he was coming back soon after Mam Camila's phone call with Jessica. Frank kept walking fast signalling the servants and security guards to clear space for. And just as he was about walking upstairs he saw Mam Camila and I standing on one side and staring at him. However, he turned his face away and began walking upstairs. Everyone's eyes was now on me, Mam Camila whispered into my ears to go and meet him so I could know exactly what happened. "Only you can approach about it him at the moment. We don't have the authority to do that" she encouraged me.
Thus, I nodded in acknowledgement and then walked over to the broad stairway gently. I began climbing the stairs with different kinds of thoughts pacing my mind. I really hoped and prayed that what happened in my dreams wasn't what happened while the two were together, otherwise I would be doomed. I would never even forgive myself, nor Jessica or Frank for what happened. Just as I arrived at the second floor, I went straight to his apartment. There, I saw him sitting on the couch. He looked sad and was obviously deep in his thoughts. I didn't know exactly what happened but I was very sure he wasn't in a good mood. I gently walked over to him and sat beside him on the couch thinking about how touching him when he stood to his feet and walked few steps away from me. He then turned and looked at me. Out of curiosity, I asked him what was wrong and if everything was fine but he didn't reply me. He just stared at me for some seconds and the lowered his gaze and shut his eyes. I didn't really know why he did that, he was obvious bothered. But what was bothering him exactly? I stood about walking over to him only for him to tell me to stop in a command tone. I was scared, he had never opened his mouth and yell at me before. Infact, when he said that I jolted and quickly sat back in the couch. When he realized his mistake, he apologized and then heaved a sigh. Thus, he told me he isn't in the mood to talk, and that he would like to be left alone at the moment. I tried to know what was going on but all efforts to no avail, and in the end he told me to just go home… that maybe some other time, he would explain everything to me but now, he wasn't really in the mood. Seeing that he was very serious, I decided to let him be. And with tears rolling down my cheeks, I stood and turned to leave. Suddenly, he told me he was very sorry for everything. "No problem, I understand" I sniffed and then left after telling him to take good care of himself. After leaving his apartment, I wiped my tears and cleared my face. I didn't want Mam Camila or anybody to see my tears. Unfortunately, as soon as I walked down the stairs Mam Camila knew something wasn't right. She knew something really went wrong. She even acknowledged the fact that I was in tears. Fortunately for me, she didn't bother asking what happened up there or how our conversation went. She just hugged me and whispered into my ears that everything will be fine. She also advised me to talk to Jessica, only her could tell what exactly happened and why he was in such a bad mood today. According to her, she had never seen him in such situation before. He looked so engrossed in anger, all the servants were scared. None of them could even return to work as they were totally confused. After consoling me, she summoned the driver and told him to go and get the car reader in order to take me home. The driver obliged and quickly ran as fast as he could. Thus, she ordered the rest of the servants around to all return back to their duties. At first they were hesitant, but gradually they all acknowledged and did as they were told.
Hence, Mam Camila and I began waking towards the main entrance. I was so sad and wished I could just see myself at home already. When we arrived outside where the driver parked the car, she opened the back passenger's seat door for me. And just as I hopped in, she told me not to worry. That everything would be fine. She wasn't tired of consoling me, and I also wasn't tired of hearing her do that. I really needed that as that was what was calming me down. After having acknowledged her advices, she told me to send her regards to Aunt Vicky before shutting the door off. Just then the driver began driving gently until we finally drove out of the main gate, thus he increased the speed after telling me to fasten my seatbelt.
As he continued to drive, I kept thinking about Frank. The love of my life. Seeing him in such state made me sad, he didn't even want me around him. If only he could tell me what exactly was wrong, maybe we would know how to solve the problem. That was one of the importance of relationship, to fight for each other to face any state or condition together. I believed if I were to be in his shoes, I wouldn't shun him. I would be so glad to see him close to me even, so even if I was going to cry I would do that in his arms while he cuddles me. I loved being cuddle, that would calm me down.
Anyways, since he wasn't ready to share his worries with me then I would give him the space he needed. Hopefully the next day he would come looking for me. But what if he refused to come? What if he didn't get over his worries soon, would that mean the end of our relationship? Well, only time would tell. By the way, I was still curious about what exactly happened and why he was so upset. Did Jessica said something bad to him? Did he subjected him to danger? Or did she tried to seduce him and he pulled her away? By the way, where did they even spent the night? Wasn't in a motel? Did they shared the same bed? What exactly happened between them? I kept thinking like I was going to lose my mind any second. And as time went on, I didn't even know what to think again. I just remained calm in the car and waited patiently for us to arrive home.
