I’m Dedicated To You

BRADLEY’S POV

I stretched lazily on my bed when the brightness of the sun slipped through my window curtains and I hissed frustratedly.

I tried to pry my eyes open but I closed it back immediately, wincing in pain because of the headache that hit me. “Gosh, don’t tell me it’s another hangover,” I muttered and I pry my eyes open again but this time I opened it more gently.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

I looked around my room plainly and I took in the loneliness that was flying all around. I came back into the house the other night drunk because that was the only way I could be able to sleep and that has been my routine for a week now.

It has been a week since Georgina left me and I have been in despair not knowing what to do and how I should feel.

I thought it was going to be okay since I knew she was coming back and I could see her again but it was worse. He has been miserable and feeling pathetic.

How could I cope with her not being by my side? The longing was slowly killing me and I do not think I could hold on for long.

My phone blares up with a call and I noticed that the phone was placed nicely beside my bed stand and that it was the butler that placed it there. I was too wasted the woman there at night to really care.

I picked up my phone and I dropped it for the person to say something but I was still trying to gather my thoughts.

“Good morning, boss,” one of my men on the other side of the phone greeted me and I hummed in response.

“I am calling to report about your cousin,” he said and my eyes went wide open immediately.

Ever since that day that I nabbed Daniel, he and Jayden have been subjected to endless torture and that was my way of easing myself of Georgina’s absence, and since the two are partly the cause they were a good subject.

“What about him?” I asked in a cold voice getting off the bed. “He has finally lost his mind so I want to ask what we should do now,” he reported and I smiled while gearing something interesting for the first time in a week.

“I will be there,” I said and hung up on the phone. I planned to get Jayden to lose his mind which is the best revenge for what he and his father has done.

I knew that was not the first time the man planned an assassination on me so it was my way of getting back at him.

My way of getting back at my Uncle.

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I was currently driving the car to Hale’s ancestral mansion with Douglas beside me and Jayden at the back muttering some incoherent words.

“Can you please get this psycho off me, Bradley!” Douglas yelled and I saw Jayden hopping on his back from the back of the seat and I shook my head.

I should have got him sedated.

“I think. you have a lot more things to worry about, your brother is still plotting against you don’t you think you should do something,” I said to Douglas and he hissed frustratedly. “I would take care of my problem but get this crazy psycho off first,” he says but I didn’t bother because we were already in front of the mansion.

I screeched to a stop in front of the mansion and I saw my family already outside waiting for me and I knew that we were already looking forward to what was about to happen.

“My son! What did you do to my son?” My aunt rushed towards me dragging my shirt and I ripped my shirt off her hands in anger. “If you are this compassionate then you should have trained your son well instead of letting him run wild,” I said glaring at the woman coldly and she staggered backwards.

My words must have shocked her but also passed a signal about the state of her son. I walked towards the backseat to open the back door to dump Jayden for them seeing that Douglas was not making the move to leave the car.

I might not want to interfere in my family’s business.

“You want your son, right? Here he is,” I say dragging Jayden out of the car and I dumped it in front of them.

Everyone gasped immediately they came in contact with Jayden’s state and they were more puzzled to see what has become of him.

“What did you do to my son? Why is he speaking to himself?” My aunt asked but I did not bother to look at her but my grandfather, who looked like he might be giving up the ghost anytime soon. “Don’t collapse, grandfather, there are many more things to witness,” I said mockingly and my Uncle charged at me immediately.

“How dare you!” He roared, launching a punch but I avoided his attack in a swift mood which sent him flying to the ground and he winced in pain.

“Don’t do that Uncle you are too old for little games like that, I got kidnapped back then because I was little and naive but don’t do that now, you can only get away with this if I allow it, the perfect example is your,” I say the point at Jayden that has started playing with his father’s cloth hem.

“What kind of person are you? I do not have such a grandson like you,” Grandfather roared and I knew what he was going to say next but my mother beat him to it. “Father, please don’t be angry I am sure that Bradley would do something to it, right?” My mother says, looking at me and asking me to beg. Her looks were still the same.

That was the look she gave me that time asking me to swallow everything up and join the army.

“Why should I apologize for doing the right thing? His grandson planned an attack on me and it’s only right that I retaliated, right father?” I asked my father, who has been silent ever since I arrived.

My grandfather and mother looked at him in anticipation wondering what he was going to say. “You did right,” were my father’s words and he turned around to leave but my uncle’s voice stopped his steps.

“That’s the only thing you have to say? Your son ruined my son’s life!” He bellowed and my father scoffed. “Your son is lucky he is not six feet under and you are also lucky that I have been lenient on you all this while so I hope you thread consciously now,” my father warned glaring at his brother and the other man cowered in fear.

My grandfather’s mood turned more sullen looking at his grandson on the floor and aunt Kate was still trying to gather her thoughts and my Uncle was busy lamenting how life has been unfair.

“Did you have to go this far?” My grandfather asked and I just shook my head. “No, grandfather you are the one that went far by sending a teenager to join the army trying to suppress him. You can say I just returned the favor of your ruthlessness,” I say and my mom gasped hearing my words.

“You might disown me now grandfather….. I do not care,” I say entering into the car without caring about what they were all going to do and that’s the truth. I do not care.

The only thing I am looking forward to is her return. Her return to me.