Judas kiss

Chapter 85 - My adopted son.



Chapter 85 - My adopted son.

"I'm only allowing you to stay here because you're like a son to me. Also not ignoring the fact that you

might relapse as soon as you walk out of my sight." Garreth said cautiously. "I have a thirteen year old

staying here and I swear to God if you influence him or teach him anything... I will not hesitate putting

my hands on you."

"Thanks, I really appreciate it. Everything... you have done for me." Ignacio said rigid in his stance.

"Alright.." Garreth said softly. "Everything is all stocked up, I think you want to freshen up. Breakfast is

in an hour. I'm bringing a barber to give you a hair cut..."

Ignacio ran his right hand through his shoulder length voluminous jet black hair. He knew Garreth was

right, he needed to start over. From his hair to his clothing to his attitude towards life.

"That's if you want to have a hair cut.." Garreth added.

"I do, I want a new start."

Garreth nodded.

"Has Spencer reached out?"

"No.." Ignacio replied.

"If he does, let me know."

"Don't kill him, he was just—"

"I won't, I just want to know if he is okay. You're both like my sons, I would never want anything

happening to you both. I practically raised you.. I feel I'm somehow responsible for every life decision

you both ever made."

Ignacio nodded, eyes glistening with tears. It was weird, he was worried about who will pick him up

from rehab but even more scared when he saw Garreth waiting for him in the psychiatrist's office. Now

he just felt overwhelmed.

"It's not your fault." Ignacio replied wiping a tear away. "I own up to everything I did."

"Im glad." He paused. "I will give you some time to brief me a business idea that you want to start. I will

invest in it, let's start from there. I don't want you anywhere near any of my clubs. Especially club

Savannah, stay away from all your old friends."

"Thank you, Garreth." Was the only thing Ignacio could say. He was fully overwhelmed that anyone

cared about him. Not after what he did—

"You're good looking young man, Ignacio. I don't know how these things work but... Spencer isn't worth

it. Not worth your life or your tears. Love is bullshit but I assure that you will find someone deserving

alright?"

"Yeah.." Ignacio sniveled. "Thanks!"

"Alright wash up, breakfast is in an hour." Garreth said finally leaving him in his own space. Alone to

process his thoughts, the first thing he thought to do was contact Luc. He didn't like the way things

ended, he remembered all the good times he had with Luc. How they danced, had shots, watched the

sunset from his balcony on top of club Savannah. He took it for granted because he was busy trying

really hard to impress someone who didn't even care about him at all.

Ignacio didn't hate Spencer. He hated himself for having gone that far ahead with madness. Now he

had ruined their friendship and most probably the only person who cared about him with sincere

fondness. He ruined that. Not sure if Spencer would ever return or if he was alright.. Ignacio looked at

the reflection that stated back at him on the mirror. He hated this image, absolutely loathed it. Looking

through the drawers in his conjoined bathroom, he found a scissor. Ofcourse there had to be one. NotCopyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

wasting anytime, Ignacio almost immediately started cutting off streaks of his jet black hair. Getting

some sort of satisfaction from the way it fell onto the floor.

In about fifteen minutes, he looked on the mirror facing his unevenly cut hair. It was a good change. He

hadn't had short hair for good eight years. He looked different. More approachable. For the first in so

long Ignacio gave himself a smile. Now he could have a proper bath.

So he did.

He thought about all the things he wanted to changed about himself. His therapist from Rehab had told

him to write a list of things he wants to change about himself and people around him. People he wants

to personally apologize to. People he wants to cut off.

There was a knock on the door by the time he was done wearing the clothes that's Garreth had

temporarily given him to wear until they could go buy new clothes. It was just a long sleeve woolen

jersey and some plain jeans.

"Come in!" He replied.

"Hey man, Garreth sent me up to cut your—" the man chuckled. "The job seems to be done."

"Nah, come on this looks like I ripped my hair off. Give me something proper to work with.." Ignacio

replied.

The barber nodded, bringing in his equipment. Laying it on the dress table on the the far right of the

table. Ignacio sat down... in front of the mirror.

"What can I do?"

"A buzz cut, just shape the edges.. something that looks good. That shapes my face well."

"Alright.. that's easy. Infact you already made my job easy but don't tell Garreth because he is my best

paying customer." He joked.

"Don't worry your secret is safe with me, bud." Ignacio laughed, genuinely. It felt good, he felt good. For

the first time in forever he felt as if he wasn't fucking up his life. He liked this direction. He was grateful

for having been given a second chance.

? ? ?? ?

"Lyle this is Ignacio, my son." Garreth said proudly when he saw his new look.

"I thought you said you didn't have a son?" Lyle said taking a spoonful of cornflakes cereal.

"My adopted son." Garreth smiled. "Thought I would talk to you later about having your last name

changed huh? How does that sound?"

Ignacio was speechless.

"Really?"

"Ofcourse!"

"Ignacio this is Lyle, my step son." Garreth said ruffling Lyle's Jet Black hair. Lyle only cringed. "Not the

hair buddy!" Lyle teased, knowing that Garreth always called everything and everyone buddy.

"Cool haircut." Lyle added.

"Thanks, just got it done." Ignacio replied taking a seat.

"Alright everyone take a sit. I have been going to this cooking class for a month now so if you don't like

my food you're free to eat cereal." Marcela said bringing a plate full of pancakes.

When Marcela turned around.

"Just pretend you like it.. she has been working hard." Garreth whispered.

"Atleast it's not noodles." Lyle replied.

For a moment everything seemed to be falling into place.


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