Authors Note: So MAY is gone and JUNE is finally here, that means I'm on my vacation from work, the whole reason for my HIATUS was that I was too tired from work both mentally and psychically and my day offs were just too busy, I started my vacation today so I HAVE RETURNED! Finishing where I left off, now begins the PAIN arc and CONCLUDES with the FIRST of THREE ALTERNATIVE ENDINGS.

The Aftermath of Michael's death rings through the heart of those who held him dear. How can they move on without him?

Christian POV:

ONE MONTH LATER.

"He's truly gone, isn't he? I woke up every morning next to him, I woke up to never-ending smile every day. How does one forget that? How does move past that?", I say.

"Losing a loved one is never easy, that's why I'm here to help", she said as I sigh. 

"Is that what you want to hear? That I lost everything when I lost him?", I say as I gulp. 

"You still have your company, your friends, people that hold you dear", she explains.

"Friends? Their Michael's friends", I say.

"Michael is gone", he says.

"Don't fucking say that!", I yell. 

"Christian, in this state you're a hazard to yourself and the people around you. Doing this isn't optional, it is required, so get your ass in gear and take this seriously!", she warned. 

"What can you say to me to possibly help me?", I say as I look her dead in the eye. 

"We'll get you the help you need, I can guarantee it, just trust me Mr. Grey", she says as she gulped. 

She looked like she was scared out of her mind, I really do intimidate people ...

"Fuck this", I sigh as I storm out of the office. 

"Mr. Grey! Wait!", she yelled as I exit the doors. 

......

This is bullshit, why am I even doing this? I don't need some intimidated therapist to tell me what I'm doing wrong. I've already been through five of them, everybody needs to stop telling me what to do. 

I head downstairs as Leo greeted me. 

"How'd it go?", he asked as I got into the car. 

"Went smoothly", I said.

"Well, I just got a call from Mrs. Ross, the therapist, she told me how smoothly it went", says Leo.

"She was intimidated by me, I can't help it if I'm scary", I say. 

"Christian...", says Leo as he sighed. 

"I'm fine", I insisted. 

"You've been drinking heavily and you almost lost your billion dollar company, you're lucky your father stepped in and took over while you took a leave of absence", says Leo. 

"So you're my therapist now?", I say as I give him the death stare. 

"You need to find something to do that helps you with that rage problem", said Leo.

"I don't have an anger problem, what the fuck are you talking about?", I say.

"Oh, you don't?", said, Leo, as he raised an eyebrow. 

"Oh shut up", I say as I stare out the window.

Leo then dropped me off at my apartment as he stared at me.

 "Christian, we're all worried about you", says Leo.

"You have nothing to worry about, I'm fine", I say.

"Michael hasn't stopped crying after that day, do you know how hard it is to help your him when you don't know how you can, Anna left the country, the shock put Michael's mother in a home. You're not the only one suffering Christian", says Leo.

"If that's the case then leave me alone, I'm in mourning right", I say as I get out of the car.

"Okay man, well do your thing". says Leo.

I then headed to the elevator as I went up to my apartment. I immediately went for my bourbon but it wasn't there. I then headed to the cabinet but all the alcohol was gone. What the hell is going on? 

"Looking for your alcohol?", says a voice behind me.

It was my father, what's he doing here?

"Dad", I say confused.

"You leave of absence will be up in two days", he says as he folds his arms.

"Great, I can get back to business", I say still looking for my bourbon.

"I disposed of all the alcohol in this house, you're not going to find any", he says.

"And why is that? You do know I'm an adult right, I can go buy more", I say as I grab my wallet and headed for the elevator.

"Because I raised you", he says as I stopped. 

"Dad, I'm okay", I say as I turn around.

"I'm not blind, you have one more chance Christian and that's it", he says as a woman walked in. 

"Who's this?", I ask. 

"This is Dr. Emiliee Renard, she's one of the world's leading psychologists", he said as she greeted me.

"Another one?", I sigh.

...........

I then followed her upstairs to my study as we sat down.

"So Mr. Grey... What's going on?", she asked as he opened her book.

Mr. Grey? They all called me that, not one of them called me Christian, I was their patient and none of them called me by my name, is it because I'm highly influential? Is it because I'm a multi-billionaire? They seem so intimidated by my name that it makes them weak, here I go with another one of them. 

"Wanna see something?", I ask as I get up and move closer to her.

"What are you talking about", she says as she looked at me.

I then brushed her cheeks as she gulped.

"What do you think you're doing", she said swatting away my hand. 

"I know what you want", I say as I whisper into her ear.

"This is not appropriate Mr. Grey!", she says in shock as I kiss her.

"Follow me", I say as I bite my lips.

She then gulped hard as I grabbed the keys to the Red Room. She then followed me as I open the door. 

She then screamed as she saw the contents of the room.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!", she says as he slaps me and runs off. 

I then went into the Red Room as I grabbed the bourbon from the table and headed back downstairs.

"What the hell happened! She ran out of here in tears!", yelled my father. 

"Guess I'm too scary for some people", I say as I drank the bourbon.

"Damn it Christian!", he said as he grabbed the bottle and smashed it on the floor. 

"That was my last bottle!", I say as I sigh. 

"This is not a joke!", he warned.

"These therapists are a joke, I'm fine, why doesn't nobody believe that", I say.

"So you don't see that you have a problem?", he asked.

"I don't see a problem, you know what was a problem, that a murderer raised me", I say as my father's face turned red.

"You watch your mouth, that is your mother you're talking about", he warned.

"Doesn't matter anyway, their both dead", I said as he punched me in the face.

I fell hard unto the ground as he drew blood from that one hit. 

"Never thought you were the type to beat your children", I moan as I get up. 

"I've had enough of this! You are officially cut off, if you wanna act like an emotionless child then you will be treated as one", he says as he sent a text.

"What the fuck are you talking about?", I ask as I wiped my face.

"You money, your empire, everything you build from the ground. You will now be cut off from it all", he said as I laughed.

"You don't have the authority to do that", I said amused. 

"I truly do, you're now under house arrest until further notice, I'll make it officially legal in the court of law in the morning", said my father as Taylor walked in.

"You sent Taylor to keep an eye on me. It's me he works for you know", I say.

"Taylor is hired by Grey Enterprises as your bodyguard, he works for me now", said my father as I head to the elevator.

"Fuck this shit!", I say as Taylor floored me.

"I'm sorry Mr. Grey", he says as I fall to the ground.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!", I yell as I get up. 

"Christian... I'm sorry ... this is the only way, you are a danger to yourself and everyone around you. You leave me no choice, if you want to act like a child, you'll be treated as one", said my father as he looked me dead in the eye.

He's not kidding around, he's serious, I can't believe this! 

.........

To be Continued in the Pain Arc ~ (2): A Dream That Can't Come True