Baron's P-O-V

'Thomas Pestock! You need to sign few papers at the Sheriff's office in 2 hours. You remember that right?' the middle aged guy who has been my nemesis for past three years said in a tone filled with disgust. Can't blame him. I am disgusting.

I just lifted my eyes and looked off again nonchalantly.

He walked closer hastely.

'If I'd have got you for few more days, I swear, you'd learn manners, Pestock.' he said angrily gritting his teeth.

I smirked looking at him.

'Too bad those three years went in vain.' I said.

The guy doesn't piss me off anymore. I pity him. He frowned. I could see his fists clench helplessly, ready to tear my flesh off.

I chuckled to myself looking away from him.

'Just get ready Pestock. I don't want to visit this cell again.' he said and turned away calming down all his anger.

'I'll miss you.' I yelled trying to add fuel to his firing anger.

He turned giving me a dirty look and left. I smirked.

Today is the day. My last day in Hillsborough Orient Road Jail.

********

I looked up as the tiny shower droplets hit my face, gliding to my body. The water was warmer today hitting every bit off my skin like it was trying to rinse off the orange blotch attached to my skin for three years.

I wasn't the same man now, not physically, not mentally. I've the lost the guy I cane here as. Honestly, I don't know who am I right now.

As I closed my eyes trying to breath through the shower, several images of past came to my view. Me, my mother, my basketball team, my motorbike, my agonies, my pains, my hatred, my arrogance, self-loathing frustrations, my first time wrestling, my outbursts, my wins and losses, my.... Bayley!

My eyes opened abruptly as her smiling face appeared into my consciousness. There she was the girl with those colorful clothes and a ponytail at the side of her head, with those big innocent eyes...the only girl I've ever loved and the person who lead me to what I am today.

I still remember the last time I saw her.

3 years and 8 months ago

I saw her walking away through the glass of my windows hoping she won't turn back.

Yes Bayley.. Go back to Finn.. He deserves the child more than anyone else. I tried to console my mind.

But, to my disbelief, she turned! I heard jumped as our eyes locked with 20 feet between us. I couldn't see her emotions but yeah, she did wipe something off her eyes making my heart churn.

Did I hurt her? But, I did what she wanted, didn't I?

I just sacrificed my rights to my child. My child won't be calling me Daddy. He would never know of my existence. Finn, her boyfriend would be his father.

I did not know what was going through my body but my blood flow was something really abnormal and I could feel the heat generating off my body as I thought.

I was breathing hard. My glanced to Bayley who by now had a diminished appearance reaching the high street. But, then I saw a middle aged guy walking right behind her. Is he stalking her?

I didn't know how but my feet got dragged towards the gate on its own and I looked over to Bayley visible faintly with a disgusted face as the guy tried to........ My fists balled and my jaw clenched in immense anger.

'Mr. Pestock, please hurry up!' somebody knocked the bathroom door. I guess I should be quick.

********

'So, Mr. Pestock, this document confirms that you, in whole state of sanity agreed to keep your hands off any sort of crime related to physical or mental damage to any person, property or thing. Aloofness from sort of illegal transaction, gambling or other manipulations too is also an important component of this document. So, if you sign, you do abide by the legal constructs as set by the constitution of the country. Do you agree?' the Sheriff asked me.

Quite honestly, I didn't even feel like going through the entire twelve page document. So, thanks to the Sheriff for explaining in short.

'Yes, he does.' my lawyer stated but the Sheriff's eyes turned to me. 'Do you Mr. Thomas Pestock?' he asked.

I gave him a glare. I know I was going for such a bail, which ensures no probation, no legal constriction or anything but I have to sign the document nonetheless. But, in my mind, I had a feeling, I won't or I don't want to abide by them. There were people I wanted to harm.

'Thomas, do it.' Hunter who was getting me the bail said patting my back.

I know what I was basically doing. I was selling myself to wwe. I owed them. I succumbed to them and I hate my guts for that. However, they were the only family I'm left with.

I nodded and signed the document nonchalantly.

'Thanks Mr. Pestock. I wish you a clean, healthy and prosperous life ahead.' the Sheriff's said holding his hand for me. I shook it without a word.

'Now, Mr. Richard and Mr. Levesque, I need you to for some other formalities.' the Sheriff said to my lawyer and Hunter.

'Yeah. Sure. Thomas, are you gonna wait for us?' Hunter asked.

Frankly speaking, I didn't want a lift from them. Any more favors from them would strip me of my last self esteem.

'No. I think I should leave.' I said.

Hunter smiled. 'Good then. I guess you can't wait to smell the fresh air after three long years.' he said.

I scoffed. 'Don't know if it's still fresh though.' I said sarcastically.

Hunter sighed and smirked. 'When are you planning to join the performance center?' he asked knowing that was only thing I have left.

'As early as possible.' I said.

'Good. It's Friday today. You've got Saturday and Sunday. We'll start with you from Monday.' he said patting me and following Advocate Richards inside.

I watched them leave and sighed. I turned looking at the exit gate of the mansion that housed me for three long years. It was waiting for me.

I walked towards the exit. Cool breeze hit my skin as if kissing my lurking wounds. I put my hands inside my pockets and walked off to the gate to see the only person who visited me every weekend which just ended 8 months ago.

He flashed me a smile from outside. I crossed the gate and hugged him.

Corey looked at me wide eyed.

'Baron!' he mumbled looking at my appearance perhaps shocked.

I smirked running my hand over my hand. 'I didn't like the hair stylists they provide. So, I chose my solution.' I said chuckling.

Corey smiled though still surprised. 'You don't look that bad either.' he said.

I scoffed.

Corey guided me to his car and I took the passenger seat gladly.

'So, how are other things? Amy and kids?' I enquired about his family.

'All good.' Corey said taking the driver's seat.

I smiled. 'And wwe?' I asked.

Corey chuckled. 'Brock Lesnar is the Universal Champion and Aj Styles the wwe Champion.' he said.

'Cool.' I said. 'And what about your announcing mates? Does Bradshaw still brag around?' I asked remembering few traits.

Cory laughed. 'All is well there too. Mike, Tom, Renee, Charly, Dasha, Cole, Byron everyone's as usual. Bradshaw's having a slight tiff with wwe but that's nothing serious. I actually saw him post something on Twitter saying how Smackdown got transitioned during the mid 2004-2007 under few capable wrestling legends.' he said chuckling.

'All hail King Layfield.' I said sarcastically and Corey laughed. He started the car.

There was something else that was lurking me from inside. But, I was battling it like I always did in front of Corey these years. My feet were tapping and my fingers fidgeting. I had the right to know.

'Corey, how are they?' I asked him finally.

Corey looked at me confused from the driver's seat.

'Them who?' he asked but soon, his expressions changed to an enlightened one and he looked away.

'I can't believe you still care.' he said after a silence of few seconds.

'You got no self respect left Baron.' he said chuckling with pity and sadness.

I didn't say anything. I just couldn't face Corey's argument. I knew he was right. I shouldn't even let the thought of their shadows come to me after what happened three years ago. She.. She ruined everything I had. She ruined me, my mind, my soul.

She's a wicked witch with an the mask of an angel who entered my dark life spreading the intoxicating sparkling aura which turned to choke life out and give me the suffocating metaphorical death that I died three years ago.

I lost everything to her.

3 years, 7 months ago

'...you...may now kisssssss the brideeee...' I mumbled climbing the stairs of my house with the bottle of beer dancing in my hand.

'Tom!' Todd ran to balance me on my feet but I pushed him away.

'No Todd, I'm fine. Just leave me..to myself..' I said but tripped suddenly and managed to sit on the stairs... 'everyone does..' I chuckled ending my previous sentence.

'Tom, please don't do this to yourself.' my oldest friend Todd said trying to lift me up but right now every emotion was vague to me. I yanked off my hand from him.

'Leave me you bastard. Why don't you pleasure my mom instead?' I said roughly not in a position to study the circumstances.

Todd gasped. 'For God sake Tom, your mom just slept right now and she's struggling for life. Her breathes are still shallow.' he reminded in a whisper sitting beside me.

My mind somewhat registered that. My mom needed immediate treatments. She was going through few therapies but the doctor said she needed to go for more intricate treatment in New York.

I calmed myself but those buzzes from the television and social media were killing me. I wish I could dominate someone tonight but I can't, not in the presence of my ailing mother.

My vision was blurring to an extreme extent but I gulped some more beer down my throat.

'Tom! Stop this!' Todd tried to grab the bottle away. But, I grabbed it stronger and gulped the full liquid.

'Oh man! Why are you punishing yourself this way Tom? What happened?' Todd said in a broken voice. He aided me to stand up.

I was totally numb. I didn't know what to think or do. Rage was taking over me.

'It can't be.. Sh.. She can't..' I blabbering and loudly burst the beer bottle away.

'Holy crap Tom! Your mom just slept. She would be..' before Todd could finish, my eyes viewed a unclear vision of my mother standing at the top of the stairs.

'Tom. Oh my God! What have you done to yourself son!?' she said running to me.

'Mon, why did you come here?' Todd asked his wife being concerned about her health.

'No Todd, see what my son did to himself. I knew he wasn't well. He was hiding his pain from all of us. Oh Baron! Look at you..' mom placed her hands on my shoulders, looking at me with tearfed eyes.

I looked at her and backed a little.

'You're pitying me, isn't it?' I asked with an emotion laced voice. 'I know you are. I am pitiable. I am loser. I..lost..' I tripped on one leg but mom and Todd held me. I felt a subtle warmth in my foot under my shoe lace.

'Tom!' Mom screamed in tears. 'Look, how much did you drink!' she said and then she gasped loud.

'Todd. Tom's foot. He stepped into the glass!' mom screamed.

My toes were weakening and my eyes refused to stay awake.

'Tom, please let me get you to the room.' Todd held me with determination now.

I chuckled. 'So nice of you man..' I said. 'You're giving me a hand..just like she did once..' I said.

Todd helped me to my room and mom followed.

He laid me to my bed. Mom sat near my head, sobbing continuously.

'I let her a..way... I.. I made the dec...sion to leave'm..both of them but I.. I never wanted to.. Never..' I blabbered through my tears. Those images of social media were digging the nerves in my brain.

Mom massaged my hands. 'Tom, what happened son? I know who you're talking about but what happened? Won't you share with your mom?' she said caressing my forehead.

'N..No..you won't understand. You don't know understand me. Seven years back, you left me alone too.' I said clinging my face to my mom's hand. 'You're just like her.' I said as tears drenched my mom's palm.

I heard mom's sobs and lifted my eyes to see her eyes to see tears rolling.

She picked my head up and placed it on her lap. 'I know you're upset son but your mom loves you.' she said running a hand on my head. 'You have nothing to worry about Tom. Things are soon going to be sorted and she'll soon realize..' my mom tried to console but I had to cut her off.

'She got married today mom.' I said. Her hand froze.

*****

'You must be hungry, wanna grab a lunch?' Corey asked as we passed a certain new restaurant.

'Ahh..but...' I reached for my pockets. I lost everything, money, fame and love. Hunter said he was going to fill my account as soon as I sign my contract with wwe this Monday. Till then I only had a hundred dollar in my pocket.

Corey being the best friend, perhaps, understood that.

'Come on Baron! The treat is on me. I've got back my best friend after a long time. Please let me do this.' he said.

'But Corey, I can't. You've already done enough for me brother. I don't want you to bear more for me.' I said.

Corey gave me a frowned look.

'So, you think I'm not worthy enough?' he asked put of nowhere.

'It's not like that Corey.' I said.

'Then please Baron. You can treat me back anytime you want.' he said.

I gave it a thought for a while and then nodded.

******

'Coq au Vin, Cassoulet or Ratatouille?' Corey asked looking at the menu. It was a French restaurant.

I looked at the menu blank as various memories reigned in my head. French food! They were her favorites. I remembered ordering them for her on her birthday three years ago. I was frustrated but she held me to herself and bore all the pains I bored. It was the day I realized I loved her. And I thought it was the same for her after we made love that night. Yes, what happened that night after our little dom-sub session wasn't mere sex. I made love to her with all my heart. But, little did I knew the harsh reality of life.

Corey waved his hand in front of me to get me back on earth.

'What?' I asked.

'Were you even listening?' he asked raising an eyebrow.

'ehm..well..' I pretended to think.

He sighed. 'Ratatouille.' he ordered to the attendant who noted our orders.

Our orders arrived alongside two bottles of coke.

It was really relieving to finally taste a different food other than the same old prisoner's crap.

'ehm..in case you are still curious about them, Fergal's son Ferris had his birthday last week.' Corey said all of a sudden.

My heart twisted as I heard Fergal's son... Ferris! My son!

I lifted my eyes at him, trying to look as indifferent as possible trying to calm down the storm within my heart.

'He was getting three years old. I was invited but..' Corey looked at my eyes. '.. I didn't go.' he said concentrating back to his food.

'Why?' I asked calmly.

Corey gave me a look of surprise.

'You're asking me why?' he asked. 'After all you've gone through because of her?' he asked annoyed.

I chuckled dryly gulping some coke down my throat.

'They didn't have a problem with you, did they? You shouldn't have taken it for the team, my friend. ' I said to Corey who gave me a frowned look.

'Seriously Baron! You think I can be such a dick of a friend?' he said. 'Look, I met you during those struggling years of your basketball career, watch you lead the most reckless life, having harsh sex with ladies and everything a rough life could go through. But, what I never saw was you breaking bit that day, you did and that bitch was responsible for everything you've been through. Not only did she break your heart but she.. ' Corey said gritting his teeth.

Corey was breathing fast in anger and mine was rising too.

'You know Baron, that day I realized how fake and hypocritical human beings are.' he said.

My jaw clenched.

'Let's not talk about this Corey.' I said. The memories of my last night in my house hit my senses.

3 years and one week ago

Truth can't be hidden for long
I knew it all along
But for one little hope
And two little fears
It took place
They strive for truth
They will get it

I capped my pen scribbling nonsensically on Bayley's diary. I don't this sounds crazy but yeah, these days it helps me to express my emotions in a way I never thought. Shouldn't my heart quiver on what's happening? But, I'm surprised to find myself unmoved. I wasn't scared at all.

I went to my mom's bedside who was due for an emergency surgery in three days.

I sat on her bedside watching her wrinkled nose battling to take the burden of respiration.

I caught hold of her skinny palms and mingled my fingers with hers. Mom's eyes opened and she tried to smile at me.

'When did you come Tom?' she asked trying to sit up a little.

'Just now mom. How're you feeling?' I asked her.

She smiled. 'How do you I feel when I see my only child circumscribing his world to one dark corner of his house while petal over the world are accusing him that low?' she answered me.

I sighed and tried to force a smile. 'Don't worry about me mom. I'm fine and we are soon going get your surgery done and move together to Kansas.' I said making my mom's eyes widen in surprise as she heard the name of her native place.

'Really! Wow! That's great Tom. I think you should try a change. May be life would see us in a different light like old times.' she said on the verge of tears. 'May be.. You could even forget Pamela.' she said making my heart jump.

'Mom..please, let's not talk about this.' I said nonchalantly looking away towards the window.

'Why not Tom? What haven't you done for her? You have loved her with all your heart. You decided to drop all your ego in front of me and Luke, just because she suggested you to. Couldn't the girl still understand how much does she mean for you?' mom said getting angry.

'Please mom.. It was her wish to marry Fergal and we can't stop her, right?' I said placing my hand on mom's shoulder.

Mom was coughing in over excitement and breathing fast. 'No. No. Tom. I still remember the day she went to see us with you. It seemed she was so much in love with you. She..she promised me never to hurt you ever.' mom coughed through her tears. 'I trusted her bit then.. It seemed she used you only for her accommodation. She was always in love with that Irish guy and was waiting for the moment, his relationship becomes sore with the other girl and she could barge in. But  what about my son?' mom shouted. 'Were his feelings nothing for her?' she said angrily.

I didn't want mom to see but my eyes were turning glossy. Did she really ever care about me? If yes, why did she come to me on the night of my birthday? If no, why did she ask freedom from me for the sake of Fergal's happiness?

'And now, my son is there..all day drinking..and isolating himself like never before.' Mom sobbed looking at me. I lowered my head not meeting hers. 'And if that was not all, those media houses are accusing you for a weird murder case.' she said making my heart jump.

'You know Tom..' she coughed. 'If I ever see Pamela again, I'd just ask her.. why? Why did she make my son a vulnerable guy like this from the stronger man that he was?' she said coughing restlessly.

'Mom... Relax..' I said handing her the bottle of water.

Just then Todd entered the room.

'Tom! The cops are here.' he said with concerned eyes. They want to talk to you.' he informed.

I knew it through my gut instinct. My end of days were here.

I nodded asking Todd to take care of mom while I talk.

***

'I told you before, I'm telling you again. I don't know anything.' I said as the cops showed me the footage of me dumping a body at the bay.

'Is that your final answer Mr. Pestock?' the cop asked with angry eyes.

'That glare won't change my answer Officer.' I said sharply looking into his eyes.

'You wish you hadn't said that Mr. Pestock because our department already retrieved the wrapped body that you seemed to dump in the footage. So, you're almost caught Mr. Pestock. It's just that we could have helped you serve a shorter term of punishment if you would have cooperated.' he said with a disgusted on his face.

'And how do you know it was me?' I asked pretending to be as confident as possible.

The Officer chuckled and instructed his men to open the laptop. He clicked into some image which seemed to be a still shot from that video footage.

I tried to seem unaffected by it.

He zoomed into the left wrist and..

'Have a look Mr. Pestock? Isn't that you?' he asked with a smirk. Before I could open my mouth, he insisted the subordinates and two big men got behind me and caught hold of my left hand.

'What's this? What are you doing?' I asked surprised.

'Please bear us for a minute Mr. Pestock. You wanted to know less, how we know, right?' he said and one of the guys grabbed my arm roughly as the other pulled the sleeve of my shirt up, and flipped my wrist on time the table in between us.

The Officer looked at my wrist and then at the image on his laptop and then to my face and chuckled.

'I guess, there's no doubt left Mr. Pestock.' he said.

My teeth gritted. 'That doesn't prove I killed a man.' I hissed.

'We'll see that later. As far as now, our department has got a number of applications and complaints from various non profit organizations to get you arrested. So, I guess you are to go with us now.' he said.

I stood up in fiery. 'You can't do that without any case lodged.' I said.

'But, we have proofs Mr. Lone Wolf.' he said. 'And if you still want your chances, tell us everything you know about this.' he pointed to the laptop.

'I told you I won't.' I said. He sighed and soon three cops got behind me and forced my arms behind my back.

'Hey! You can't do that, you punk.' I hissed. But, too late, I tried to shove them but there were they outnumbered me. I was handcuffed.

I tried to move but I couldn't.

'What's going on here? Tom!' I heard my mom standing up the stairs.

'Hey! Why did you handcuff him?' Todd asked running down the stairs near us.

'Long story short. Mr. Pestock is charged with a murder and I hope you would cooperate with law and let us do our duty.' the Officer said.

My eyes drifted to my mom. She was fidgeting. Tears were running down her eyes. Her hands somehow managed to get a hold of the steel and balance herself.

'But, there's no complaint against him yet and I think you should give him a chance to have his lawyer talk.' Todd argued.

'He will have it but just after we take him to remand.' the Officer said. 'Moreover, I don't think this man wants to tell anything to us.' he said looking at me. 'Do you Mr. Pestock?' he asked.

I looked at him with disgust. I was never going to plead and tell my story and beg for mercy in front of these people.

'Not in a million years, bitch' I said and spat on his face. Soon I was slapped on my face.

'Let's not waste a single minute here.' he ordered viscously and his subordinates dragged me off towards the door.

'Officer please..' I heard Todd plead.

'Officer, wait!' I heard my mom's voice who was trying to climb down the stairs. 'I know my son really well. He has anger issues but would never even hit anyone if the other person was innocent. Please let him..ahhh..' she slipped and rolled down the staircase.

'Mom!..' I yelled trying to get to her but the massive men grabbed me back.

'Mona!' Todd yelled and tan towards her.

'Let me Officer! She has fainted.' I said trying to get off their grip.

The Officer just gave me and glare.

'Get him to the car fast.' he ordered and they cruelly snatched me off my house towards the unholy vehicle in front of my house.

******

'I don't know what will happen Tom. She had been in coma for last three days. She hadn't even opened her eyes once after that incident.' Todd said sobbing as I, for the first time in three days got the news of my mother when Todd paid me a ten minutes visit.

'Wh..What?' I said shivering to my heart.

'Yes, Tom. The doctor said they could perform one last try through this surgery but that too won't guarantee anything. Moreover..' he stopped.

'...I.. I've been an unholy burden to you ever since I lost my job last month. Plus, Mona's treatment had swallowed a larger chunk of your bank balance. This surgery is really an expensive one Tom. I don't think we can afford them since your job itself is in a dilemma.' Todd said lowering his head.

I took a deep breath.

'No Todd. There won't be any problem with my mom's surgery. If that's the only chance to save her, we will go for it. As for the money, don't forget I still have my house.' I said.

Todd frowned.

'No way Thomas! You aren't thinking of selling your house, are you?' he asked surprised.

I sighed. 'The paper's are in my bank lockers. Corey will help you with the proceedings.' I said.

*****

'For God sake Corey, don't sit like a dumb. Tell me what happened, dammit.' I said impatiently as Corey made a visit to me two weeks after Todd did. Last heard, my house was sold and we had enough money for my mother's treatment.

Corey looked up at my eyes and opened his mouth to say something but hesitated.

He put his hand on my back, making me surprised. 'You need to be strong now Baron. Your mom couldn't make it out of the surgery. Me and Todd arranged her funeral tomorrow.' he said.

I froze. This can't happen. Mom can't leave me. A drop of tear spilled out of my eyes.

'Even at her last moments, she only cried taking your name.' Corey mentioned. 'And..she even wanted to see Bayley one last time..'

I looked at him surprised through my blurry vision.

'Bayley!' I whispered in surprise.

'Yes, that bitch who threw you away like another piece of shit and the one..' Corey paused. '..who refused to see a fifty seven years old ailing lady at her door.' he finished.

That very moment turned me into a different person. I knew the dirty caricatures behind the beautiful paints of the world. Love was just a mere word used my culprits to veil their slimy naked deals of treachery.

I wiped my tears once and for all. It was just six months later that Corey informed me about Todd's death in a road accident. The poor destitute crawled alone at the Dark streets filled with cheap alcohol in his veins when a car crushed him.

*******

3 years and eight months ago

'Why don't you understand Mr. Pestock? This is your only hope. Just tell them the reason you had to put your hands on him and that accidentally killed him.' Mr. Richard, a lawyer Corey arranged for me advised.

I scoffed.

'...and that I was too scared of getting caught that I had to dump his body at the bay?' I asked sarcastically.

'Well, something like that.' Mr. Richard said scratching his neck.

I sighed and looked over at Corey. 'Is that what you're trying to do? Prove me as a coward?' I shouted on Corey.

'Baron, listen..' Corey said but I cut him off.

'No. I'm not. I'm not gonna listen to any of your stupid ideas to get me out of here.' I stated. 'Tell this guy to leave.' I said giving a glance to the lawyer.

Corey gave me a look of annoyance and sighed. He nodded to Mr. Richard and the lawyer left.

'What's your problem man?' Corey asked annoyed. 'Do you know, how important it is for you to get out of the prison before the family members of the victims lodges a permanent case?' he asked.

'I don't care. I just don't want to explain much about it to those fools.' I spat.

'And why is that? I can't understand why don't you wanna talk about it even with me? Baron, at least tell me who the guy is..!' Corey pleaded.

I stiffened slightly and looked away. 'I don't want to talk about this Corey.' I said determined.

'Why? There must be a reason a person commits anything, right?' he asked calmly.

'Yes, I have mine and I don't want to talk about that.' I stated.

Corey frowned. 'Why..will it bring put more of a shit? I mean, I don't think that would matter either. Baron, why are you trying to hide.. Wait! Is it something related to her?' he questioned with a quirked brow.

I contained the pulpitations within my inner self with all I had.

'What are you talking about, Corey?' I asked.

'You know well what I'm talking about. Bayley. Because after your mom and Todd's death, I guess she is the only person you'd take a bullet for.' he said with a subtle disgust.

I chuckled dryly. 'You've gone crazy.' I said trying to sound myself right both to Corey and me.

Corey rolled his eyes. 'Whatever Baron, but one thing is for sure. That girl has been the she-devil of your life. She literally pumped every bit of life you had in you. She played with your emotions even after all you did for her. And she even turned us away when we wanted her little help to get you put of here.' Corey said getting me surprised as well as annoyed.

'What? You went to her?' I said frowning. 'Why?'

Corey sighed. 'Look, I know you won't like it but Vince McMahon wanted to whitewash your image in front of the world and law. So, we selected few people you were close with to post something on social media saying they believe in you or they know you can't do this or blah..blah..' Corey said..

I can't believe they did this!!

Corey continued. 'So, Vince decided me, Allen, Becky, Kevin, Sami, Lexi, Mojo and.. Pam to do it for you.' he said looking down.

I gave him a dirty look cussing under my breath.

'..everyoone agreed but when we went to Bayley..she said she had nothing to do with you and not to disturb her for such unlawful issues.' Corey said.

That was perhaps, the final blow to my heart and the last nail in the coffin  of my old self.

I breathed out loud and chuckled at myself.

'That's entirely upto her, Corey.' I said hiding my emotions.

Though there was no mirror in front of me, I could still sense my red eyes emitting the wrath against the biggest deception I've ever received in my life.

*********

'Are you crazy, Baron? You really think I'd leave you in the middle of the room with no shelter?' Corey said getting annoyed.

I sighed.

'Corey! Hunter said he was going to arrange an accommodation for me in four days. So, it's just for few days, relax and stop the car.' I said.

'And what's the problem if you manage these few days at my place?' Corey said desperately.

I shook my head. 'Corey, I can't. You've already done a lot.' I said.

Corey gave me a look of annoyance.

'Is that because of what Amy told you three months ago?' he asked.

I looked at him blank.

Three months back, I did get a surprise visit from Corey's wife Amy where she started accusing me of occupying most of her husband's concern. According to her, Corey even ignores his duties as a father and a husband being too busy with my bails and sorts.

Can't blame her. She's his wife and she deserves his time and concern.

'No Corey. Amy said nothing that would offend me. She was actually right. But, the thing is I don't want to bother you anymore. I know I'm your best friend and you care about me but now that I'm out, you must spend some quality time with your wife and children.' I advised.

Corey sighed looking at me.

'Is that your final decision?' he asked.

'Yes.' I said.

****

The loud noise was bursting my ear veins. Everything changed in these past years except this place. It was still the same. Cheap yells, money burgauns, semi-naked girls with bruises and lipsticks, the smell of sex and the unmasking of the so-called civilized people.

I walked in when a curly haired blonde caught hold of my arms.

'Hey! You seem to be on the rough way?' she asked running her fingers on my chest.

I scanned over her, licking my lips. A certified slut!

Just as I was about to speak..

'Mr. Corbin!' I heard a voice. 'Is that you?' he asked.

I turned my head to see Harry, looking the same as I left him.

Harry looked utterly surprised and walked near me.

'It's really you?' he said scanning me.

'You bet it's me Harry.' I said with a side-smirk.

Harry motioned for the girl to leave and she did not before throwing me a wink.

'Oh my God! I heard everything about you. When did you come back?' he asked.

'Just now Harry. This brothel was the first place that came into my mind.' I said looking around. '.. The only place with true colors of mankind.' I said.

Harry caught hold of my hands. 'We can never forget your contributions to this place Mr. Corbin. Under the veil of rage and punishment, you always paid the girls the highest. You've been there for them every time they needed financial help even without any exchange. Hell, you even sustained my heart surgery. Tell me, what can I do for you? What type of a girl you want?' he said with full emotions.

I sighed. 'Just a room to stay in.' I said.

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