THE NANNY AFFAIR

After getting Andres to sleep, I strolled out of the house in search of Liam.

My eyes loomed around in fear, decerning he was nowhere found within the house.

Mrs. Smith, the caretaker of the house, walked out to be seated in the corridor of the house.

“Looking for Liam? I know where he is?” ..

She veered back my eyes to her as I inquired impatiently waiting for her response, Mrs. Smith says in a lowered voice, “she at the playground, he normally goes to cease himself”.

I inquired about the direction to it, she in return writes down and watched how I rushed to meet him.

I walked in and saw him seated at the river bank, he grabs a bottle of alcohol by his side, aiming to gulp it down.

“Liam?”.

I Walked straight to him, yanking the bottle from his wine, angered by my attitude he gets up from the ground, attempting to take it from me.

“Give me the bottle right now!”.  He says swiftly getting close to me.

“No Liam, I will not, look at yourself, you’re fucking wasted!”.

I answered back, apparently, I thought it wise to gulp down the remaining alcohol left inside the bottle as he brings out another bottle behind him.

“What, don’t give me that look! And before you preach to me the dangers of alcohol, please go home and take care of my son, he needs you more than I do!”.

I quietly looked on, and decern how much Liam tries to bottle down the pain he felt, the emptiness in his heart when he saw the woman who was supposedly dead, walks back into his life.

He staggered him away seated back at the Riverbank, I ambled close seated next to him. Liam veers and saw the long look I had on.

“Why the long face Sara, it’s not as if I am dying, right?”.  A weak smile spots on his face.

I shook my head in disapproval,  answering back to him, “look, Liam, I understand what you are going through but please!”. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

He swoops in before I could finish my statement, ” please what! Huh! Do you even know what I am going through? The pain, not only for me but my son,  I watched the corpse of my wife, being taken away after giving birth to him, for more than a year, I acted the duties of a mother and father, so don’t tell the sappy stories of understanding”.

Liam’s anger was justified, and if I was in his shoes, I would do worst, so I said, “okay then, I won’t try to understand anything but I’ll gladly join you and while away intoxicated”.

I pulled out the bottle from his hand and gulped it down, the effect of the previous one mixed up with this, as it got instantly got intoxicated from it.

“Urgh, my head hurts!”.  I grouted out my words.

Liam printed a smile on his face decerning me intoxicated for the second time, as I accidentally fell over him.

“Urgh!”  His back hits the floor, as we both gazed lost at each other’s eyes.

“You do know you cannot hold in your alcohol because when you are drunk, you bring out the crazy version of yourself.  Liam says to me in a sweet tone.

I tugged my hair behind my ears, shooting a shy smile at me, finally pulling away.

I said, “woe Liam, I didn’t know you knew me that well!”.

“Of cause I do, after all, you are my son’s nanny, and you’re different from the rest!”.  He smirked veering his eyes aside.